In The Summer

Two people belonging to two different worlds fell in love and vowed to stay together till death do them apart. But destiny had other plans for them. And the innocent love changed into dangerous obsession.Story of obsession, hurt, death, pain and redemption.

He is Lt. Col. Adrian Drake Rodriguez, a member of a military force abroad. Two significant things happened to him upon his return to the Philippines. First, the woman who ended up with him inside his car. They were trapped in the vehicle due to a violent storm and the fierce blows of the wind. It was a night of enchantment between the two of them. But the next morning, she was gone—leaving behind no trace except her name, Faye, and the beautiful memory of what transpired between them that stormy night inside his car. Second, his attempt to reconcile with his own father ended in another heated argument. The fight pushed him to return overseas and accept a mission where survival was uncertain. Two years later, he received a call from his uncle, asking him to become the head of security at his father’s mansion and serve as his personal bodyguard, after receiving numerous death threats. Even his father pleaded for his help—for the safety of his only grandchild. Only then did Adrian discover that the mother of the grandchild was none other than Faye—the same woman he had shared that unforgettable night with, and now the wife of the man he despised the most. He accepted his father’s request for one reason—Faye. An intense obsession grew inside him, fueled by the memory of their past. He fell for her in the darkest part of their intertwined fates. Until he discovered something that intensified his desire to take Faye away from the man she married. He was willing to face death itself just to reclaim what he believed was rightfully his.

For Olivia Phillips, life has never been easy, from losing her father, having a drunk of a mother to having a popular cheerleader sister who hates her. Even life at school is not better. She finds herself an outcast, being bullied, ignored by her crush and having no friends. She ends up reaching a point of enough is enough.

When Joy Staton, my adoptive sister, fainted in the freezer on her birthday, William Staton, my brother, checked on the security footage in rage. The moment he saw that I was the one who took Joy into the freezer, he kicked me inside without hesitation. Before shutting the door, he stared at me in disgust. “You’ve been pushing your luck a lot these days, huh? If I’d been a second too late, Joy would’ve died!” I wanted to defend myself, but William refused to listen and slammed the door shut. I heard him talking to the bodyguards outside. “If she doesn’t apologize, don’t let her out!” But he did not know that Joy had set the freezer to –58 °F. I did not even have the strength to complain about the freezer being cold. William did not know that the sister he once loved dearly had stopped breathing in the freezer. He had killed his only blood relative left in the world.

Ava never expected to fall in love with a werewolf, let alone the Alpha of the pack. But when she moves to the small town of Silverwood, she discovers that werewolves aren't just a myth - they're real, and they're dangerous. As she navigates the treacherous world of the pack, Ava finds herself drawn to the Alpha in ways she can't explain. He's powerful, ruthless, and utterly captivating. But as she gets closer to him, she realizes that his world is filled with secrets and darkness that threaten to consume them both. When an ancient enemy threatens the pack, Ava is thrust into a battle for survival that will test her loyalty, her strength, and her love for the Alpha. But as the stakes get higher, she begins to realize that the only way to protect the pack is to embrace the very thing that makes them so dangerous. In a world where nothing is as it seems, Ava must decide whether to trust the Alpha with her heart, or risk everything to save the pack. But as their love is put to the ultimate test, she realizes that the only way to survive is to become one of them. Will Ava be willing to give up everything she's ever known for the love of the Alpha? Or will their love be their downfall in a world where danger lurks around every corner? The only thing that's certain is that in Silverwood, nothing is as it seems, especially when you're in love with the Alpha.

The day I was about to quit the game, countless floating comments suddenly appeared before my eyes. [Finally! The villainess is quitting!] [Now Janet Cole doesn’t have to worry about getting exposed for using her account to flirt online.] [The heroine is so smart–she always uses voice chat in-game. The villainess has no idea.] [Janet is living the dream–using her max-level account to juggle five top-tier players at once!] [At 2 PM today, she’s meeting her 'No.1 catch'–the cold, untouchable campus heartthrob Cedric Barnes!] [Assassin god tomorrow, rich scion the day after… her time management is insane!] The Janet they were talking about… was the fake heiress who had taken my place in my own family. She had been impersonating me–using my account to flirt with five elite players at once? Then more comments appeared… [Why hasn’t the villainess left yet? The male lead is already waiting.] [This is the first sweet date between the leads–can’t wait!] I turned to look at Janet, touching up her makeup in front of the mirror–and suddenly, it all clicked. The 'villainess' they were talking about… was me. So the real heiress–me–was nothing more than a disposable side character, a stepping stone for the fake one? A faint smile curled on my lips. If she could impersonate me online and play the field, then me showing up in person and stealing everything... wouldn't be too much, right?

In a world where only male Alphas can lead, Isabel refuses to accept fate’s decree. Born the illegitimate daughter of Alpha Roy and an outcast, she has lived in the shadows, hiding from a pack that never wanted her. But when she was five, her world shattered—she watched her mother executed at the command of Luna Freya, her father’s wife. Vowing revenge, Isabel spends years training in secrecy, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. That moment arrives when the kingdom announces its most dangerous challenge yet: the Alpha Trials. Whoever wins will take the throne of the Silver Pack. But there’s a catch—only men can compete. Determined to claim what was denied to her, Isabel disguises herself as Bernard, a fierce and cunning warrior, and enters Silver High, the brutal training ground for future Alphas. There, she meets Weston, Killian, and Roan. None of them realize they are up against their fated mate. As Isabel battles through deadly trials, dangerous rivalries, and her growing attraction to the very men she must defeat, her true identity becomes harder to hide. Will she claim the Alpha title and avenge her mother, or will fate weave a destiny she never expected?

My mother was asking me and my sister to choose the man we wanted to marry. My sister, surprisingly, did not choose the gloomy STEM student she spent four years pursuing. Instead, she went for the rich but infamous playboy. Shock colored my mother's face. "I know he's rich, Joan, but what if you get all known and unknown STDs? I thought you loved Gil. Are you sure you're making the right choice?" That did not sway my sister's mind. That alone told me what I had been suspecting all along. Like me, my sister was reincarnated. In our previous lives, she happily married Gilbert Terrason, but he left her on read for ten long years. His cold treatment drove her a little gaga. That playboy, however, stopped his philandering lifestyle for me and loved me like his life depended on it. He gave me all his riches, and we became the model couple everyone wouldn't stop talking about. Then, it happened during the ball. On my tenth wedding anniversary, my sister, consumed by rage, burned us into cinders. Here we were, on our second chance in life. This time, I took Gilbert's hand. "No takebacks, Joan. Don't try to do a third take." My sister snickered. "As to you. This time, all the love in the world is coming to me." Ah, yes, love. Joan still did not get it. Love was the most unreliable element in any marriage.

I was pregnant. On my way to deliver documents to Tristan Goldberg, a flash flood struck. Desperate, I dialed his number, praying he’d answer. After a few rings, the call connected. But instead of Tristan, a woman’s voice answered. "Tristan, whose number is this? Do you want to answer it?" There was a brief pause, and then Tristan’s voice, cold and indifferent, cut through. "It’s just my maid. Ignore it. Hang up." And just like that, the call disconnected. Staring at the torrent rising around me, my pulse quickened. I texted him, begging for him to send a rescue team. Minutes passed as the waters climbed to my waist, churning and relentless. Then, a message from Tristan finally appeared. Tristan: [What kind of ridiculous story are you making up now?] Tristan: [Emily, do you think you're eighteen, playing these childish games? I want that document in my hands within thirty minutes, or we're getting divorced.] A surge of terror shot through me as I looked up, catching sight of a heavy branch snapping loose and crashing down. In an instant, everything went dark.

On their seventh wedding anniversary, Kimberly Williams discovered a divorce agreement in Richard Munoz's nightstand drawer. It was covered in scribbles and cross-outs, as if he'd agonized over the decision time and again. [If I fall in love with someone else during the marriage, I voluntarily give up all my assets and leave with nothing. Here's the list of properties.] He'd originally vowed to walk away penniless for her sake, but in the asset section, he'd crossed things out one by one. First, he struck through the house he planned to give her, then changed the $50 million to $500,000. Finally, in a ruthless scrawl, he added: [Better if Kimberly leaves with nothing. Can't help it. Lotta is pregnant.]