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When Callum abandoned me, feverish and shivering on a mountain road, just to watch a meteor shower with the young woman he had raised, I decided to divorce him. His good friend, Emmet, advised him to try winning me back. "Look Cal, sisters are sisters, but a wife takes priority. You’d better not mix up what matters most." Callum, however, dismissed the idea with a confident smile. "She’s bluffing. Does she really think she’ll go through with the divorce?" "All these years, I’ve given her a place to belong. Without me, she wouldn’t even have a home. Leave me? She wouldn’t dare.  "Just wait. Before the cooling-off period ends, she’ll come back crying and begging me to take her in."  But thirty days passed, and I never looked back. While he scoured the world searching for me, I sipped tea in a misty mountain villa, utterly at peace. "James," I remarked to my step-brother, "your place truly feels like home."

Dad has a stroke and needs money to save his life. I'm left with no choice but to borrow money from my secret CEO boyfriend of five years. Before I can even say anything, he frowns and tells me he's busy. Then, he hurries off to attend his childhood sweetheart's birthday celebration. He only remembers me the following day. "What did you need?" I hold Dad's death certificate and smile wanly at him. "Nothing. I just wanted to tell you that we're over."

After our eighty-eighth canceled wedding, I called my business partner. "I'm taking the Haviana market project." There was a beat of stunned silence. "Seriously? That's ten years overseas. You just got married—well, weren't you? Does your husband even know? What about your parents? You always said staying close to them was everything." I glanced around the empty church and let out a sharp laugh. "There was no wedding. No husband. And my parents? They've got Cindy. That's all they need." Another pause. "Alright. Pack your bags. You leave tomorrow." After the call, I ran a hand down my wedding dress. One last tear slipped out, quiet and pointless. Cindy had another "episode" today. Claimed she'd off herself. Andrew canceled—again. I'd looked at him, drained. "It's the eighty-eighth time." He dropped his head, guilt all over him. "Just a little more time, Viv. She's been off since the accident. I'm scared she'll actually do it. I swear, I'll talk to her. For real this time. Then we'll get married. Promise." My parents didn't hesitate. "Vivian, let Andrew go. If Cindy hadn't gotten kidnapped trying to save you, she wouldn't have these breakdowns. Are you really putting a wedding over your sister's life?" "How could you be so selfish?" I'd heard it all before. Used to fight it. Not this time. If neither my fiancé nor my parents wanted me around, then fine. I'd leave.

The first experiment in the world of retrieving memories after death succeeds, and my memories are going to be broadcast live all over the Internet. My dad has just learned about my death, but he only says in a disgusted tone, "Who would want to see the memories of someone who is selfish, mean, and has nothing commendable at all about them? Today is the wedding day of Zoe and Cameron. Pause the live broadcast and stop being so sickening!" Zoe is my stepsister, and Cameron is supposed to be my fiance. After that, my father finds out the truth from the live broadcast of my memories. He begs for my forgiveness tearfully but… I'm already dead.

Eight years into our bond, I spotted a child at the kindergarten who looked uncannily like Malcolm—my mate. Malcolm had told me he was away on a business trip. However then he was holding that child in his arms, gently coaxing him. "Be good, sweetheart. In a few days, I'll bring you and your mom home. You're my only child. I'll never abandon you." The child smiled, content and trusting. I stood hidden around the corner, unable to breathe from the pain gripping my chest. Eight years ago, I had taken a silver blade to the stomach to save Malcolm. I lost my wolf that day—and with it, the ability to ever carry a pup. Back then, Malcolm had sat beside my hospital bed and made a promise: "You are the only mate I will ever choose. Whether or not we have a pup doesn't change that." However, what I saw now felt like a brutal slap—a reality too sharp to ignore. What value would Luna have if she'd lost her wolf and could no longer bear heirs? How could I possibly compare to someone who could give him a child, and the pack, a future? Choking back the pain swelling in my chest, I picked up the phone and called my father. "Dad… would you still want a daughter who's lost her wolf?" His voice came through, steady and sure. "Of course. No matter what happens, I'll always be here for you."

Max Siegel loved me deeply and promised me the grandest wedding anyone had ever seen. However, just three days before the big day, everything changed. The custom-made wedding dress he'd ordered for me was given to his stepsister, Fawn Lewis, and instead, he handed me a pill—one that could erase memories. “Kate,” he said, “I don’t want to hurt you, but Fawn has just been diagnosed with terminal cancer. She doesn’t have long. Her last wish is to marry me. I can’t have her leave this world with regrets. “This pill will make you forget everything about us for a few days. But don’t worry. After the wedding is over, I’ll give you the antidote, and you’ll remember everything again. Then, I’ll give you the wedding you deserve.” His tone left no room for negotiation. Without hesitation, I took the pill and swallowed it. However, what he didn’t know was that I developed that drug myself, and there was no antidote. Three days from now, I would forget the man I loved most—him. And once that happens, there’s no turning back and no chance to start over.

With a small thump, the seat beside the solitary guy became occupied. “Yo.” “Hi.” “Want a gum?” “No.” “Suit yourself.” “Hmm.”

Lucinda gets rejected by her mate, Alpha Killian after their first night. Heartbroken, she leaves, only to be captured by some men who think she's one of their runaway prostitutes. They bring her to a nightclub, where she is drugged and made to entertain the werewolves around. During the dance , she catches the attention of the Lycan king, Darcus.

Doni berniat balas dendam terhadap Jarot, lelaki kaya yang telah merebut kekasihnya untuk dijadikan istri kedua. Dia berpura-pura melamar kerja jadi sopir di keluarga Jarot. Gayung bersambut, Emma, istri sah Jarot terbuai ketampanan Doni, begitu pula kedua anak gadisnya.Akankah niat balas dendam Doni terlaksana? Bagaimana cara Doni untuk memuluskan usahanya? Akankah ketahuan? Ikuti cerita saya yang sanggup membuat jantung berdebar ala rolling coaster.Alur cerita berjalan cepat, tidak bertele-tele, ada teka teki, dan ending yang tidak bisa ditebak.

Jane Buenaverde grew up living nang isang kayod isang tuka. She was the bread winner of the family. Bukod sa mahina na ang kaniyang ina ay wala rin siyang kinalakihang ama. Sa murang edad ay nagawa niyang magtrabaho para lang makaraos sa araw-araw. Life is hard and poor but she was contented, happy, and always motivated with her boyfriend, Dave. Ngunit nagising nalang siya isang araw at nakatira na siya kasama ang bossy, strikto, at isa sa pinakamayamang tao na si Gian Muentes. Jane don't want to live with him but Gian's family promised to give all of her family wants. Her family will be living happy at hindi na kailangang mamroblema sa pang araw-araw na gastusin kaya kahit labag sa loob ay pumayag siya. But all she never know, sa kabila ng sustentong ibibigay sa kaniyang pamilya ay araw-araw niya namang dusa sa puder ni Gian. Sasaktan, paparusahan, araw-araw na pagdudusa at sakit sa buong katawan. Reason for her to think, paano kaya kung may ama siya. Paano kaya kung kahit papaano may pera sila. She will surely not suffer from this kind of pain. But little she know that the suffering she was experiencing was all because of her real and rich father. Matatanggap o mapapatawad niya kaya ang ama? Will Gian accept her as his wife, o lalo lang siyang magdudusa?