Joshua Hong Birthday

Note: Trigger Warning - Contains themes of bullying, abuse, and explicit scenes. Flora Evers, a wolfless woman in the White Wood pack, stands out for not having the ability to shift into a wolf. On her 18th birthday, a twist of fate binds her to Alpha Bryan, her childhood friend. However, he cruelly rejects her for her inability to shift, demanding she leave the Pack. Fate takes a harsher turn when rogues capture her and offer her to slave traders. Just as she faces a grim future, alluring gray eyes lock onto hers from the auction crowd. Alpha Ryker Enger of the Black Mist Pack, a captivating enigma, rescues her, and fate ignites another mate bond. Torn between past wounds and potential love, will Flora embrace her destiny with Ryker or push it?

Olivia Grace was willing to sacrifice everything for the man she loved—Hunter Jackson. But every sacrifice was repaid with humiliation. When her husband threw a lavish birthday party at a nightclub for his ex-girlfriend, treating it like the grandest gift, and allowed Olivia to be publicly humiliated, her heart shattered into pieces.

Three years ago, Angela was saved by Lyle in an accident, and the two quickly developed a relationship and moved in together. However, Lyle's adopted sister, Fiona, frequently interferes in their lives, and Lyle always prioritizes Fiona's needs, causing Angela to feel neglected and suspect that they are more than just siblings. On her birthday, Angela plans to propose to Lyle, but Fiona interrupts again, causing Angela to lose control of her emotions and suffer an accidental miscarriage. Devastated, Angela decides to break up with him. After the breakup, Angela reunites with her old classmate, Michael, who takes great care of her. Just then, however, she discovers that Lyle knows about her miscarriage.

Have you ever caught your partner cheating on your birthday? If yes, what was your reaction? It was the same case for Aria. On the morning of her birthday she stumbles on her boyfriend Ethan cheating, and in a fit of rage drives off but accidentally crashes into the car of a young Alpha. Now she must choose between paying for the damages or being his mate till he finds her. She agrees to it, but one night of drunken passion leads to an unexpected consequence. She wakes up to find she was mated to him for life by a Lunar Tether. But does Aria want to be mated? Especially as she discovers his twin was her real mate. The both will have to protect her with their lives, trying to win her love. But what happens when Aria discovers she wasn't an ordinary wolf and her powers kept drawing enemies, do you think they would be able to protect their bond from the dangers lurking around or do you think that bond will tear them apart.

ADRIAN'S POV My head was pounding, a dull throb that echoed the frantic beat of my heart. I was hot, too hot, my skin slick with an unfamiliar sweat. I knew it instantly: drugged. One moment I was escorting Aria, basking in the glittering lights and dancing with her in the ballroom at her birthday party. Next, a wine from a waiter, a trip to the bathroom, and then… darkness. I blinked, trying to focus on the blur above me. Damien. My stalker. The man who’d been haunting the edges of my life for weeks, whispering cryptic claims of a shared past I couldn’t recall. He was on top of me, pinning me to the plush velvet of some unfamiliar bed. His eyes, usually so intense and unsettling, were filled with a disturbing mix of guilt and desperation. "I’m sorry, Adrian, I'm so sorry I had to do this, but I can't stand seeing you with her. Watching you rewrite our history... please, remember me. Remember us." He leaned down, his breath hot against my ear. "I promise, I'll cherish you this time." Then, his lips crashed onto mine, a fierce, possessive kiss that stole my breath away. His hands moved over me, desperate and knowing, igniting a fire that both terrified and strangely thrilled me. Maybe it was the drug blurring the lines of reason. Or maybe… just maybe, deep down, my body recognized something my mind couldn’t. It responded to his touch with a shameful eagerness, a desperate need that mirrored his own. All I could do was surrender to the moment, to the heat, to the undeniable connection I felt with this man, Damien, as I returned his kiss with a fervor that shocked us both.

Alexa dreaded her eighteenth birthday, why? On her eighteenth birthday she would officially be Alpha Diaz's Bedwarmer. Living as his slave was one thing but warming his bed every night was another... How could she warm the bed of the man who proclaimed her father a traitor, the one who is responsible for her family death. To others he might be a savior but to her, he is the one she hates with every spit on her tongue. But just on her eighteenth birthday, she was rescued... By an Hybrid Alpha, who turns out to be her mate.

Everything Danielle has ever known changes in an instant when, on her eighteenth birthday, the Alpha arranges her a mate.Danielle has always wanted a mate—someday—but she just turned eighteen. Danielle argues that she’s too young, that she’s not ready. But no one can argue with the Alpha.So Danielle accepts her fate and prepares to meet her mate. But nothing could prepare her for who her mate is: Cameron. Not only is he from outside of their pack, but, to Danielle’s greatest disbelief, he is an Alpha.Cameron is a good man and a strong leader. But his true mate, the former leader, recently died, and he is still grieving. Danielle feels an instant connection, and she can’t understand why he is unable to reciprocate her feelings.Soon, Danielle finds herself caught amidst emotions deeper than she’s ever experienced before.Can Danielle help the Alpha move onto this new love? Or, at only eighteen years old, is she destined to a lifelong grief?

On my husband's birthday, I poured my heart into preparing a feast and selecting the perfect gift. Yet, he didn't come home. Instead, I received a picture message—a snapshot of him at the hospital, standing outside the OB-GYN ward, his hand resting tenderly on his childhood crush's belly. Beneath the photo, a message read: [The best birthday gift and a symbol of our decade-long bond.] Furious, I called her. "Don't you know he's married?" Before I could say more, my husband snatched the phone and lashed out at me. "Yvonne just wanted to share the joy of becoming a mother. Why are you overreacting? "Yvonne and I have been best friends for over a decade. Your petty jealousy is disgusting!" I once believed his busyness was for our future, but now I knew—he had been busy supporting the girl of his dreams through her pregnancy. Clutching my own stomach, I bit my lip to stop the tears from falling. Ten years of love had drained away. It was time to let go.

To save my husband, I drank until my stomach bled. Despite making it to the hospital, no one would treat me—all because he, a prominent surgeon, forbade anyone from attending to his own wife. In a previous life, he had saved me, a deed that fate cruelly repaid: the same day he saved me, his beloved, Lily Evans, tragically died during surgery. Consumed by regret, he lamented, "If I hadn't saved you, she might still be alive." On my birthday, in a twisted celebration, he intoxicated both me and our daughter. In a horrifying turn, he used his surgical skills to ruthlessly stab us both. As I lay bleeding, I begged for our daughter's life, pleading with him to spare her, his biological child. He coldly justified his brutality by claiming that being tied to me caused him to miss his chance with his true love. Fueled by a desperate need to protect my daughter, I fought him ferociously. He inflicted thirty-eight merciless wounds on me before turning his murderous intent towards our child. As I faced death, my last sight was of him, his decision clear as he once again chose his lost love over his living family.

I wheel myself into the birthday celebration that Wales Price has thrown for me. The atmosphere is originally lively, but a brief silence descends when everyone sees me. The guests are there for different purposes, but celebrating my birthday is not one of them. "Is that Mr. Price's crippled fiancée, Joey Hertza?" "Yeah, but the one he really loves is Anna Giovanni. I saw them kissing in a corner earlier." They use their wine glasses to block their mouths as they speak loudly. They think I'm still the crippled deaf I used to be. They don't know that I regained my hearing last week. I can hear every mocking comment they make. Meanwhile, Wales stands there and allows it to happen. He doesn't stop the guests from talking about me. He seems to have forgotten that I only ended up like this while protecting him. I shoved him away when the accident happened and got trapped underneath the car myself. When I was rescued, Wales swore to stay with me and care for me for life. It's only been three short years since then, but he's already changed. I receive a message on my phone. "Ms. Hertza, the lifelike corpse that you've ordered is now complete. Reply to this message with your confirmation, and your death-faking service will be immediately effective. We will send the corpse to your and Mr. Price's wedding in five days." I don't even hesitate as I reply with my confirmation. Enjoy your wedding, Wales.