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Life is about competition. competition is part of characteristics of living things. Crystal Stallone is a brave, courageous,a beauty to write about as it's name entails "crystal"her cute and shinny face,her black long hair,small waist and her soft and pinks lips,her thick body are features one wouldn't resist to write about.she is the only daughter of a well known fashion magazine "My face,my beauty"she was born into fashion all she loves to do is taking care of her beauty,she puts on the lastest designers,shoes,bag, jewelries. As Fate could have it "Nothing in this world is perfect"same to Crystal as beautiful she is,she is the dullest and dumbest student in her class, No one compete with her in worst grades but Crystal prefers her beauty to her grades. Some of the teacher already accepted her fate,her nonchalant behaviors. Crystal was in love with a person who rejected her confession and underestimate her "Damien" His awards can't be written. "A notable and prestige child of the mayor of New York city. He is rude and grumpy too. Damien,in general was never interested in women,he resent ladies because they thinks nothing other than gushing over pretty boys and celebrities. The school depends on his intelligence and ability. "No other winner than him." Apart from being the school brilliant boy,he is apopular athlete. Damien being a proud jerk had underestimated crystal,the very known dumbest girl in the school,even though she still wanted to love him but really had to give up because of how humiliated she felt. Crystal made her vow to always be his rival by competing with him in everything he has. She made a vow that whenever there's a boy named Damien in every competition,there will be a girl named Crystal as his rival. Moreover,the difference between a boy and a girl is just Biology.

I loved Alpha Lucien Grey with all my heart. From the moment I first saw him, I was drawn to him. However, I always knew the one Lucien loved was someone else. Her name was Summer White. I thought I’d be like one of those tragic side characters in romance stories—forever on the sidelines, watching the man I loved build a life with another woman. However, everything changed three years ago when Summer ran away on the night of the marking ceremony, saying she wasn’t ready to be claimed. Lucien had to make a decision and announced he would find a new partner. So, I stepped forward. Wearing a dress that didn’t quite fit, my hands trembling, I stood in for Summer. That day, Lucien and I formed a bond as mates. For the past three years, Lucien had treated me with warmth and kindness. He was gentle and thoughtful. He took care of me in every way. However, just over a month ago, Summer came back to our pack. On the night of our anniversary, she got drunk and called Lucien in tears, sobbing that she regretted everything. Lucien’s hands were shaking so hard he almost dropped his phone, but he didn’t hang up. He just stood there, torn. When his eyes met mine, full of confusion and pain, I took his hand—still trembling—and said softly, “Go to her.” The moment he left, I filed the mate-bond termination papers at City Hall, requesting to break the bond. After all, these years of stolen happiness were never really mine to keep. It was time for me to leave, too.

He had seen her glancing back. It wouldn't do to scare her this early on. He turned right as she crossed the street. Cole Baxter had never followed a woman before, especially a human. He'd never had the need, females usually came to him. As a Beta in the local pack he could find a woman whenever he felt the need, and he usually felt the need quite often. But if he knew his wolf, that was going to change. He could feel his wolf in his mind pacing, wanting to follow his mate closely in case any other males got too close. Cole had to remind him that they couldn't just jump her on the street. His wolf would have to learn patience. He'd been waiting for her for close to 200 years, no reason to over react now. He caught sight of her from two blocks down and continued to follow until she turned into the front door of a medical clinic. He stood outside the door and glanced inside. He couldn't see her so he waited around the corner. After what seemed like an eternity, she came walking out with a male who stared straight at him with bright blue eyes. Cole realized immediately this wasn't a human, he was a Were, one of his kind. The male was holding his mate by the waist, and Cole automatically growled, ready to tear the wolf's throat out to get him away from her. Wait, his mate? Maybe he was too late. Maybe she was already mated. His heart was pounding as he watched them walking down the street. He couldn't believe he had waited this long to find his mate only to lose her to another.

“I want blood,” Rowan said, and suddenly his fingers pierced deep into my chest. The feeling of pain was almost non-existent but I could feel life slipping away from me. Blood gurgled in my mouth and it flowed from the corner of my mouth. “Why Rowan?” I asked, but the answer to the question became even more obvious to me. My face was poise, graceful even at the face of death. “Why did you do this? Why did you betray me?” I asked him, my hands reaching up to cup his face and he leaned into my hand, snuggling his face. Then affectionately, like he hadn't just betrayed me, he leaned down to kiss my lips. “I love you, my queen, but I'm tired of your benevolent rule, tired of drinking that disgusting artificial blood. I want a killing spree, I want suck my fangs into human's warm blood vessels! Slave them!” Rowan said, his face suddenly tainted with anger, one that also left as quickly as it came. “I'm surprised you think you would succeed,” I said, trying to laugh but it only made the blood flow faster. I was getting drained of blood really quickly. “You won't succeed,” I said, laughing disdainfully, “I will take revenge on you, tear you to pieces!” Rowan grinned, saying mockingly, “I look forward to your return, your majesty!” As soon as his words fell off his mouth, his arm swiftly and accurately pierced my chest, precisely digging out my heart. Blooms of blood appeared on the bed sheet, like some kind of cruel artwork. “Moon Goddess, please give me a chance to be reborn!” I silently pleaded, just before my heart was harvested. At this moment, the dazzling full moon suddenly emitted a blinding white light.

As the leader of his pack, alpha werewolf Lucas has always gotten what he wants. And what he wants now is Jessica, a fiercely independent woman who has always resisted his advances. But when danger threatens their pack, Lucas sees his chance to finally claim Jessica as his mate and strengthen their bond. As they work together to protect their pack from a rival clan, Jessica can't deny the electric attraction she feels for Lucas. But she's always been determined to make her own choices, and the idea of being a submissive werewolf mate doesn't sit well with her. Lucas must find a way to convince Jessica that their connection is more than just physical, and that submitting to him doesn't mean giving up her independence. But as they navigate the dangerous world of werewolf politics, they may not have the luxury of taking things slow. Will Jessica be able to let go of her reservations and accept Lucas as her alpha and mate? Or will their differences tear them apart and leave their pack vulnerable to attack?

Maymay Saavedra is one of the hottest chick sa university at siya rin ang pinag-aagawan ng lahat ng lalaki doon. She can lure boys with her charisma and witty personality. Maldita siya kung maldita rin ang kaharap niya, ang sabi pa nga niya, her personality will depend to what attitude you give to her. And because of that, naging takaw-pansin siya sa nag-iisang multi-billionaire bachelor ng bayan nila, no other than Monching Valderama. He is one of a type na hinulma yata sa pinakamataas na uri ng species ng mga kalalakihan, gwapo, mayaman, very masculine and freaking playboy! Siya ang isa sa mga tagapagmana nina Don Alejandro at Donya Brigida Valderama, at dahil sa estado nila, he always get what he wants, at ang isa sa listahan niya...ay si Maymay, the woman he wants to taste, not just once...not twice, because he will be addictive to her. Abangan ang Badboy's Pleasure!

Kira thought she had died as the one guy she had ever loved stared at her with hatred in his eyes, only to wake up two years ago when he hadn’t shown her his true colors. Life gave her another chance and you can be sure she would use it for revenge. In her past life she had made mistakes by being too kind and naive, and trusting those who she shouldn’t have. She had been betrayed and hurt by her sister, and fiancé and in the process lost everything she had, including her life. And when she’s given a second chance to live, she swears to get revenge on those evil people. Knowing everything this time around, she came with her revenge serving cold, and a little over prepared. The only thing she didn’t expect is that she finds true love in the least possible guy she expects, especially one who she had hurt in her past life.

Lumaki si Lara sa poder ng tiyahin. Mala-Cinderella ang buhay niya dahil ginagawa siyang alila ng mga abusadong pinsan. Lahat ng mga gawaing bahay ay pinapagawa sa kanya, ni sweldo niya ay halos walang matira. Ang nobyo na nga lang ang kakampi niya ngunit nagloko pa at gumagawa ng kalokohan sa kanyang likuran. Isang gabi ay napasubo si Lara. Dahil nagkasakit ang pinsan ay siya ang sumalo sa customer nito kahit ayaw niya. Lord K, iyon daw ang tawag sa lalaki. He looks strong and intimidating. His aura screams power, money and fame. Mafia? Billionaire? Hindi alam ni Lara. Ang tangi lang niyang iniisip ay matapos na ang gabi ngunit mukhang ayaw na siyang pakawalan pa ng lalaki! Bigla na lang itong naglapag ng apache case sa harap niya at ngumisi. "Here's 50 million. Marry me and I'll make you my queen." •• THIS STORY CONTAINS A LOT OF MATURE SCENES | PLEASE, READ AT YOUR OWN RISK ••

His long fingers stroked my cheeks, a dangerous smile graced his perfectly structured face. “ I adore you far too much to let you go,my angel.” “ Then enjoy while it lasts because I've had enough, once I find someone stronger I will flee to him.”I snapped at him ignoring the dangerous aura surrounding him. With a very disturbing calm look on, he leaned forward very close to my ear and said “my dearest angel, he will face a fate worse than death. Then I will screw you again and again, until your insides are molded back to my shape. I'll put you in every position until you remember nothing but my name and the pleasure I've given you. Until you remember exactly who you belong to." ∆∆∆∆∆ Since weak creatures like humans were the reason he was cursed for life, king Xerxes would rather have his bond mate killed the very day she was born than accept a human as a mate. But even after all the massacre that took place that night, she somehow managed to escape . Now he wants her all to himself and will kill anyone who dares to think otherwise. But what happens if she's that “ ANYONE? ".

On her first day at work, a new colleague uploaded a 500-million-dollar property purchase agreement to the company group chat. The message was accompanied by the caption: “Thanks for the gift for my first day at work, Dad!” She quickly deleted it, following up with, “Sorry, wrong chat!” I frowned, recognizing the contract immediately. It was the same property my father gifted me for my birthday a month ago. Some sharp-eyed colleagues noticed the contract number and chimed in. “I have a relative in real estate. I remember this property. Our chairman bought it recently!” “So, the heiress has joined us to experience life. Forgive your humble servant for not recognizing you!” The chat was soon filled with flattering remarks. Even my stingy and miserly husband joined in. I felt a coldness in my heart and couldn’t help but respond in the group chat, “I recall the president always opposing ostentatious displays of wealth and advocating humility. This heiress seems to veer away from his usual philosophy.” Instead of support, I faced attacks from my husband and others. “Look at you being so poor and petty. How could you ever compare to Grace? Why did I ever marry someone so shortsighted?” “As if you know the president that well! I think you’re just jealous that Grace was born with a silver spoon!” I sneered coldly and, without hesitation, dialed the president’s number right in front of everyone. “Dad, I heard we’re not that close, hmm?”