Lapu Lapu Real Name

After being kidnapped at birth from her pack, Zaire is left on the doorsteps of a human couple. Raised by them, she has no idea who she is, until her father is hired as a principal in a prestigious high school. What she doesn’t know is that she’s coming back to her home. Connor is a human living on the Red Rose pack. Falling in love with a she-wolf was not going to be easy, as she learns she’s his best friend’s mate. Heartbroken and with a bad temper, he takes it out on Zaire by insulting her. As punishment, Margery, his best friend and witch of the pack, is forced to curse him by turning him into a wolf, adding to the curse a forced matebond with Zaire. What will happen when a real bond is formed between them and when he finds out she is the one he can’t live without? Will the Alpha’s daughter accept fate and fall in love with him, or will it all come crashing down on them?

I often wonder whether I was cursed as a child since the amount of bad luck in my life seems almost supernatural. I've been called a computer genius, but to most, my true talent remains unknown. I've been called beautiful, but I tend to hide my looks behind tons of insecurities and loose clothing… After I broke up with my cheating boyfriend, my crappy job seemed like the only stable thing in my life… until I lost that last thing as well. The source of my tragedy had a name—Killian Blair. My bad luck stuck again and my high school bully became the newly appointed CEO of the company I worked for. Naturally, his first decision was to fire me and my entire department, ruining my life just like in school. I wasn't sure whether the fact he didn't recognize me was a blessing or a curse, but I was determined never to meet him again. Unfortunately, my fate had other plans… First, Killian managed to save me from an uncomfortable situation with my ex, and a moment later, I was rumored to be his girlfriend! But then the tables turned. The mighty CEO needed to avoid scandals at all costs, even if it meant convincing me to act as if we were in a relationship. “Name your price.” A smug smirk danced on his lips. “Do you want your job back?" “Make me a director in your company. Only then will I act as your loving girlfriend.” I thought he would never agree to my bold demand. I underestimated his determination… “Deal,” he answered simply and fixed his eyes on me. “Just remember, Josephine Clairmont, you can't go back on your word. Once you sign the contract, you belong to me.”

Bella looked at Alexander with watery eyes as he threatened her with murderous glare. "Enough is enough" Alexander growled. "You have already fucked up my life bitch... If you tried to do anything again then I'll forget about the deal." He threatened. Bella looked around embarrassed, she doesn't want people to hear anything and make fun of her. She is not fond of rich party animals. Alexander looked at her hatefully and walked out. Bella fixed her dress and makeup and walked out to join the party with her husband like nothing has happened. She tried to force a smile, Alexander was already behaving like a loving husband in front of people. She looked at Alexander with sad eyes, thinking will this man ever realise that Bella is not his real wife. She is just doppelganger of his evil wife. Alexander hates his wife but how will he react when he will realise that the woman beside him is someone else who looks like his wife.

"Every girl has dreams of meeting Prince Charming, or at least I know I did. A fairy tale-like meeting of love at first sight. Real life and fairy tales are very different. I’m just a small town Indiana girl that had a chance encounter with one of Hollywood’s golden boys. You may think you know where this story goes—not even close. Life is different. Marriage is hard. It’s even worse when you’re strangers. ""Weston is mine. Dibs!"" - Carey Heywood, NYT and USA Today Bestselling Author"

Lisa Amalia, penulis novel tak terkenal, sedang menjalani liburan ketika tengah mengalami kebuntuan menulis. Tetapi dia malah terjebak di tengah pulau terpencil bersama seorang pria yang begitu menarik di matanya. Situasi dan kondisi pun membuat keduanya terlibat hubungan fisik yang lebih dari seharusnya. Sekembalinya ke Jakarta, Lisa baru mengetahui bahwa pria itu ternyata Vincent Alessio. Bukan pria sembarangan. Dia CEO Sutomo Land Corporation, sebuah perusahaan real estate terkemuka. Lisa pun menjebak Vincent dengan sebuah kontrak agar mereka bisa tinggal bersama. Tujuan sebenarnya adalah untuk melakukan observasi dan ‘riset’ secara riil, tentang bagaimana kehidupan sensual seorang CEO untuk kebutuhan naskah novelnya. Namun, keduanya malah terlibat dalam hubungan yang sarat romansa, panas dan menggelora, meskipun tanpa cinta. Tanpa cinta? Benarkah demikian?

Amelie Never thought that her life could get any worse until she was drugged and sent to the bed of the world's richest man by her conniving stepsister and stepmother. Zacharie LaCroix is the world’s richest man. He has everything that could make a man envious and make women drool. Yet rarely did they know that Zacharie had secretly suffered from a strange illness for years, which leaves him with numerous strange scars all over his body when he has a relapse. All that changes after a steamy night with Amelie. Amelie seemed to be the cure for his strange illness. However, Zacharie didn't notice that at that moment. He walked away from the room without bothering to inquire about her name, leaving her stepmother and stepsister a chance to get rid of her. They tossed her body off a bridge in the middle of the night, believing that they had won... But Eight years later, Amelie returns with two cute babies and she wants nothing more than revenge.

I was an orphan being adopted by a simple family. My dad was a driver of a very powerful businessman. My mom was one of their maids. She was in fact their lady butler. This family with gazillion bank accounts had an only heir, drop dead gorgeous young billionaire, Albert Michaels. He was always the talk of the news both in mainstream and social media along with either a popular pop star diva or a hubristic socialite with voluptuous body and kittenish voice. I, Samantha Reynolds, one of their servants had been stealthily trailing him since the day that I stepped in their grand top of a kind living room. His stone cold aloof aura as he stared at me everytime he caught me gawking at him made him even more attractive and charming than he already was. Till one rainy night, a magical or should I say disaster happened. Arriving at home late and intoxicated while I was busy wiping the glass tea table, he was almost dropping himself on the cold marble floor. Guiding him towards his room, his heaviness was weighing up my petite body. Till we both dropped on his king sized bed with me under him. His glassy eyes tingling my long time desire. His warm rims made me want to wrap them with mine. Till time stood still as the rain continued pouring engulfing the atmosphere with its coldness while him covering me with his burning libido. As we both reached the top, he called a name, ''Madeline!'' D*mn!

When paranormal romance writer Theia discovers that everything she has written is true and the supernatural world is real her life is changed forever. And the very handsome Alpha werewolf Dominic, that is the subject of her latest book, is real and she is his fated mate. And they both know that Dominic couldn't possibly have a human as his Luna, especially not one as weak as Theia, who is also suffering from a debilitating illness. But Dominic's resolve to leave Theia alone is tested when Theia's very gift of foresight proves to be a curse, as others seek to use her power for their own gain and puts Theia in mortal danger as she becomes hunted. Will love and fate be enough for the couple? Or will the gift that brought them together be the one that keeps them apart? And will the same gift protect Theia from the danger that awaits her? Or can she use it to save herself and the people she loves?

When I went to reissue my mate certificate, the Werewolf Affairs Division told me, "Your mate certificate is a forgery. We have no record of your registration." I stared at the clerk, unable to believe what I was hearing. "But Sam and I registered five years ago. That's impossible. Could you please check again?" The clerk gave me a look before double-checking the files. "We found Alpha Sam's record. But the registered mate… isn't you." My voice trembled. "Then who is Sam's legal mate?" The clerk didn't hesitate. "Lily." I gripped the back of the chair, white-knuckled, just to keep myself upright. Until the clerk had spoken that name, I'd still held on to hope. Maybe it was a clerical error. A mix-up. But of all people, it had to be Lily, Sam's childhood friend. And suddenly, everything started to make sense. In five years of being Sam's mate, he had never marked me. We'd only held a mating ceremony—no certificate, no legal bond. I had given up everything for that ceremony, poured all my hope and love into it, believing I was his, only to find the certificate was fake. The five years I'd thought were mine—our happiness—had all been a lie, crafted and upheld by appearances. If none of it was truly mine, then there's only one thing left for me to do. Leave.

“It’s our anniversary today. I planned our day together,” I declare. “I have work to do,” “But I asked your PA to clear your schedule for the day,” “That’s the thing. You made plans behind my back without talking to me about it first, Ariel,” He then walks past me and walks out of the closet. “I thought I was doing something nice for you – for us at least. You have always worked so hard, so at least take this day off with me. We never got to celebrate our wedding anniversary,” I rebuke. He decides not to say anything. He opens his bag on the couch facing our bed and takes out a white A4 envelope, tossing it on the little table in the middle of our room. “Is it so hard for you to read the room all the time? How would you celebrate a wedding anniversary when there is no love between us? Are you not tired of all this pretence because I am!" He chastises. "That’s for you. Sign it so that we can get it over and done with,” With that said, he puts on his black sunglasses and walks out of the room. Only then do I breathe out the air I didn’t even know I was holding. I’m confused and, most of all, hurt. I didn’t see this coming. I drop my eyes on the envelope with bold printed letters of the name of the law firm our lawyer works at.