Let Me Burn

Normal is overrated; that’s what my mom always said. My mom didn’t know the half of it. For 23 years, I thought my biggest problem was being an adopted child of a single mom in a tiny house, then I burst into flames. My first thought was mental breakdown, but that didn’t explain the fact that real flames were put out by real firefighters, so I fled to the city. The plan had been to check myself into a mental hospital, but I’d been too afraid, so I looked for a temporary job while I worked up the courage. My first interview is where things really went off the deep end. I found myself submerged in a world of monsters, and I was one of them. By my 24th birthday, I would supposedly be set into my immortality, with supernatural powers and all. With not one, but two handsome immortals watching out for me, hatred and hostility still lurked around every corner.

For Fola who has been homeschooled all her life, she wanted a normal life far from the demons of her past that she never seems to outgrow and hence, her decision to attend a normal school.Nothing prepares her for the quick and instant friendship with the school's prettiest face, Mojirola which ultimately leads her to Tobi. Her friendship with the two was everything she ever wanted.Except that it might end up becoming her greatest nightmare.

One reckless kiss. One lethal secret. One Boss from Hell! Ariana Vale had a plan: wear a red power suit, ruin her cheating ex’s night, and kiss a gorgeous stranger to prove she’s moved on. It was the perfect performance. Until she walked into work the next morning. The stranger she borrowed isn't just her new CEO, he’s Lucien Blackthorne, an Alpha King with a silver heart and a predatory streak. He’s cold, he’s possessive, and thanks to a viral family group chat, he’s officially "taken" by the girl in the red suit. Now, Ariana is trapped in a corporate empire built on blood and moonlit secrets. Between a vengeful arranged bride and a boss who watches her like his next meal, she has one goal: Survival. But in Lucien’s world, "No" is just a challenge, and "Mine" is a death warrant. She prayed to be too bitter to eat. He decided he liked the taste.

I loved my foster brother, Cayden, for five years—five years of hiding, lying, and choking on the shame that came with every kiss, every touch, every lie. I should have hated myself for it, but I loved him too much for that to matter. I thought we had a future, until his first love, the one who had once shattered him, returned without warning. Suddenly, I was nothing more than a dirty secret. While he smiled at his engagement party, I was lying in a hospital bed, waiting for death, worn down by my heart condition and his cold neglect. I was as good as gone. Until Miles, who would later become my fiancé, saved me. A year later, I came back—with a loving fiancé, a healthy body, and a new life. Cayden seemed broken by my “death,” but all I felt was bitter irony. We were foster siblings, never meant to be together. He was just a mistake from my past, a mistake I swore I’d never repeat. But life didn’t turn out as smooth as I imagined. Miles carried secrets, and Cayden… he wasn’t ready to let me go.

On Children's Day, the most popular social media post is about me. The caption is: "Mr. Shane Norton spends his birthday with his son David Norton and his first love, Ruth Feynman. Has he finally decided to divorce Ayla Sanderson?" I quietly press the "like" button. When my phone rings, I'm in the midst of taking down the balloons I put up for our wedding anniversary. "Honey." My husband sounds anxious as he tries to explain himself. "David suddenly insisted that we go to a theme park, so I—" In the background, I hear David laughing. "Dad, Ruthie says that I can sleep with her tonight!" I look at the mess in the house. The balloons are drooping, and the cream on the cake is congealed. "You don't have to explain," I hear myself say. "I understand." It's just that this time, I don't want you or David any longer, Shane.

The night my family’s rival gang stormed the mafia ball, I was taken as leverage. My boyfriend, Nolan, and my closest friend, Riven, stood only steps away. But they chose to shield my cousin, Anna, instead. I was being saved by a secret man hours later—bruised, shaken, and already forgotten. No one asked what had been done to me. Nolan only said, “Anna was scared. She needed us more.” Days later, Anna invited me to her birthday party. I went out of courtesy—only to watch her cast me as the villain of her story. Nolan and Luca stood by her, protecting her again. That night, I said yes to the marriage alliance my family had prepared years ago. When I left the city, Nolan finally texted—angry, wounded, offended. “You’re really leaving?" I replied with just one line. “You’re more than welcome to my wedding.”

“Ahhh!…. K-uya, masakit!…” naluluhang wika niya habang dahan-dahang pinapasok ng kinakapatid niyang si Hunter ang pagkalal*ki nito sa makipot niyang kweba. “Ako ang bahala, bunso. Magtiwala ka lang sa akin. Alam kong masakit pa ito sa una dahil birhen ka pa, pero pinapangako ko sa’yo… I’ll be gentle...” "Kuyaaa!!!... Ang sakit talaga, ayaw ko na, please! huhuhuh!!!..." Parang bata siya kung umiyak. Well, bata pa naman talaga siya… ‘Yun sana ang araw ng pagiging ganap niyang dalaga dahil 18th birthday niya sa gabing iyon. "Hindi ko na pwedeng hugutin… naipasok ko na ang kalahati… ahhhh… ang sikip kasi!…" wika ni Hunter sa ibabaw niya pero lalo cyang umiyak. Humugot muna ito ng malalim na hininga bago bumaba sa ibabaw nya at tumabi ng higa. “Sorry, bunso… di ko na itutuloy. Pero promise me, akin ka na ha? Hihintayin kita. ‘Wag kang magnobyo ng iba sa Manila… akin ka lang.” Hinahaplos nito ang kanyang mukha, pinunasan ang mga luhang lumabas mula sa kanyang mga mata. “Sorry na, bunso… shhh. Don’t cry, Baby. I will take care of you. I promise, akin ka na, papanagutan kita sa pagdating ng panahon. From now on, you’re mine!” Humihikbi cyang nagtakip ng kumot sa hubad na katawan nya. Siya si Yasmin Therese Ledesma, at kinakapatid niya si Hunter Rosales. Debut party nya iyon… araw ng pagiging ganap nyang dalaga... at iyon din ang gabi ng pagkawasak ng pagkababa*e niya! Paano nya haharapin ang mga darating pang araw kasama ang kinakapatid na si Hunter? At paano naman siya seseryosohin nito kung titibo-tibo cya?

Bagaimana jadinya, jika kita harus terjebak di dalam kisah cinta suami dan sahabat baik kita. Sakit. Itulah yang harus di rasakan Kanaya, seorang istri yang harus selalu mengalah dan tabah atas takdirnya. Haruskah ia bertahan untuk sakit, atau berpisah untuk bahgaia?

Kaelani spent her life believing she was wolfless. Cast out by her pack. Forgotten by the Lycans. She lived among humans—quiet, invisible, tucked away in a town no one looked at twice. But when her first heat comes without warning, everything changes. Her body ignites. Her instincts scream. And something primal stirs beneath her skin— summoning a big, bad Alpha who knows exactly how to quench her fire. When he claims her, it’s ecstasy and ruin. For the first time, she believes she’s been accepted. Seen. Chosen. Until he leaves her the next morning— like a secret never to be spoken. But Kaelani is not what they thought. Not wolfless. Not weak. There is something ancient inside her. Something powerful. And it’s waking. And when it does— they’ll all remember the girl they tried to erase. Especially him. She’ll be the dream he keeps chasing… the one thing that ever made him feel alive. Because secrets never stay buried. And neither do dreams.

Freya Salvatore was a young lady who believed everyone has their own freedom of speech. She was never the type to get bullied by others, she was totally a hard nut to crack. But what happens when that believes of hers landed her into a big trouble. She fell into the trap of a cold, heartless, and ruthless mafia lord, who has no sympathy for humanity Noah Maxwell who was the leader of a mafia gang, who his face was hidden by a mask. The world greatest terrorist. A sex manaic. Would he bend Freya to his bidding or will it be the other way round? Find out!