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The night before our wedding, my Alpha, Charlie, was attacked by rogue wolves on his way to pick up my wedding dress. He survived, but the doctor diagnosed him with severe PTSD and no memory of me. Any mention of our wedding made him collapse. Around the same time, I found out I was pregnant. "Perhaps the child’s arrival might awaken the part of him that truly loves you," the doctor said. I clung to that hope，until I overheard them at the pack training grounds. "Faking PTSD to dodge the wedding? Damn, Charlie, that’s next-level." One of his brothers laughed. "You really pulled it off, man. Playing the tragic Alpha just to shake off that boring little fiancée? Genius." "Shut up!" Charlie snapped, but there was no real anger in his tone. "I love Eve. I’m only lying to her this once. Let me have my fun at The Velvet Bite a little longer, and then I’ll marry her." "Especially her cousin, Lisa," another voice jeered. "Damn, Charlie—a brothel and the fiancée’s family? That’s low, even for you." Charlie chuckled. "You don’t get it. Those women… I can’t live without that feeling. It’s addictive." My hands shook as I tore the ultrasound report into pieces. Without a word, I turned and walked away. That night, at the pack hospital, I made an appointment for an abortion.

Sa gabi ng kanilang wedding anniversarry ay iba ang katabi ng asawa ni Czarina na si Jasper sa kanilang kama, pinagmalupitan siya ng byenan at higit sa lahat ay diniborsyo ng asawa. Ilang taon niya ring tiniis ang pagiging cold at halos walang pakialam na pagtrato sa kaniya ni Jasper, sa kaniya'y kaya niya pang magtiis kahit gaano katagal basta't kasama lang ang asawa. Mahal niya ito at handang ibigay ang lahat. Ngunit ng ito na ang magtulak sa kaniya papalayo ay wala na siyang nagawa, tinanggap niya 'yon ngunit hindi ang tungkol sa pagkawala ng bata sa kaniyang sinapupunan. Kung hindi siya in-stress ng asawa't pisikal na sinaktan ay baka hindi siya nakunan. Subalit ang nangyaring 'yon ang siyang nagpamulat sa kaniyang mga mata. Pinirmahan niya ang papel ng diborsyo't nilisan ang tahanan. Ngunit ang hindi niya alam ay may isang mayaman, gwapo at matipunong lalaki ang nag-aabang sa kaniyang paglaya. Inalok siya ng kasal ng bilyonaryong si Alexander James Ford. Tinanggap niya 'yon at piniling magbagong buhay, subalit mukhang hindi papayag ang tadhana na siya ay maging masaya agad. Dahil muli ay nagbabalik ang kaniyang dating asawa't handang gawin ang lahat upang makuha siyang muli. "Binabawi ko ang akin, Mr. Ford," umiigting ang pangang turan ni Jasper sa harapan ni Alexander. "Well, goodluck Mr. Clarkson. 'Cause I don't share," siyang naging sagot ni Alexander sa lalaking hinarang siya sa kaniyang dinaraanan.

Labis ang kagalakan na naramdaman ni Camila Villarazon sa kaniyang puso nang sa wakas ay nagkaroon siya ng pagkakataong maging asawa ng lalaking matagal na niyang lihim na minamahal, si Juancho Buenvenidez. Nasa rurok ng kaniyang buhay, piniling iwan ni Camila ang lahat para lamang makasama ang lalaking minamahal. But the thing is, Juancho didn't want her at all. Nilihim nilang dalawa ang ugnayan sa isa't-isa ayon sa kagustuhan ng lalaki sa loob ng tatlong taon. Nang bumalik sa eksena ang unang babaeng minahal ni Juancho, walang ibang nagawa si Camila kundi ang umalis na lang, tila ba ito rin ang gumising sa kaniyang katangahan, gustuhin man nitong magsisi ay huli na ang lahat. She filed a divorce agreement. Who would have thought that after the divorce, she would reach the peak of her life more? She is well-known in her field as the top designer named, Sunshine. Ngunit sa kabila ng kaniyang tagumpay, tila ba pinaglalaruan pa rin ito ng tadhana dahil sa palaging pagtatagpo ng mga landas nila ng dating kabiyak. Her ex-husband loves teasing her even after they've separated. Tuluyan nga kayang mabura ang pag-ibig ni Camila para kay Juancho o mas lalo pa itong titindi dahil sa mapaglarong tadhana?

Everyone thought Isabelle Monroe was just a washed-up actress clinging to a loveless marriage. Her husband cheated. Her own son called the other woman “Mommy.” Still, she smiled through it all, desperately trying to fix her perfect family. Until the day both her husband and son told her she was a nuisance and they didn’t want her anymore. Thrown out of her own home, humiliated and replaced, Isabelle walks away with nothing but her pride. But just when the world erased her name, he appeared. Riven Thorne, a powerful, enigmatic and far too familiar man offers her comfort, a contract, and a cold little girl who won’t speak to anyone but her. He gives Isabelle another chance. Not just at motherhood... but at revenge, fame, and love. Now she’s back on screen, headlines are begging for her name, and the same people who mocked her are clawing to be on her side. She tells herself it’s all pretend… The husband. The marriage. But then… Her new daughter clings to her hand. Her son cries and calls her “Mommy” again. And her fake husband starts feeling all too real. Isabelle starts to wonder— Is this fate’s way of rewriting her story?

Because my father's childhood sweetheart's daughter was accidentally burned, my father was angry and locked me in the fire house where werewolf criminals were punished. The Beta of the pack, my father, looked at me with disgust written all over his face: "I don't have such a cruel daughter. You'll stay here and reflect on what you've done." I begged loudly for mercy, admitted my mistake, pleading for him to let me out. All I got in return was his merciless command. "Unless she's dead, no one is to release her." The fire house stood isolated at the edge of the territory. No matter how much I screamed for help, no one could hear me. He assigned the housekeeper to set the room to spray fire every 2 hours. The burns were excruciating, my werewolf healing barely keeping me alive between sessions. Ten days later, he finally remembered he had a daughter and decided to let me out. But what he didn't know was that I had already died in that fire house, never to wake again.

Introduction At my mating ceremony with Blake Morrison, the Alpha heir I'd loved for eight years, his childhood sweetheart texted him a pregnancy test photo. He didn't hesitate for a second. He canceled our mating ceremony and rushed off to take care of his childhood sweetheart. After he left the ceremony hall, his childhood sweetheart posted photos on the big screen behind me. Photos of the two of them tangled together in my bedroom. Then Blake sent me a message: "I was drunk that night. Ivy is carrying my child, and I need to be there for her." "She wanted to hide the pregnancy and raise the pup alone, but she's an Omega. It's too hard for an Omega to raise a child by herself, especially when she's competing to be the Pack's Head Healer... I can't ruin her future, and I can't abandon an innocent life." "You're an Alpha wolf. High-ranking wolves don't get pregnant easily, and you've always wanted children quickly, right? After she gives birth, I'll arrange for her to study advanced healing at the Alliance. You can raise the child, and they'll only know you as their mother." When I didn't reply, he added another message: "The official marking and re-scheduling our mating ceremony will have to wait until after Ivy gives birth." I stared at my phone screen, laughing until my eyes burned with tears. I was the only Alpha heiress of the Stormfang Pack, the strongest pack in Southern territories. Did he really think that I had no choice but to pick him as my mate? I dialed the Alpha King Kane Blackwood's number directly: "Are you still willing to be my mate?"

Gretel, er, I mean, Gabriella Salazar finds temptation and desperation to be too great and breaks into a wicked witch’s—uh, that is—a pretentious, rich woman’s condo, only to discover she’s not the only one with a B & E fetish. The twist is that the mysterious, handsome Hansel to her Gretel who has also stolen into the same apartment is anything but brotherly, and the two strangers find themselves lip-locked before the evening is over. Now Gabby and her new, aggravating accomplice must get crafty and work together to free themselves and everyone they hold dear from a mad woman’s clutches.But breaking and entering never ends with a happily ever after. Right?

After being reincarnated as the villain in a story where everyone doted on the heroine, the system appeared. It told me that if I could win over any one of the male leads, I would regain a healthy body and return to my original world. But I failed to win over any of them. There was my adoptive brother, the fake heir, who grew up with me. My rebellious high school deskmate, the real heir, who became a boxer. And my childhood sweetheart, the genius surgeon. Even my own son, whom I carried for ten months. Without exception, they all fell in love with that cold, stubborn damsel while growing to deeply despise me. The system sighed and told me that if I could die at the hands of any one of the male leads, I would be able to see my parents in the original world. In the end, I used every method possible and was finally killed by them, with their own hands. But why did they all go mad afterward?

The day I went to try on my wedding suit, a stranger stormed into the VIP fitting room and drove a knife into my gut. "Sleeping with my woman, and you dare wear a suit this expensive?" He ripped my shirt into ribbons with a wild grin and threw sulfuric acid straight at me. The knife was buried deep in my abdomen. Pain ripped through me as I collapsed. He yanked my hair, forcing my head up. "Susan Lefebvre is my wife. What the hell are you? Just some filthy side piece hiding in the shadows!" Blood dripped from my fingertips as the truth sank in. The fiancée I'd loved for seven years had been cheating on me all along. "What are you staring at?" He sneered. "Even if I kill you, no one can touch me. My wife runs this city!" Watching that arrogant face twist in triumph, I took out my phone with a trembling, blood-soaked hand and dialed my sister. "Allison," I said, my voice cold and calm. "Come pick me up at the bridal salon. And tell the Lefebvres that the engagement is off."

"A contract??" Her eyes squinted, amused at the papers right in front of her. Her arranged husband was being ridiculous and unreasonable, but since they had no feelings or whatsoever for each other, she didn't object and sign the papers. Where as she was finding it hard to cope with her loneliness in the house, Lucas was outside having fun with his mistresses. Jasmine had to endure the pains, atleast for her grandfather's sake. He was on a sick bed now, giving him a bad news about her marriage wasn't a good decision. What happened when her grandfather died? Jasmine requested for Divorce and shocked her husband. He never saw it coming but Jasmine didn't care and was set to move on with life now instead of continuously being locked up like his scape goat. What happened when she finally left the house?