Luxury Marble Chess Sets

Raya is an orphaned young lady who is struggling to make ends meet. Kaan is an introvert and a workaholic but quite a successful businessman, pressured by his family to produce an heir as he is the last in line of old lycan kings still thriving in the modern world. As Kaan's family sets him up with blind dates and not-so-blind ones, which makes him suffer internally, he is finally at his wit's end. By a stroke of luck, he meets Raya again...the girl who, incidentally, he doesn't mind having around because he knows they have something in common. She wishes upon stars, just like he does. Both desperate and in need of help, they agree to benefit from their friendship by being pretend 'mates'. Only, it is very hard to remain friends...when they seem so perfect for each other.

Belle met Storm on one cold night. Just like his name, he came into her life like a raging storm. Tingin pa lang nito ay gusto na niyang tumakbo—tumakbo patungo sa mga bisig nitong unang pagkikita pa lang ang nagbigay na ng kakaibang init sa kanya. She surrendered her whole to him. She believed that Storm was her fated mate and he marked her on the same night that they first met. But what if Storm is not serious about her? And, Storm was not his name because he was Asule Shun! The ruthless leader of Black Eagle Pack. Will Belle regret giving herself to Asule or will she still choose to be with him even if she knew that she was just one of the pieces on his chess?

I was in a car accident while saving my brothers. However, instead of gratitude, they urged the doctors to amputate my legs. "Carol, we're sorry," they said through tears. "We're useless… but don't worry. Even if we have to sell our blood or our kidneys, we'll make sure you're taken care of." Right after surgery, they abandoned me in a shabby apartment. Blood seeped through the sheets as they looked at me with teary eyes—then left in a hurry, claiming they needed to earn money for my treatment. I did not want to drag them down anymore. Enduring the pain, I crawled to the rooftop of a tall building, planning to end my life. That's when I saw it—inside a luxury hotel, a grand celebration was taking place. My brothers were there doting on another girl. She was eating an extravagant cake I had never even dreamed of, wearing a designer princess gown worth a fortune, sparkling with jewels. Everyone called her the Smith family's one and only princess. They had even hired a world-class symphony orchestra to play Happy Birthday just for her. While I lay bleeding in a dingy apartment, they would not spend a few dollars on bandages for me. I watched as my eldest brother gently fed her cake, his eyes full of tenderness. "Jasmine, only you deserve to be our one and only little sister." The second brother placed a tiara on her head with care. "Even for the smallest birthday, we won't let you suffer a single moment of disappointment." The third knelt to help her into a pair of crystal shoes. "Jasmine, you're our most precious darling." Then, standing on the stage, Jasmine held up the black credit card they had gifted her and smiled sweetly. "Brothers," she said, "Carol lost her legs saving you. Maybe you should go see how she's doing?" My eldest brother let out a mocking laugh. "She's not worth it. Now that she's crippled, she'll never be able to compete with you again. She got what she deserved."

When my husband, Louis Banks, was caught in a traffic accident, I was at an interview out of town. By the time I got to the hospital, he had already been declared dead, and was sent to the crematorium. Hearing the news, I fainted on the spot. When I woke up again, I was greeted by the court coming to enforce the auction of all our assets. The reason was that Louis' company had gone into financial troubles, leaving us in massive debt, and I was the only legal representative of the company. Many years later, I found myself begging in the snow with a cracked bowl, and I nearly got run over by a luxury car. To my surprise, the one in the driver's seat was none other than Louis, who was supposed to be dead ages ago! Dressed in designer brands and holding another woman in his arms, he jeered at my filthy stench and appearance, even kicking my bowl to pieces. "You're still alive, huh? I was worried that I couldn't trick someone who graduated from a bigshot university, but you were dumb enough to believe it without questioning it for a second!" He laughed, sneering as he continued, "Thanks for working so hard for us, hahaha!" His words filled me with so much anger that I died on the spot, my eyes glaring at him even in death. Little did I expect that when I came to, I found myself back on the day of his accident!

My husband, a surgeon, committed a fatal error during surgery. In despair at the loss of his patient's life, he chose the ultimate escape via sleeping pills on the very same night. By the time I reached his side, his ice-cold body was already being carted into the morgue. His death set the beginning of my tragedy. The patient's family, consumed by grief and rage, turned their wrath on me. Their cruel vengeance eventually took my life. As my spirit left me, I came to witness a shocking revelation. My supposedly dead husband was, in truth, alive and well! While I suffered, he enjoyed a life of luxury with his mistress and his new family. He had it all—sleek fancy cars, a stately mansion, and a mountain of wealth. The discovery burned me with rage. So furious I was, I couldn't rest in peace. When I opened my eyes again, I awoke not in the afterlife, but on the day my husband faked his death. I had returned…

Dr. Adrian Foster had once walked away from a life of privilege and prestige—a life filled with influence, elite circles, and constant surveillance. Tired of the suffocating weight of status, he chose a path of quiet simplicity, leaving behind the security details and luxury convoys that followed his every move. He married into the Lane family, hoping for peace. But for three long years, he endured mistreatment, scorn, and humiliation. His wife’s family saw him as nothing more than a burden—slapped, insulted, and misunderstood at every turn. Even Lyra, the woman he loved, betrayed him. Blinded by ambition, she chased after another wealthy man, convinced that Adrian had nothing to offer—that he wasn’t worthy of her or her dreams. But the Adrian they dismissed is not the man he truly is. Now, the time has come for him to reclaim everything he once left behind. No longer hiding, no longer silent—Adrian will rise. And those who mocked him, belittled him, and cast him aside… will soon understand who he really is. They will regret underestimating him. They will witness his return. And they will kneel.

Destiny, an 18-year-old girl, has not left her castle for years, ever since her mother was killed by demons sent by Lucifer. Determined to avenge her mother’s death, she sets out on a quest to kill Lucifer himself and rid the world of demons. Before she can face Lucifer, Destiny must attend the academy, where she will be chosen to enter the Underworld—a place where all evil resides. Alongside her companions Lex, June, Nixton, Kelvin, and Gold, Destiny embarks on a dangerous journey into a world of destruction, facing untold perils and discovering the adventure of a lifetime.

After being looked down upon for years by his in-laws and wife because he comes from a poor immigrant family, Amias Richardson Lee, sets out to destroy their ivory tower by going to South Korea and not coming back until he is the richest and most successful actor on earth.

Carefree and impulsive, Ora was never the one to play by the rules. She is unaffected by the ambitions that plague the world of witches. That is until she is betrayed by a werewolf. Having nothing to lose, she sets out on a path marred with hatred and revenge. Can she stop herself before it is too late?

To let Alpha Duncan's first love become the mother of our son, my husband didn’t hesitate to commit perjury in court and personally send me, his wife, to prison. Four years later, after I was released, just as I was starting to regain hope for life, dozens of luxury cars showed up at the prison gate, with two people stepping out. “How could you?! How could you do something so evil?! You should never have been my mom. I wish Auntie Ashley has always been my mother!” My heart broke. Seeing my husband and son again, I felt like they were real demons, turning me away so easily. Just then, the little boy beside me stepped forward. “Don’t bully Mommy!” Hearing this, my biological son angrily asked, “Who are you calling ‘mommy’?! I’m her only son!” I didn’t want to deal with them or explain anything. I just wanted to live a good life with my Justin. I crouched down, hugged him, comforted him in saying, “Justin, there’s nothing to say to these people... We’re overstaying our welcome. Come on.” “Halt right there!”