Majora's Mask Side Quest

I was born a male Omega, but raised as a Beta. I had no scent, no voice, and no freedom. My uncle had killed my parents to seize their company, and I was spared only to serve as a puppet heir. But when my suppressed heat broke through during a public gala, the ruthless Alpha Prince of the North caught my scent. And he didn’t just recognize it. He claimed me. Now, with the kingdom watching, he won’t let me go. But if he learns who I really am… He might protect me—or finish what my uncle started.

Bethany terkejut karena Bella, saudari kembarnya, dikabarkan telah menghilang selama sebulan. Ia pun segera pergi ke apartemen Bella dan menemukan beberapa foto perundungan di apartemen itu. Tanpa pikir panjang, Bethany memilih untuk menyamar sebagai Bella demi mencari tahu apa yang terjadi. Namun, di hari pertama dia menyamar, seorang pria tiba-tiba memanggil nama aslinya. "Siapa kau? Bagaimana kau tahu?" "Bella tidak punya tatto ular sepertimu"

Pesonanya yang tampan dan berkuasa menyimpan sebuah hati dengan dendam yang hebat serta cinta yang begitu kuat. Maukah kau menjadi cinta untuknya? Karena ia membutuhkan seseorang sepertimu... #bythevividred

"Should I take off my clothes now?" she added while staring at me from head to toe. Shit. Why would she ask that in front of me? Wasn't taking off her clothes my job like I always do to the rest of my customers? "No. Just put them on, please." I respectfully retorted before I slid to the bed. Put my backpack on the floor and applied a bit of my wolf's aggression rushing at her. Before I jumped on the bed, I shortly took off my clothes until nothing was left but my undies. "Wait." She quickly muttered partly mixed with regrets. To my surprise, she moved her face and pushed my chest a few inches away from her. "Why?" could not help but ask. "Wasn't this what I am here for? To please you?" I said in an embarrassing tone. It was at this moment I sensed her uncomfortable and regretful expression. I did not come here to get embarrassed. My job was to please her. Unless there was something Joseph forgot to inform me. Never expected this to happen. "No... no! It's just…" she suddenly dropped her gaze from me. "It's just. I'm still a virgin. Please, don't get mad at me." I don't know if it was a perfect opportunity for me to burst out laughing when she almost got me on that note. A virgin wanted to have sex with me. Who on earth would sell her virginity to a person wearing a black facemask?

"I am a monster, Miss Hart. You wouldn't want nor wish to see me..." He is mysterious and brilliant, wealthy and prominent, but no single soul has seen him in person. Well, no one should see him—that's one of his many rules. No one can touch him either; that's another rule. Except for me because I have broken every rule. Now I'm extremely drawn to him. His peculiarity is out of this world, and his beauty is beyond physical. But the Master has demons of his own and is being chased by his brutal past. Suddenly, we've become the reflection of each other's nightmares. I realize that the Master and I are not so different. Is this newly found bond just another uncertain fate that could deepen our wounds, or is it finally going to be our redemption?

The day of my wedding photoshoot, my family's adoptive daughter tugs my veil off and asks loudly, "Aren't you our family's adoptive daughter? What are you doing here? Today's the day Ian and I are supposed to have our wedding photoshoot. Aren't you going to disgrace Ford Group by being here?" In the past, I would've run away in tears. Unfortunately for her, I'd been reborn. I slapped Aspen Miller and retorted, "What right do you have to speak to me? Who do you think you are, having a wedding photoshoot with Adrian? Are you worthy of being associated with Ford Group?"

The mind of protagonist Zea, a woman consumed by a burning desire for revenge against the President of the United States. The reason? Zea's father was executed on orders from the President after he was found guilty of attempting to assassinate him and killing the president's daughter, Mia. Fueled by anger and a deep sense of injustice, Zea spends 15 years meticulously planning her revenge, studying every detail of the President's security and devising a plan to kill him. But as Zea gets closer to her target, she begins to question whether her actions will actually bring her the closure she seeks or simply perpetuate a cycle of violence.

“Don't leave me, Prisley,” Heather pleaded. Prisley was Heath’s assistant and contract lover. Heath saw her as a substitute for his ex. When Heath's ex came back, this once obedient girl tried everything to leave. Only then did Heath realize that he had fallen deeply in love with her. He would never let her go. But Prisley couldn't stand Heather's obsession and controlling nature. She would rather run away with her pregnant belly. Later, Prisley was harmed by a villain, and her fate remained unknown. Heath went crazy looking for her. Will she come back?

Janelle is only but a normal pre-law student living in a small apartment with the rest of her friends for college. Everything was enough for her. Until the time her Professor set her up for an alternative pt, coincidentally being a moot court case of the homicide of her and her group's previous acquaintance. Unknowingly through the knowledge of her professor, the group must put all their efforts into solving the case in order to survive? Checking the actual document, every single one of them was written as potential suspects, even when they didn't know their acquaintance's death just about a minute ago. She trusts all of her friends, but are they to be trusted?

A thirty-year-old office lady, who got into an accident and is now trapped inside a novel series she loves. She was reincarnated into one of the side character extras of the story and meets in person the tyrant magician, the playboy prince, and the clueless female lead of the story.