Meaning Hall

"You need to give me three every day, that's the only way you can have me as your husband" "Three, what?! K-?" "Yes, . Sound easy to do, right?" He smirk and lean closer to me "Not unless you wanted more than just a " "W-What do you mean by that?" "Just so you know, I can accept more but not less of what I ask from you" --- Herravie is the only woman who's using the name Costello for the sake of revenge. For her, the only reason she was born is to die. Her existence only means one thing- vengeance. But her life suddenly turn upside down when she accepted the mission given to her related to the death of her real parents. She must pretend to be someone, for her to become the wife of Sain Czar Ildefonso. She needs to spy on him and then kill him afterward. She thought it was a very easy task to do. She just has to be his wife for everyone's eyes and then kill him. She doesn't need to waste a sweat to please him. But things become out of control when suddenly it turns out that he is the bane of the meaning of her existence and she becomes the subject of all his desire. Will she be able to complete her mission or end up defying everything that was planned just because of a three ? The three dangerous .

“Lily Myles, what is the meaning of this??!! How can you accept the marriage proposal of your sister's fiance when I, your own fiance, is standing right here?! What sort of embarrassment and disrespect is this??!!!" Aiden bit out in rage. “I told you I forgave you.” Lily whispered. Her eyes glistened as she slipped the ring onto her finger with a smirk on her face. “I never said I’d forget.” When Lily Myles catches her fiancé in bed with her own sister, her world shatters in an instant. Everything… the wedding, the future, her sense of worth turns to ashes. But she isn’t the only one betrayed. Ethan Cole, a secret billionaire, her sister’s fiancé, discovers that the woman he planned to marry was sharing her heart and her body with another man. When pain brings them together, vengeance becomes their common language. Aria and Ethan strike an unholy pact, to ruin the ones who destroyed them. To make their betrayers taste humiliation, heartbreak, and loss. But as the line between revenge and desire blurs, something dangerous begins to grow between them. He was supposed to be her partner in payback not the man she dreams about. She was supposed to help him destroy love, not teach him how to feel it again. Now, revenge has a price neither of them expected: their hearts.

Before the engagement ceremony takes place, my fiance, Vincenzo Rizzi, makes a formal announcement on the deck of a cargo ship docked at the new harbor. Apparently, my younger stepsister, Sofia Russo, will become his legitimate wife. Vincenzo has an arm wrapped around Sofia's waist. As they stand beneath the spotlight, Vincenzo smiles tenderly at her. "According to the mafioso's rules, only those who have received the core elders' acknowledgment shall become the Madre of the family. Others are nothing but lovers and mistresses." Under the family elders' blessings, Vincenzo gives Sofia a black diamond necklace. Then, they exchange vows with each other and are now engaged. I just watch the ceremony take place quietly. Then, I make an appointment to have an abortion. I have loved Vincenzo since I was 16 years old. I'm 28 years old now, meaning I've been in love with him for 12 years. Yet, Sofia is the only one he has ever loved. In that case, I choose to let go of him once and for all. After that, I travel to a hidden safehouse located in Sombral. All I've left for Vincenzo is a letter stating the termination of our engagement and a farewell gift. But the man, who has never shown concern toward me this whole time, ends up breaking down to the point he doesn't even have the mood to deal with his family matters.

My whole body began to quiver as I looked up at Ryan who wore a smug or was it? I couldn't tell as my vision was blurred with tears. "What is the meaning of this?" I questioned still in disbelief. Where had it all gone wrong??!. "It's exactly what it says in the paper, Ciara" "And what is that?" I stubbornly inquired. It was as if I didn't want to believe what the paper read until Ryan says it. A part of me still wanted to fight for whatever we still had left. But then he'd said it. Ryan had uttered those words I so desperately dreaded," I want a divorce, Ciara" *** Ciara is the heiress to her father's company but she left all of that to be in a contract marriage with Ryan. It was supposed to be a 'no-strings-attached' kind of feeling but, she couldn't help but fall in love with him. Just when she wanted to start a clean slate on their first anniversary, she was handed a divorce paper. Ryan is a billionaire and a man with a hardened heart. He never saw Ciara as something more than just a 'fake wife' who was willing to help him out with a case. Deciding that he had had enough, Ryan hands Ciara a divorce paper setting himself free from her. But on his way to the office of the new investor of his company one day, he is overcomed by a welling shock that the name of his new investor was Ciara. The same Ciara he'd once known. What happens when this two duo meets for the first time since their rough divorce? Find out!

*COMPLETED*Ariana Ferrer served as the King's Concubine assistant in the Arcadia Kingdom. Her parents sent her to work at the palace without celebrating her eighteenth birthday. They cast her out like she's not part of the family. One night, when Amaya, King Markus' concubine screamed in her bed and died when someone slashed her throat without mercy, they took Ariana from her room and force her to pledge herself as guilty for killing Amaya. King Markus agreed to kill her in the Kingdom hall outside the palace. Ariana did nothing but to prove her innocence to the King by begging him to set her free and Markus accepted and forgave her in just one condition. She would be his new partner in bed every night and Ariana accepted his offer even she's innocent about it. After one month of being the King's slave and concubine, the Kingdom of Arcadia had been attacked by the savage Rogues. Everyone weak got killed but Ariana managed to survive. King Markus died because of illness. After two months, Ariana found a guy named Arem and they fell in love and got married until one night, under the full moon, she found herself under the thick white fur of a wolf. She got scared and ran away from her husband. The scared She-wolf ran away from her said Kingdom and she was never been found until Anika Perez appeared in the present time. She's dominant and possessive you'll ever know as a Luna. She's stone-hearted until she met Argus Mateo, a man with a kind heart and willing to do anything just to tamed his found mate Anika. Will Ariana, a soft She-wolf be seen again from the past or will she forever be the duplicate luna of the modern time?

In the Sinclair pack, I had always been different. Years ago, my grandfather saved the Elder’s life. To repay that debt, the Elder promised that one of his grandsons would become my mate. In my first life, on the night of the Blood Moon, he asked me, “Evelyn, who will you choose?” Blushing, I pointed to the brightest star of the tribe, Andrew Sinclair. But after our wedding, he kept me at a distance. I was confused—until one night, I opened the wrong door. Andrew was on one knee, clutching my cousin Clara’s portrait as if it were his lifeline. His body moved in a way that made my heart twist. My world collapsed. He had never loved me. His heart—his desire—had always belonged to her. Darkness swallowed me, body and soul. My husband lied to me and betrayed the oath we had sworn to the Moon Goddess. The cruel truth broke me, and sickness followed. I died with his child inside me—alone. But the moon gave me another chance. I woke again on that same night. The Elder smiled down at me. Four portraits lay before him. “Evelyn, tonight is your twenty-first rite. Who will you choose?” “You’ve always chased Andrew,” he said kindly. “It must be him—” “No!” The hall fell silent. “Grandfather… I don’t want Andrew.” In panic, I snatched a portrait. “I want him!” The boy on the page wore black. His skin was pale, his lips curved in a mad, crooked smile. William Sinclair. The sick wolf. The one everyone mocked. But I remembered how he had tried to help me find a good doctor. He was the only one who had cared about me when I was dying. And yes—this time, I chose him.

I knew perfectly well that people from the Emirates do not eat pork. Yet this time, I watched in silence as my husband's childhood sweetheart insisted on placing a pork dish on the table. In fact, I even supported her decision. In my past life, when our company hosted a welcome banquet for powerful investors from the Emirates, she had been desperate to flaunt her cooking. Against all reason, she forced a pork dish onto the menu. I stopped her then. I explained that pork was forbidden by religious belief, and that offending the investors could cost us everything. If they withdrew their funding, the company's finances would collapse overnight. She took my warning as jealousy. In a fit of rage, she ran out of the banquet hall and was struck by a car, leaving her in a permanent vegetative state. I thought my husband would break down. Instead, he remained calm, stayed through the dinner, and secured the investment in surprisingly calmness. The truth revealed itself later. After the company went public, he brought me abroad under the guise of business, only to drag me onto a medical ship in international waters. As my kidney was cut from my body, I cried and asked him why. His answer came with a slap. "If you hadn't been jealous back then... If you hadn't tried to sabotage her, she wouldn't have ended up like that." I died in agony on the operating table. After my death, he used the money from selling my organs to cure his beloved childhood sweetheart, and the two of them went on to live rich, comfortable lives together. And then I opened my eyes again, back to the very day she decided to serve pork to the clients.

Ninety-nine lashes. That was the price of loving the Alpha’s son. Bettoni Williams gave everything to Ardon. Her heart. Her trust. Her dignity. In return, he accused her of witchcraft, stripped her of her rank, and watched as she was whipped ninety-nine times in the public square. Broken, disowned, and demoted to a Gamma, Bettoni swore she would never trust a royal again. She planned to rot in the slums, to remain invisible and forgotten. But fate, and a bored Alpha Commander, had other plans. When the kingdom's most feared war hero, Commander Zachery, returns home, Alpha Jaceon fills the grand hall with silk-dressed noblewomen and forces him to choose a wife before the blood moon or lose everything he has. Annoyed, Zachery slips out the back. Bettoni, hiding from the feast in a dark alley, stumbles upon him in a moment that would make any sensible woman run. She doesn't run, but calls him a wild animal to his face, and this only makes him immediately obsessed with her. He drags her into the feast by the wrist, declaring; "You're going to be my Commandress tonight." Now, Bettoni is trapped in a marriage with a brute who collects wives like trading cards. Zachery is uncouth, violent, and dangerously seductive. He treats the palace like a playground and his brother, the King, like a joke. Bettoni intends to use this monster to climb back to the top and destroy the family that ruined her. But Zachery is not a ladder. He is a cliff. And he has no intention of letting his new sweetheart go. Revenge is a dish best served cold. But the Commander likes his nights scorching hot. ~•~ ️ Mature Content Warning (18+): This story contains 18+ content including explicit erotica, detailed sexual scenes, and mentions of sexual violence including rape and assault. If such themes make you uncomfortable, please read with caution.

“Lift up your head” I command and she obeys. I take a few steps closer to her and when we are just a few inches away from each other, I stop and scan her from head to toe. She’s got a perfect figure, curves at the right places and would pass for the most beautiful She-wolf in the world, but the deeds of her father will keep ringing on my mind and I can’t help but hate her. My wolf , Kane, doesn’t want me to hate her. I don’t want to hate her, but I choose to, because she has to suffer for what her father did to me and my subjects. “By now, you must have noticed that we are mates” I speak and she nods silently. “Yeah” “That’s rather unfortunate, giving how much hatred I have in my heart for you. This is a huge mistake and I will die before I accept you as my mate and Luna. Cassie, I Alpha Elijah, reject you as my mate and future Luna. I would never get involved with the daughter of my enemy , so you are free to go out there and find love and protection in some other man’s arms, because you will never find it in mine. Stay clear of my part if you want to stay alive.” “But… Alpha Blake. You can’t do this” She cries. “Well, I just did. Now get back into the hall before I snap your neck and end your miserable life.” I command and she scampers away like a scared rodent. Her father was a tyrant and he hated him. When he died, he transfered that hatred to her despite the fact that they were mates. Will he ever learn to love her?

Faye Millers was the plump orphan no one chose. With curvy hips, soft belly, and strawberry-blonde hair that was always tied in a messy ponytail. Too much for a pack that prized sharp bones and perfect lines. Yet Thorn Millers, the future Alpha and the adoptive brother who she was raised alongside, couldn’t keep his hands off her. He bullied her in daylight, then pulled her into his bed at night—secret, breathless nights where he worshipped the body he mocked in public. Faye’s wolf, Ulfa, swore he was their mate and she believed it. Until the coronation day. Pregnant with his child—the heir the elders demanded—Faye stood silent in the great hall, with her hand cradling her growing belly, as Thorn placed the Luna crown on her anorexic best friend Rieka’s head. “Some women,” Thorn announced, with his voice ringing with disgust yet never meeting Faye’s tear-filled eyes, “are simply not built to stand beside an Alpha.” The pack cheered. Rieka smiled triumphantly. While Faye’s heart broke into a thousand pieces. He rejected her curves, denied their baby and chose a fake fated bond, over the curvy girl carrying his bloodline. Her adoptive parents, desperate to hide their son’s shame, offered her money and care until delivery… then exile forever. But Faye didn’t crumble. As a social outcast swollen with child, she caught the eye of Jacob Black—the powerful Beta heir who saw beauty in every curve Thorn despised. Slowly, fiercely, he claimed her heart while royal blood stirred in her veins. They expected her to stay broken. To accept disgrace and fade away. With royal blood hidden in her veins and a true mate who craves every curve Thorn despised, Faye will reclaim everything he stole.