Midnight Romance Perfume

Ruby is a simple girl who lost her parents at the age of 10, she was told that she was sold by her parents. However, she knew that her parents were killed because she felt her link to her parents break, she was the daughter of King Trent and Queen Geema from the Silver Moon Coven. Her parents belonged to the most powerful line of witches, however, fate has played a game with her as she was a smiple human girl without any powers. She still had a link to her coven which was broken by an Alpha and she was sold as a slave to the Night Howlers pack where she treated like trash and abused by the pack members. She only wished to get out of the pack and spend her in life in peace. Jared is the next in line Alpha of the Night Howlers pack, he worked hard to become the Alpha his father wanted him to become because he believes that it's his legacy to take over the pack and protect them. He wishes to meet his mate and he does, he felt like he has won a jackpot even if his mate was a simple human girl. However, he has to choose between his father and mate, he decides to fulfil his responsibility as the Alpha and rejects his mate, but he regrets it as soon as he finds out what his precious mate had gone through. Is Ruby really the simple human girl she is or is there a mystery behind? Can Jared win his mate back and earn her forgiveness? Follow on their journey to find out.

What is the taste of betrayal? It’s bitter, like the fading fragrance of wilted roses. Camille, a talented yet proud perfumer, suddenly loses her sense of smell after a fateful accident. On the verge of despair and the collapse of her family’s fragrance brand, she is forced to collaborate with Antoine Moreau, a digital scent developer. Amidst the splendor of Paris, in a clash between tradition and technology, new scents begin to emerge – not only from the perfume bottles but also from Camille's heart, which she thought had long been closed.

"Beg for it," Zane murmured, pressing his fingers into Asher's jaw painfully until the omega parted his lips with a whimper. "Please let me suck your cock.” Asher pleaded, eyes wet with tears as he eyed Zane’s fat, leaking rod like it was his most prized possession. ````` HE WAS BORN TO INHERIT AN EMPIRE... UNTIL ONE SINGLE MISTAKE COST HIM EVERYTHING! Heir to an empire with a last name that opens every door, Asher West was powerful. An Alpha bred to be dominant, Asher takes what he wants and never looks back. But for all his arrogance, Asher had two weaknesses. His taste for danger…and his blistering, malignant, and seething HATRED for his half-brother, Zane West. And that hatred was the key to his downfall. Now stripped of his status, his pride, and his biology, Asher finds himself trapped in an Omega’s body, in a world that only worships the strength of an Alpha. And worse, the man holding the leash is none other than the one he hated the most. His half-brother, now his master. Zane West. He was the bastard no one wanted. After a decade of being abused and bullied by Asher West, ignored by the West Clan, there was no mercy or humanity left in Zane’s gaze, only the promise of ownership. And the slow, patient destruction of the golden prince who once ruled him. Zane doesn’t want love. Or even forgiveness. He wants to own Asher, furrow deep into his skull until his entire existence revolves around pleasing him, Zane West. But there’s a problem…Asher won’t go down without a fight, and Zane…at his core was still an Alpha whose primal instinct is to protect his Omega. Who will end up taming whom?

At the celebration, the pampered heiress in Crownridge, Aveline Sage, confessed her love for me in front of the entire school. I turned her down flat. I was one of the Sage family's candidates—handpicked top students from every state—to improve their next generation's genes. In a few days, when the exam results came out, whoever earned the highest national score would become her fiance. For three years straight, I had been ranked first in the country. In my previous life, I achieved that top score. I got engaged to Aveline and became the envy of everyone—the son-in-law of Crownridge's most powerful family. But on the day of our engagement, her first love, Caspian Lorne, jumped off the top of the Sage Group building. His body was shattered beyond recognition. Aveline hired the best mortician to restore his face and placed him in a crystal coffin, where she slept beside him every night. During our honeymoon, she brought Caspian's body along, then kissed and clung to him right in front of me. When I confronted her, she looked at me with disgust. "The Sage family sponsored your education for twelve years. You knew Caspian and I were in love. Couldn't you let him win just once? You've been in first place for twelve years. What would it have cost you to lose? You ruined his future, ruined our love. You deserve to die." She drugged me, turned me into a fool with the mind of a three-year-old. I couldn't recognize my parents. I lost control of my own body. And I died in agony. … Then, I opened my eyes again, back on the morning of the exam. Last time, I beat Caspian by a single point. This time, I left an answer blank. Let him be the top scorer. Let him marry her. I hoped they grew old together, with plenty of children to match their love.

Joy Santos only wanted a quiet life in the province. But one messy fight, one sosyalera enemy, and one powerful matriarch later—she finds herself shipped off to Manila as a personal maid, buried in debt, and completely out of her depth. Enter Attorney Caelius Montemayor: rich, ruthless, perfectionist... and unfortunately, her new boss. He’s everything Joy can’t stand—suplado, Englishero, and constantly correcting her Bisaya-tagalog grammar. She’s everything he hates—baduy, tactless, and always one step away from disaster. Their worlds were never meant to collide. But under one roof, bickering turns to tension, and tension turns to something neither of them can control. Just when feelings get too real, Joy disappears—without warning, without goodbye. Years later, she’s back. Not as a maid, but as a fierce new lawyer… and Caelius’ biggest rival in court. What she doesn’t know? He’s still not over her. What he doesn’t know? She’s hiding more than just her heart. Some battles aren’t fought in the courtroom—they’re fought where it hurts the most.

Married in secret for five years, Yvonne Singer always thought I was just a washed-up nobody from a fallen family. What she didn't know was that I was the sole successor to Guzman Group, the world's largest venture capital firm. She tricked me into attending a cocktail party for the sake of her male best friend, Francis Yorke, and forced me to toast my sworn rival. Furious, I shattered the wineglass in my hand and snapped, "Yvonne, don't push me! Believe it or not, with a single word from me, your company can disappear from the stock market by tomorrow!" Panic flickered in her eyes. The next second, she threw herself into my arms. "Honey, I just needed your help. I didn't mean to hurt you." She then personally fed me a hangover pill and gently escorted me to a private room. When I woke up, I was hanging upside down from a drop tower. Francis slammed the switch. I was sent flying dozens of feet into the air, then plummeting straight down into the water. As my consciousness began to waver, I forced myself to make an emergency call. "Mr. Chance, contact global media outlets. Before nightfall, I want headlines showing them begging on the streets!"

Caroline James, an eighteen-year-old liberal-minded she-wolf, is devastated when her alpha boyfriend, Noah Frost, leaves her for his destined mate. Determined to protect herself from more heartache, Carrie vowed never to love again and unexpectedly meets Jesse Morris, her fated mate, on the same night. Fueled by her pain, she devises a plan to use Jesse to make Noah jealous and win him back. But as Carrie spends time with the kind and much older Jesse, her resolve starts to waver. Jesse's unwavering love and loyalty break through her defenses, making her question her decision. Torn between her original intentions and her growing feelings for Jesse, Carrie faces a difficult choice. Will she hold onto her past or embrace a new chance at love?

Lucian (Luke) Wright is a billionaire who after an irresponsible act, tries to prove himself to his grandfather by disguising as an ordinary employee at Wright AutoTech Motors. Ava Williams is a smart and talented marketer who faces challenges in male dominated industry, and dislikes Luke. Luke and Ava are tasked with securing a major investor for the company, leading to a competitive and romantic, tension-filled journey. Complications arise as Ava struggles with a sexist boss and learns about Luke's secret. She feels betrayed and it leads to a dramatic confrontation. Will Ava and Luke work out their issues, clear up misunderstandings, and confront their feelings for each other??

I had been married to Matthew Zackman for 20 years, taken care of my bedridden mother-in-law for ten years, and supported him as he transformed from a rural teacher to a well-known professor. Everyone called me a model of a virtuous wife and a great contributor to the Zackman family. When my mother-in-law was on her deathbed, she held my hand and said that she still wanted me to be her daughter-in-law in her next life. Matthew had held me in his arms and said gratefully, "Jamie, you've worked so hard all these years. I'll make it up to you in the future." I thought the hard times were finally over, but my mother-in-law had just passed away when he handed me a divorce agreement and embraced my best friend, who had grown up with me. He said, "Jamie Lingsworth, I've endured this marriage for 20 years and am finally free. Rosie is the one I've loved all along." I left the marriage empty-handed and was forced to wander the streets until a car accident ended my life. When I reopened my eyes, I had returned to the day of my blind date 20 years ago. The matchmaker was enthusiastically praising Matthew, "This young man is a diamond in the rough! He's kind and filial. Whoever marries him is one lucky woman!" I looked at the polite and sincere-looking man across from me and smiled. Then, I threw the matchmaking document in my hand into the trash can. "Sorry, I don't think we're a good match."

After three years of pretending to be dead on livestreams, I finally earned enough money to treat my daughter. I was about to go home and tell my wife and daughter when I overheard a call between the platform administrator and my wife. The administrator said humbly, “Chairman Morgan, Mr. Wells’s livestreams have generated tens of millions in revenue over these years. “The company withheld ninety-five percent of it. Should we keep withholding more?” Stacy fell silent for a moment before answering, “No need. Three years of testing him is enough. He barely moves year-round. He even developed muscle atrophy and didn’t tell me.” John’s voice came through the phone next. He said, “Stacy, Sam can even pretend to be dead, so what if this is an act too? “Besides, Emma’s already used to Sam being gone, so she probably won’t accept having a dad again anytime soon.” After some hesitation, my wife said indifferently, “If that’s the case, then withhold it for another six months.” I smiled and tossed the diagnosis report confirming amyotrophic lateral sclerosis into the trash. There was no need for them to test me anymore. I no longer needed to pretend.