My Genes Can Evolve Limitlessly

My husband’s childhood friend was trapped in an elevator for half an hour. In his anger, he stuffed me inside a luggage bag and locked me inside. “You’re paying double for all the suffering Grace went through.” My body was forced into a curled-up state. I had a hard time breathing. I cried as I apologized, but all I got was my husband’s cold reproach. “You’re going through the entirety of this punishment. Once you’ve learned your lesson, you’ll behave.” He then locked the luggage bag in the closet. I screamed in despair and struggled to break free. My blood seeped out of the bag and soaked the floor. Five days later, he felt sorry for me and decided to end the punishment. “Let this punishment be a warning for you. This time, I’ll let you go.” Little did he know that my body was already rotting inside the luggage bag.

My sister, Laura Ward, died the year we were ten, the year we snuck out of school to play. From that day forward, my mother’s grief turned into a burning hatred for me, convinced that I was the reason my sister was gone. She treated me like a servant, like an unwanted burden, and filled the void by adopting a perfect, obedient daughter to replace my sister. She took everything from me without a second thought — my rights, my freedom, my very existence — and even demanded that I give up a kidney for her precious adopted girl. Alright, Mother, if you want a life, I’ll give you mine! But it was only when my body lay cold, my breath long gone, that she finally turned and looked at me.

Imbitado si Vida sa engagement party ng kanyang bestfriend. Ang pinakasamayang araw ng kaibigan niya ay siyang pinakasakit sa kaniya dahil hindi niya aakalain na ang magiging fiancé pala nito ay si Marky na boyfriend niya. Labis siyang nasaktan at dahil doon, nakipagsundo siya ng kasal sa arroganteng boss niya na dati na niyang nakaone-night stand noon. “Can’t handle my demands? Then be my wife!”

Difficult to get along with the in-laws, constant arguments with the only brother-in-law, worsened by the man labeled as her husband... it's like having your head detached while your toes are being tickled, making Samanta Kiehl constantly cultivate patience. Until her sincere love is rewarded with a divorce letter. Her question always spins in her head. Is this luck or misfortune for her? But Samanta remains Samanta. She lets it all resonate in her life. She believes that payback will come. Someday, there will be a life and a new man whom she will tread with tranquility. But when? Isn't human patience supposed to have its limits?

Everyone warned me about the Nelson twins. Aiden Nelson—cold, ruthless, and dangerously dominant. Ethan Nelson—wicked, wild, and always watching with a smirk. They're the golden gods of the Moonlight Academy. And now… I'm their target. One slap. One mistake. That’s all it took. Now there’s a black rose mark blooming over my skin—Aiden’s claim. And the whole school knows I’ve been hunted. Bullied. Shunned. Humiliated. The worst part? I just learnt they became my new stepbrothers overnight. They loathe me — and hate my mother even more. And they’ll do whatever it takes to force me out of their world. But under the threats, the bullying, the twisted games... Something even more dangerous begins to bloom. Desire.

Ex- boyfriend ni Jenna si Angelo, first sa lahat ng bagay, first boyfriend, first kiss,first love, first sex and first heartbreak. Pumunta cya ng Paris to mend her broken heart. after 2 years ay bumalik cya ng Pilipinas. Di nya akalain na magkikita sila ulit. "I have a proposition Jenna, you can have my body.. you can use me when you feel horny. You can have me as long as you want. "No strings attached, No feelings involve. Napatameme si Jenna sa sinabi ni Angelo.. Tatanggapin ba nya ang offer nitong maging FUBU sila? From Ex-boyfriend to Boss to Lover real quick! Hindi na cya makapag-isip ng matino.... BAHALA NA!

Amora Asarie Marie-Grey was trapped in a loveless arranged marriage with the powerful Keizer Rhys Castiglione. After finding out that she was pregnant again, she decided to hide their child, scared to lose them. She makes a life-changing choice-to hide her pregnancy and raise her sons alone. Can she protect her secret and build a life of her own, or will Keizer's relentless pursuit expose her truth?

Aria likes the idea of being loved. An omega isn't meant to experience love but she found love even though it wasn't her mate. Her life wasnt perfect but she was fairly happy. It all went down the drain when she rejects two Alphas. Alpha Ethan and Alexander, the twin Alphas of the most powerful pack in the west had spent years searching for their mates. They are not taking no for an answer. Now Aria has to choose between the love of her life and two alphas who are obsessed with her!

I was trapped in a sea filled with icebergs, clinging to life alongside Elsa —the sweetheart of my mate, Alpha Luke, and her son. After a long hesitation, Luke chose to save me, the one carrying his unborn twins. After he brought me to shore, there wasn’t enough time for him to go back for Elsa. All he could do was watch her drift away, swallowed by the freezing waves, until she disappeared from sight. He never forgave me for it. He said I delayed him—that if not for me, he could have saved her. For five long years, he hated me. He wouldn't even let my twin pups call him “father.” Then came the day the witch brewed a time machine that could turn back time. Luke gave up everything—his title, his pride, even his sons—just for the chance to go back. “Aria,” he said before leaving, “did you really think I saved you because I cared? If I hadn’t saved you first, the whole pack would’ve blamed Elsa. That’s the only reason.” After he was gone, his mother looked at me with eyes full of disdain. “This is all your fault,” she said. “If Luke had saved Elsa first, he might’ve been happy now.” Even my own children resented me. “You're the reason Father hates us,” they said. “You're the one who killed Elsa. Why couldn’t it have been you who died that day?” Despised by everyone, I drank the potion without a second thought. This time, I would go back. This time, I would save myself. And I would owe Luke nothing.

On the day I was kidnapped, my husband was looking after his sick sweetheart. I called him, asking him for help. Yet, he merely replied coldly, "Danica, you are a bad liar." After that, he heartlessly hung up the phone call on me, causing me to get brutally murdered by the kidnappers. I failed to show up as scheduled on the day we agreed to finalize our divorce. He called me in exasperation, only for the phone call to be answered by the police. "Mr. Ferguson, are you a family member of the deceased Danica Reed?"