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"NO… Don't hurt my baby, PLEASE!" That day, Aria knelt on the freezing cold floor of the operating room, her desperate cries echoing off the sterile walls. But Kane’s cruelty cut deeper than any scalpel. "She is unworthy of being the mother of my child." Those words shattered her. In a final act of heartbreak and defiance, Aria threw herself out of his world—and out of his reach. Years later, she returns. Not alone. By her side is the daughter Kane never knew existed—the living proof of the love he once so cruelly denied. Now the man who cast her aside is the one left shattered—haunted by regret, consumed by obsession, willing to tear the world apart to claim what he lost. Her. Their daughter. Their second chance.

Dumadating sa punto masakit ang pakawalan ang taong mahal na mahal mo. Subalit mas pipiliin mo ang magpaubaya kung alam mong napapagod ka na at wala na kapag-asa na magbabago ang lahat sa inyong dalawa. Mahal mo na siya ngunit malinaw sayo na may mahal siyang iba. Ganun si Vernice sa pag-ibig na nararamdaman niya sa kanyang asawa. Ngunit mas gugustuhin niya ang palayain ang sarili kesa ang tuluyang saktan ang sarili na makita na may ibang kasama ang kanyang asawang si Raffy. May pag-asa ba pang magkaroon ng isang panibagong yugto ang pagsasama nila na pinangarap lang nuon ni Vernice?

In my dormitory, there was a poor student. With all the good intentions in the world, my roommates and I were eager to help her, not realizing how much our help would cost. She wasn't impressed by the hairdryer we offered, insisting on borrowing a branded one instead. The skincare products we gave her? They were applied to her feet. And, as if that wasn't enough, she specifically demanded luxury face cream. One day, I lent her my tablet to look up some information, and to my surprise, she secretly opened up my gaming app, spent all the diamonds and reward tickets I had saved for half a year, and left me empty-handed. When I asked her to pay me back, she turned the tables and posted a public message online, accusing me. "I'm just a poor student from the countryside, never played games before. Are the materials in the game really worth this much?" Before I knew it, the comment section was flooded with criticisms of me. In a fit of frustration, I fired back with a post of my own, throwing her into the spotlight. "Well, I suppose you've never tasted the bitterness of being cyberbullied, have you?"

The night I begged my mafia husband to save me, my body was failing—and his arms were around another woman. Henry Colombo, heir to New York’s most feared mafia dynasty, was the man I had loved all my life. He found me a donor—but at a cruel price. Susan, the woman who had always lingered between us, promised her kidney only if Henry belonged to her. And Henry, blinded by guilt and promises, chose her over me again and again. The night my heart finally gave out on the operating table, he was across the city feeding grapes to another woman. By the time he learned the truth—that every promise, every delay was her trap—it was too late. I was already gone. The ruthless mafia heir who once had everything lost the only woman who ever truly loved him. He went mad with regret. He turned mafia blood money into salvation, building a foundation in my name. “Every life I save,” he told the press, “is because my wife deserved saving.” But no matter how much he begged, I never opened my eyes again. And when death finally came for him, the most feared mafia heir chose to be buried at my side.

I was sitting in City Hall, about to sign that damn mate bond certificate with Logan—Alpha of the Eastside Moonclaws—when his phone buzzed. One glance. Then he stood up like this was all just another errand. Didn’t even flinch when he said: “Something came up. Let’s push the bond signing to another day, yeah?” And just like that, he was gone. Left me sitting alone, surrounded by bonded pairs, all glowing with that sickly sweet “forever” vibe. Why? Because Emma, his darling little childhood packmate, twisted her ankle during pack-speed training—trying to keep up with the advanced wolves when she barely passed the basic shifts. Ten minutes later, I get a text: “Emma’s injury’s kinda serious. I gotta stay with her. Let’s move the wedding, okay?” Just another time—maybe the last—Logan picked her over me. But this time? No tears. No begging. No rage. The clerk gave me a quiet look, like she already knew how the story ended. “Ma’am... do you still want to proceed?” I pulled out my phone.Didn’t wait for him to change his mind. The clerk gave me that soft, pitying look. “Ma’am... do you still want to proceed?” I shook my head, and dialed home. The moment my Beta sister picked up. “Tell Alpha Dad I’m coming back to the Ridge. Today.” A pause. “You sure?” “Yeah,” I said, standing up, my voice steady. “I’m done here.” And just like that, I walked out. Not just from the building—but from him.

BLURB. "A fucking Omega is my mate?" His cold voice left an echo in my ears. I was not hearing the hidden dangers in the words, rather, the outward look of it, "Oh my! The young alpha is my mate!" "I REJECT YOU AS MY MATE!" He shouted at me and my heart tightened in grief. "But don't worry, I will marry you to fulfill my father's last wish." He completed his words more dangerously. That is better, right? I smiled and was jubilant again. ______ Hazel thought she could change her husband's hatred to love. She thought she could be strong even without a wolf. She thought that, with her husband by her side, they could build a future for the Dark Bridge pack together. But little did she know the dangers awaiting her for marrying an alpha who was filled with hate... Let's journey through Hazel's life together and how her alpha owes her...

On one drunken night, Nora had with a handsome stranger, Austin, who has a lot of baggage that he's dealing with and isn't ready to commit. The results in pregnancy, but before Nora can inform Austin that she’s carrying his baby, she finds out the abominable reason why he doesn't want to commit or have kids. Embittered, she goes away and has her baby boy somewhere far away from him. She lives her life quietly, until five years later, when she runs into Austin at an airport, and her quiet life becomes chaotic once again. Nora wants nothing to do with him, but she has to be cordial with him for her son’s sake … or so she tells herself.

To save his childhood sweetheart suffering from a congenital heart condition, my mate Ethan—the storm pack’s Alpha—forced me to remove my heart to be given to his beloved. "Don't worry, you are the rarest white wolf with the strongest healing ability. I have prepared an artificial heart for you, and you will be fine." Ethan said. I tried to explain to my mate Ethan that my healing ability has become very poor in the past year, so that transplanting my heart would kill me. My mate snarled at me with disgust, "Selene is so gravely ill, and here you are, jealous and fighting for attention! She saved my life when I was suffering from silver poisoning a year ago! You won't die anyway, so why can't you help her?" Under the mandatory order of my mate, I was sent to the pack healer for the heart transplant. He didn’t know that I was the one who had exchanged my rare white wolf's healing ability with a witch to save him from silver poisoning. In the end, with my healing abilities gone, I died miserably in a forgotten corner of the empty healer's cabin.

There's a month to Angela Thompson's wedding, but she's no longer sure whether to proceed with it. The reason for her doubts? Her fiancé, Carl Swain, wants to have a child with his good friend's widow, Lucy Hogg. Carl says, "Keith was my best friend. He died so suddenly, leaving Lucy alone in this world. She tried to take her life a few times, you know. Maybe having a child will help her get past this." Angela can't understand it. She says, "Lucy can adopt or marry someone else if she wants a child. She can even go to a sperm bank abroad if she wants! Why do you have to be the one to have the child with her?"

"Mrs. King, please sign the papers,” the lawyer insisted as he placed them before her. Genevieve blinked twice as she stared at the papers for a few seconds before looking back at the male lawyer. A lump grew in her throat making it hard to swallow. “W-who issued this divorce again?” she stuttered, asking an obvious question. The lawyer stared at her with pity for a second before going on to answer. “Your husband, Mrs. King.” ***** Genevieve had always felt like she had it all. The perfect man, perfect family, and perfect job. Well, that was until Kyle Jordan King, her husband deemed it fit to send her the divorce papers because she couldn't bear him a child. Genevieve becomes devastated and vows to make him pay when she can for making her heart bleed the way it did but what she doesn't know is sometimes, things are not always as they seem. Years later, with twins at hand that belonged to her ex-husband, Genevieve had to return to the city where it all began again and consequently had to work with the man who had broken her heart. With sparks still flying, a forceful dilemma, and chemistry at its peak, Eve had to decide if she was willing to let the billionaire into the lives of her kids. And even more, hers. Will she give in to the sizzling temptation that was Kyle Jordan King or would she do everything to avoid and stay away from him even when it was close to impossible?