My Next Reading

"How does it feel? Knowing deep down that the person you hate, is your mate?" I glared at him - perhaps willing daggers to shoot out of my eyes and kill him but alas! Magic wasn't one of a werewolf's abilities. "Whatever," I muttered turning away, "you can take the mate shit and shove it up your ass - because I don't care." "You might not care, sweetheart, but you are bonded to me. You belong to me...and I promise you, there's no way on earth I will ever let you go. Better start getting used to the idea." ******* Nina Her perfect little life came crashing down, when she caught her childhood friend, her mate, in bed with another man. Heartbreak led her into a hot one night stand - with a rival. When Nina finds out that the one who she had grown to despise because of what they did to her mum, was her mate she tries as much as possible to fight and break away the bond - but this efforts would prove futile when Elias refuses to let go. However, things start turning around when hidden truths behind her mother's death starts being revealed to her, and she has to join hands with the one she hates.

"Dylennn," she whispered as his lips trailed down her neck. "Avelynne,I killed you once, little wolf…” he whispered. His voice was a growl, ancient and broken. “And the Moon cursed me to spend eternity watching the world rot until I could love you right. You are mine little wolf, and no one in the entire universe will stop me from claiming you” "NOT EVEN YOUR BETHROTHAL HUSBAND!". ************ Seven centuries ago, a Lycan lost control and slaughtered the only soul he was born to protect. Now she’s back and she's reborn as the daughter of an Alpha and betrothed to his greatest enemy. Evelyn has always felt watched. Dreams of glowing eyes and whispered vows haunt her nights, and the shadows around her home feel alive. But when she meets her cold father’s best friend, Lord Dylen Wolfe, her world fractures. His voice, his scent, his touch... they awaken memories she shouldn’t have, they ignite desires she shouldn't crave. He’s a monster from history. The lover from her past life. And the predator who’s waited three thousand years for her return. As her forgotten memories resurface, so do the lies, the curses, and the war that tore their worlds apart. Because this time, if she remembers the truth… Will she accept his love or will the beast who once killed her have to do it again?…

Cassie is cheated on by her fiance with her sister. Not only are they not remorseful but this act of betrayal causes Cassie to lose her father's favor and puts her on the brink of losing a project she worked so hard for to her sister. Desperate to gain back her father's favor and keep her project, Cassie agrees to undertake a huge deal while consciously making sure this deal doesn't fall into the hands of their biggest competitor. But what happens when Cassie finds out that her father's rival is the same man she had a one night stand with two nights back? What happens when sparks begin to fly in what should otherwise be a professional rivalry?

Si Elyssa, nagmahal at nasaktan sa maling tao. Sa muling pagbubukas ba ng kanyang puso, maling tao na naman kaya ang iibigin niya? Si Alyjah, nasaktan sa kinahinatnan ng kanyang ina. Poot at galit ang itinanim niya sa kanyang puso. Mababago kaya ito ng isang wagas na pagmamahal? Si Lauro, nagmahal kahit pamilyado. Gustong balikan ang babaeng sa kanya'y bumuo. Pero paano kung may iniibig na itong bago? Matatanggap niya kaya kung ito ay anak niya mismo? Lahat sila ay pag-uugnayin ng isang kasal. Ngunit may mas malalim pa palang ugnayan ang unti-unting mabububungkal. Sanga-sangang pag-ibig. Sanga-sangang problema. Anong magiging bukas nila? Kaya ba nilang magpaubaya at magmahal nang buo, kung nababalot sila ng misteryo at sikreto? Sino ang magtatamo ng kaligayahan? Sino ang malulugmok sa kalungkutan? Mapapalaya kaya sila ng isang wagas na pagmamahalan?

My best friend, Maya, flew in from Miami for my bachelorette week. My last days of freedom. She insisted on a girls' night in to celebrate, ordering all my favorite takeout. She asked me to hold her mobile phone and wait.Then her phone lit up. A message from some guy. A shirtless pic. Text: I need you tonight. Another photo buzzed through. Sex toys. Bondage gear straight out of a movie. My face burned. My heart hammered against my ribs. I’d just stumbled into her secret life. But the next image made my blood run cold. A close-up of the man's chest. A jagged scar I knew better than my own reflection. It belonged to my fiancé, Luciano Carbone.

After my parents died in a car crash, my cousin stole the compensation money and moved overseas to start a business. My aunt begged me on her knees not to call the police. Then, she locked me in a dark basement for three months. I was close to breaking down and ending my life when Julien Lawson, the neighbor’s son, broke down the basement door and saved me. “Joyce, what they did is unforgivable! They stole the compensation money for your parents’ deaths. You were going to use it to open your own studio! “Marry me. I’ll protect you.” He was the only person who cared about me after my parents died. I was so grateful that I married him and had his child. I worked three jobs during the day to help support the orphanage that Julien ran. At night, I took care of our child and created design sketches. But no matter how hard I tried, none of my work was ever accepted. Even though Julien told me to keep at it, I felt discouraged and thought of giving up on my design career to focus on our family. One day, our child was sick. I went to take over the shift from Julien when I overheard him talking to my aunt on the stairs. “Julien, it’s been ten years. Joyce’s designs are getting better and better. She even passed the first round of the national competition. Are you really not going to tell her about the next round?” my aunt asked. Her voice trembled. Julien said coldly, “For years, I’ve been sending Joyce’s design sketches to Mindy to copy and enter in the competitions or publish as her own. “To help Mindy’s career, I can’t let Joyce move on to the next round. “Joyce has talent. If people notice her, she’ll be a threat to Mindy’s career!”

Charisse thinks she has the most perfect boyfriend. But the possessive Beta has been isolating her from the world, controlling every aspect of her life, down to the shoes she wears, using love as an excuse. When Charisse discovers that he's marrying another, she accepts the help of Alpha Dorian Vellum, CEO of the most powerful Crimson Crest Empire, and build a new life to have her revenge. But is Dorian another possessive man or is he simply obsessed with her? Will she marry the mysterious and manipulative Alpha or forgive her possessive ex’s betrayal and start afresh?

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?

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.

My sister pushes her daughter at a murderer so she can win the prize in a photography competition. After this, she even uses the incident and my name to extort the victim to pay an astronomical sum as compensation. The victim stabs me to death in a fit of rage. When my son, who is brought up by me, learns the truth, he doesn't seek justice for me. Instead, he scatters my ashes in the sea and says, "My mother told me that I would've been the happiest child in the world if not for you taking the wrong child home back then." When I open my eyes again, I'm taken back to when my daughter was five years old. I have a month until her death. This time, I'm going to protect my child to the best of my abilities. I won't bother about an ingrate anymore.