Nice Call Sign

On the day Nick Grange and I hold our marking ceremony, he hands me a three-year agreement. "Our mate bond is only to solidify the alliance between the Lycus and Lunaria packs," he says. "The one I love is Zora. If you sign this contract, the mate bond will dissolve automatically after three years. When that time comes, I'll let you go." Without hesitation, I sign it. This union is something I made happen because from the moment I met Nick, I fell deeply in love with him. For three years, we live in harmony. Nick treats me well, making me form the mistaken belief that he might love me back too. But that illusion shatters. Nick brings Zora Knott, who has just returned to the Lycus pack, to his birthday banquet. Even without Nick bringing up our agreement, I know it's time for me to leave at that moment. I leave to set him free. But why is he searching for me everywhere after I'm gone?

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?"

As I head to see my boyfriend, Howard Schultz, who is working late, I get into a car accident. I call him dozens of times for help, but he doesn't answer a single one. Staring at his brightly lit office building not far away, I sink into despair. When I wake up in the hospital, I see a post from his subordinate. It's a picture showing the reflection of the two of them in the glass door, standing far closer than they should, with the caption, "What do I do when my boss is scolding me late at night?" Unwilling to believe it, I call him again. This time, he finally answers. My voice trembles. "Howard, I got into a car accident…" "Celine, I'm still working. I'll send my assistant to take care of it, okay? Be good. I'll see you after I come back from my business trip." I try to say more, but his angry shout suddenly cuts through the line. "Crystal Jennings! You're only allowed to bring one suitcase for this trip. Why do you have three? Do you think we're going on vacation?" Crystal Jennings—the new intern Howard just hired. I stare at the disconnected call, tears drying on my cheeks. I then call my parents instead. "I agree to the engagement you arranged."

Kevien Vachirawit, the handsome playboy who has broken the hearts of many women who chased him just for the chance to have a one-night stand with him, feels his life is turned upside down like a roller coaster when he meets someone who has saved him from an incident. Too bad the person just thought of Kevien as a nice friend, nothing more. Kevien, who always got what he wanted, couldn't give up so easily, because he knew, only to that person he could give his heart whole. The playboy have to work hard to win his crush's heart.

My daughter has a sudden allergic reaction, and my husband, an expert in these things, is the only one who can save her. I call him at this critical juncture, but his childhood sweetheart is the one who answers. "Clinton is busy. He wants me to tell you not to call him if it's not important." There's no time for me to get mad. I say anxiously, "Tell him to come to the hospital now. Ivy has had an allergic reaction and is waiting for him to save her." Clinton Reeves says impatiently, "Gemma and I are just watching a soccer match. Do you have to joke around with Ivy's life? I'm so disappointed in you." Later, Ivy dies in the hospital, her body covered in rashes. I wipe my tears and call Clinton once more. I say icily, "Let's get a divorce." The first thing I hear is his and Gemma Walken's laughter. After a while, he says, "Sure, but Ivy is mine."

Nate is the fastest man alive . Until he gets injured just before he can sign The biggest contract of his life . Fortunately for him the shy and beautiful Osariya might be able to patch himup in time fixing both his bad knee. One problem . how does he keep his hands of the most beautiful and alluring woman he’s ever met.

A nice date was all it took to destroy his life. Although his life as a human is pretty messed up, it's nothing compared to being a hunted werewolf—Jinx Armstrong became unaware on how he's life will be as a half wolf, half human. And not just any one-eyed wolf, but one who's haunted by every alpha; every ruler wants his head on a sliver plate. But why? He's never done anything wrong, right? Come to think of it, how did he become a one-eyed wolf? What'll happen to him? Will his life ever be the same? Considering the kind of life he's about to have, will he find happiness?

I gave up everything to become a housewife—all for Tristan Fowler and our daughter. But ever since his first love got divorced, everything has changed. Tristan despises me, and my daughter orders me around like a maid. Crushed, I sign the divorce papers, give up everything, and leave for a faraway place. So why are they the ones now full of regret?

Lyana is a young doctor who saves the life of a mobster, what neither of them expected is that during a conflict between rival mafias would need to get married to sign a contract to protect the territory of the Russian mafia. Is Lyana capable of loving a man who takes lives when all she loves most is saving lives ? What's gone happened when she discovered is living in a lie?

Kane Porter was as boring as his name implied. Of all the financial coordinators under me, he was the one least likely to be interesting on an intoxicated evening. Kane was quiet, well-mannered and nobody was friends with him. I was his boss and I got along well with everyone until I came across a problem. The account I’d been skimming from had a good hunk of change missing now. Not good. How could I have it investigated without flagging myself for the ten thousand dollars I’d ‘borrowed’? There was only one thing I could do. Porter was a nice guy. He’d help me out. No one could be safer to ask…