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Ireal Isabella Angelis- Young bubbly girl,full of life. The families joy, cherish by her family and friends. Straight A student,never breaks any rules. That is Until she sets her eyes on him. The man of her dreams. Who happened to be her History teacher. A forbidden man. Will her deepest secret be revealed to the world. ........... "Sir What are you doing?"I asked breathlessly. "I don't know Ireal. You make me so crazy. Tell me to stop , please"he mutters but I whimper in response. Before I know it he slams his lips to mine crossing the line we couldn't come back from.

Bata pa lamang si Anya ay ang pangarap nya lamang ay mamuhay ng simple at payapa. Pero mukhang 'di naaayon sa kanya ang kapalaran ng maging ulila at magpalaboy laboy sa lansangan. Hanggang sa ma kindnap siya ng pinaka malaking crime syndicate sa bansa. Kinailangan nyang gawin at sundin lahat ng iaatang na mission sa kanya upang mabuhay. Sa kabila ng lahat ay pangarap nya pa ring mamuhay ng simpleng tao lamang. Isang mission ang nilaan para sa kanya kapalit ng kalayaan nya. Ang magpanggap bilang ibang tao at maging fiance ni Christian Oliver Carter. Paano kaya matatagalan ni Anya ang ugali nito? Magagawa nya kaya ang mission na 'to kong ang lihim ng nakaraan ay mabubunyag? Paano kong hindi na naman sumang-ayon sa kanya ang kapalaran at gusto na namang guluhin ang buhay nya? Makakalaya pa kaya siya sa mundong ginagalawan nya?

For fifteen years Camila Alessandro has been raised by the De Luca Family, to the outside world she was nothing but a pitiful nobody who Riccardo De Luca the richest man in the country took pity on and adopted from the streets But that's far from the truth, a lie he had crafted into perfection that everybody around him including his family believed it, but the reality was she was a captive, a pawn he used to keep his biggest enemy in check" Her Father At the age of eight having witnessed him brutally kill her mother and then kidnap her from her family" Camila felt nothing but burning hatred, hatred that knew no bounds , hatred that made a little girl swear for revenge" and promise herself that she'll leave no stone unturned to destroy her captor's Family even if she loses herself But what happens when she finds herself falling in love with her enemy's son, will she let love get in the way of a perfect revenge when an opportunity represents itself And it's not just about her anymore, what happens when she reunites with her father she hadn't seen in years who also has his own plans of revenge, plans that include killing the the entire De Luca family" The question is with everything on the line including her love will she bring herself to tell him that she has fallen in love with their enemy's son who is willing to burn the whole world for her, but unbeknownst to him she's planning to destroy his entire family behind his back *** And when it all comes down before her which one will she choose Love or Revenge

My husband's first love jumped to her death due to depression and landed right on me as I was passing by. I was rendered unconscious on the spot and subsequently rushed to the ICU. However, my orthopedic surgeon husband stayed by his first love's side to comfort her over her minor scratches. He even refused to sign my Critical Care Notification. "Whoever joined her charade can get lost along with her! Come to me when she's really dead!" he said. It wasn't until he received a death certificate that he realized in horror—the deceased's information was identical to mine.

My boy friend Caleb Ford's childhood sweetheart, Julia Leclair, is losing her hair from chemotherapy. So, he orders me to cut mine off and make her a wig. "Julia's allergic to synthetic wigs. You've been growing your hair for ten years—it's perfect." I refuse, but his friends tie me down. Someone shaves my head to the scalp, buzzing through my thick, glossy hair until nothing's left but a butchered mess. Julia sits in her wheelchair and laughs, saying I look like a toad. Caleb smiles and nods in agreement. He adds with a chuckle, "It's just some hair. Was that really necessary?" But back when I was bullied for having uneven, choppy short hair for six straight years, it was he who stood in front of me. He had his arms spread wide as he shielded me from harm. Now he's the one wielding the blade. One by one, their little circle chimes in. They tell me not to hold a grudge against someone who's sick. Caleb snaps impatiently, "Stop trying to talk sense into her. She can get lost! Did you see that fit she threw over a few strands of hair? It's not like they won't grow back." I turn around and walk away. I never look back. Later, I hear that Caleb begs for my forgiveness by kneeling his way up 9000 steps until his knees are ruined.

After an unexpected pregnancy, Silas Shaw, who had always avoided the topic of marriage, suddenly proposed to me. Overjoyed, I readily accepted. However, on the day of the wedding, I stumbled upon an unexpected conversation between him and his friends. "Are you really going to marry Chaldene just because of your child with Nora?" one of them asked. Silas was visibly irritated and full of disdain as he responded, "It's all because of my mother. She kept saying that Nora's family background wasn't good enough.” "If it weren't to give my child with Nora a better status, why on earth would I marry Chaldene?” "You have no idea how boring a woman like her is in bed. I got tired of her after sleeping with her twice."

On the day our son, Lucas Smith, turned one month old, my husband, Xavier Smith, learned that his precious childhood sweetheart, Wendy Xander, had been kidnapped. The kidnappers made an outrageous demand. They wanted him to personally cut off our son’s legs. He acted indifferent, as if it didn’t matter. But behind my back, he drugged my drink with a heavy dose of sleeping pills. Dazed and barely able to stay awake, I forced myself toward the nursery. That was when I overheard his conversation with his bodyguard. “Mr. Smith, there’s a good chance Miss Xander staged this whole kidnapping. Are you really going to do this? What if something happens to Lucas?” “It’s just a kid. If he dies, he dies. “Even if this is all fake, I won’t take a single risk when it comes to Wendy.” My hands trembled as I gripped the doorframe. So this was what I meant to him. Eight years together. His own flesh and blood. And none of it mattered more than Wendy.

There is a famous fairytale story that every kid in the neighborhood love to hear and watch when she was young. The story is about a kindhearted girl whose father and stepmother got married and became a family of five with her two stepsisters. The poor girl was cast out by her stepmother and stepsisters when her father died. Then they made her work all day long so they could rest​. The very fairytale is Cinderella. The story that Sandy was not fond of listening to and watching because she hated it when the three evil ladies tormented Cinderella and she didn't fight back. Unluckily when she died from the fire, she was reincarnated as Cinderella in the story. She tried to be the Cinderella in the story just to survive in the clutches of her stepmother and stepsister. But it changed when bandits kidnapped her. Her fear and anger escalated to the highest level and something unbelievable happened. A strong gust of wind surge out from her and blew away everything that surrounds her in the forest. Her eyes and mouth went wide open. She was utterly shocked! Does Cinderella have supernatural powers? But not only Cinderella but also most of the people in that kingdom. Is it still the fairytale really 'Cinderella'?

Just before my wedding, my fate mate, my Alpha fiancé, Micheal, stripped me of my wedding dress—our wedding dress—and handed it to his mistress, Becky Porter. Not only that, but he locked me in the dressing room like some rabid wolf he needed to contain. "Becky has a terminal illness.She just wants to experience being a bride before she dies." I lunged forward, my wolf howling inside me. Alpha's strength pressed against mine, his dominance forcing my muscles to lock. My claws twitched, itching to break free. "You bastard!" I snarled, my breath ragged. Micheal barely blinked. Instead, he let out an exasperated sigh, shaking his head . "She’s dying, and you can’t even show a little compassion?" His tone dripped with disappointment, as if I were the villain here. "You’re only losing a wedding, but Becky… Becky is losing her dreams and her life."

Ever since I lost my Alpha, Kael, in a brutal fight with some nasty rogues, I've been raising our young son, Finn, all by myself. My old pack has been pushing me to take a new Alpha, you know, so Finn and I would have protection. But I truly believed my Mate Bond with Kael was unbreakable. Then, on the Blood Moon ceremony, the fifth anniversary of Kael's “sacrifice,” I overheard Kael's father, old Alpha Marcus, tearing into Kael's quiet twin brother, Ronan: “Kael! You damn wolf! It was Ronan who went down on Blood Moon Cliff five years ago! He was the cursed one! You faked your death, lived as Ronan, all to protect Alina? You lied to the whole pack, to your sacred mate, and your own flesh and blood! Was it worth it?!” “For five years, Elara has raised Finn from a tiny pup all alone. You gave your so-called 'niece' a fake 'father,' but did you ever think? The day you put on Ronan's mask, Finn lost his real father for good!” I felt like I'd been struck by lightning. After Kael “died,” Ronan had been the dutiful uncle, “looking after” Finn and me. I never dreamed he was Kael in disguise. And he did all this just to protect Alina, Ronan's destined mate, who was already pregnant?! That night, under the bright moon, I snuck away and sent a message to my cousin, the Head Beta of the Silver-Moon Pack: “Tell your Alpha Lucian that I, Elara, accept his courtship offer.”