One Tailed Beast

"Marry me." Damien Blackwood smirked, golden eyes darkening. “Come again?” Sofia gripped the contract, her heart still raw from Jake’s betrayal. “No emotions. No strings. Just a contract.” Damien chuckled. “And why do you need a husband, sweetheart?” “Revenge,” she admitted. “I trusted him. He slept with someone else. In our bed.” Something flickered in Damien’s gaze—something possessive. “You think I’ll pretend?” Sofia frowned. “What do you mean?” He stepped closer, voice low. “I don’t fake things. Not my loyalty. Not my obsession. If you become my wife, you become mine.” She should’ve walked away. Instead, she signed. And everything changed. At first, it was just a contract. Then came the way Damien touched her—"Good girl." The way his voice dropped when another man looked at her. "Mine." Then came the nightmares—visions of another life. Another love. Him. Damien wasn’t just her husband now. He had been before. And she wasn’t just human. She was a white wolf. But Jake’s obsession turned dangerous. He would steal her again. Only Damien’s obsession burned hotter. No one touched what was his. And if Jake tried, he wouldn’t live to regret it. A wolf always protects what's his , I thought I married a billionaire, not knowing that he is a wolf, one that unleashed my powers I never knew existed

Ryleigh is a pretty young lady who has acquired a profound romantic interest in Lucas, a close friend since childhood. When his father finds out about it, the old man uses it to lure her daughter and forced her to marry Lucas. For the sake of the safety of her loved ones, she let Lucas do whatever pleased him, even if it caused her health and life. She met many hurdles in life. She got pregnant, left her family, and worked independently to feed her child; she was sold in an auction and kidnapped. However, a beautiful rainbow always comes after the rain.

"Stay away from me!" He growled ferociously, so ferocious that it almost made my heart stop. Although I hesitated at first, I moved closer to him and lightly touched his arm. "I can't and won't leave you. Ever." My words made something in him snap, he pushed me against the wall and his silver eyes were looking straight at me. "Then why don't I show you why you should.” Nesta, a reckless and young she-wolf, got herself in a situation where she had to use her powers to save the world of werewolves. She was doing alright by herself but her world changed when she met him. The beast.

A wolf in hunter's clothing. Belle is a rare and odd beauty among her pack. Unlike the lycans in her pack who can combine themselves with their wolves when they shift, she can only become a full wolf or a full human. She is different, but that does not mean that she is weak. With her being the newly appointed beta of the pack, the alpha assigned her a mission to watch over a human child. Belle did not like the idea of using a kid for their plans to take down the humans, so she helped the girl escape. Because of saving the child she was adopted by the humans, allowing her to enroll to their academy and learn their secrets to compensate to her pack for letting the child escape. But the more she learns, the more she realizes she is siding with the wrong people. Mysteries emerge as she learns that she is not the only lycan who can shift between human and wolf, or otherwise known as werewolves. Whenever she tries to learn about these creatures like her, she is always hampered by Ajax Finnegan, another hunter in training at the academy who is just as strong as she is. To Ajax, he feels like Belle is hiding something. He can sense that she's too different - too special, to be just an ordinary human. She's a beauty with the strength of a beast. Will Belle continue to side with the lycans, or will she continue her search for answers about these so called werewolves? Can Ajax figure out the beauty's secret?

When Prince Aurelian is dragged before the Alpha King Vael, bloodied and shackled, he expects to die. Vael’s pack razed his kingdom, slaughtered his people—and now, Aurelian is nothing but a spoil of war. But fate is cruel. The gods made Aurelian his mate. Vael should kill him. Instead, he stares at the prince’s trembling lips, the delicate curve of his throat, the fire in his eyes, and all he can think about is how cruel the gods are and badly he wants to ruin him. "You hate me?” Vael murmured as he loomed over me, brushing his lips over the edge of my jaw and to the tip of my fingers too slow, too deliberate. One hand pinned my chest. The other dragged down his body until he gripped the base of his cock, still slick and half-hard, veins bulging like it hurt to hold back. “Good,” he growled. “I want you weeping when I take you—cursing me through clenched teeth while I fuck the fury out of your bones.” But Aurelian is not some broken thing to be claimed. A voice calls to him in the dark, a forgotten god whispering promises of power, revenge and freedom. All Aurelian has to do is surrender. Let it in. Let it take control. As rebellion brews and lust poisons every breath between them, Vael’s wolf wants to claim. Aurelian wants to destroy. But the bond is stronger than hate—and hunger always wins.

He used to be wild and untamed, but she has helped him find inner peace with their uncommon place. Will their journey spark changes to the both of them or will life remain unpredictable as the wildest waves of the ocean?

I thought I would be beaten and broken forever. It was the curse of not shifting. Without a wolf, I was no better than a human to my pack, an omega. I was there to serve and clean up after them. The only light in my life was my boyfriend, Jake. At least, he was until he decided to sleep with and mark my sister. When all hope was lost, and I was ready to make my escape, my life was turned upside down. The Lycan King was known to be cruel and heartless. He had slain thousands, ruled with an iron fist, and was now searching for his mate. Turns out, being a human was the least of my worries….

Yvonne Larson, my housekeeper, has always been punctual, but she ends up being late today. "I'm so sorry, Mr. Carter. Dinner's not ready yet. I hope you won't mind. I had no choice. I waited for over half an hour, but no one got the door for me. I even called Mrs. Carter a few times, but she didn't take my calls. That's why I ended up running late." Halfway through changing into my house slippers, I pause and frown. "Yvonne, didn't Susanna give you the access card to the apartment?" Yvonne looks confused. "The access card? Mrs. Carter never gave me any card." "Never?" "That's right," Yvonne confirms timidly while wiping the sweat off her brow. "For the past month, I've always had to call Mrs. Carter and ask her to open the door for me. She wasn't picking up her phone today, so I had to wait outside…" That's strange. I've checked the logs before. The access card has been used multiple times throughout the past month.

“What did you do to me?!” Galit na galit ang boses ng lalake, mababa at matalim. Nag-panic si Katrice. Hindi niya alam ang nangyayari. Hawak pa rin ang kanyang leeg, napailing siya at pilit nagsalita, “A-Ako, wa-wala po akong ginawa... H-hindi ko alam…” Bigla siyang binitiwan. Pero hindi pa siya nakakahinga nang maayos, naramdaman na lang niyang hinawakan siya sa bewang at idinikit sa katawan ng lalake. Mainit ang balat nito, parang may lagnat, at sobrang lapit nila sa isa’t isa. Nang magsalita ang lalake, halos dumikit sa balat niya ang mainit na hininga, “Binibigyan kita ng pagkakataon. Itulak mo ako. Lumabas ka dito.” Napamulagat si Katrice. Pinalalabas niya ako? Hindi ba siya kuntento? Iniisip ba niyang hindi ako interesado? Pero hindi siya puwedeng umalis. Hindi para sa sarili niya—kundi para sa kapatid niya. Wala na siyang karapatang mag-inarte pa. Nandito na siya. Wala nang atrasan. “Hindi ako lalabas. Tonight… I’m yours,” mahinang bulong niya.

I help my students gain admission to top state art academies, yet my boss, Sebastian Emerson, withholds every cent of the pay I earned from 24 consecutive days of overtime. When I confront him in anger, he accuses me of stealing 120 thousand dollars in training fees from the students. "Honestly, being poor is no excuse for being shady. And having disabled parents doesn't give you the right to steal. "You've got two days to pay it back! Otherwise, I'll make sure you spend a few nights in jail, and I'll even inform your parents!" When a student calls, he snatches the phone and starts screaming, "There's no money! All your tuition went into buying your art supplies! If you've got a problem, go ahead and sue me, brat!" Meanwhile, Jayla Buckley, who is curled up in his arms, keeps placing order after order of Chaennal haute couture without the slightest hesitation. Watching the two of them colluding so shamelessly, I grip my attorney license in my pocket until my knuckles ache. Take it to court? Litigation? That's my arena. And I'll make sure both of them end up exactly where they belong—behind bars.