Pano Manuyo Ng Walang Label Novels & Stories

My mom always said, "I've never played favorites. "You and your brother mean exactly the same to me." She said it so often I almost believed it. Growing up, anything my brother had, I had too. If he got a new pair of sneakers, so did I. If he signed up for coding classes, I was enrolled in the same ones. Even this year, when we came home for the holidays, my mom smiled as she handed each of us a neatly-packaged designer shopping bag. "I picked these out for you two at the store. One for each of you, exactly the same. "These outdoor brands are expensive, you know. A single jacket costs thousands. I'd never buy one for myself, but I don't mind splurging on you two." I took the jacket. It was well-cut, structured, and looked high-quality. A small warmth stirred in my chest. However, when I tried it on, the collar felt oddly irritating against my skin. Frowning, I pulled back the lining to check. There was a ring of yellowed sweat stains around the label, and tiny flakes of dandruff were caught in the Velcro. A faint musty smell lingered on the cloth, mixed with the stale odor of cheap tobacco. It was sour and impossible to ignore.

I was supposed to be a bride, not a prize. On my wedding day, the scent of expensive pine and pack law was replaced by the metallic tang of blood and ancient power. The man who dragged me into the darkness wasn't a stranger—he was the ghost who haunted my childhood. Silas. My former stepfather. "You’re shaking, little wolf," he growled, his voice a low vibration against my neck that made my skin ignite. "Is it fear, or is your heat finally waking up for its True Alpha?" Years ago, he was the man who walked out on my mother; now, he’s the Rogue King who’s come to reclaim the throne. But the twist isn't just the mate bond burning between us—it’s the realization that the boy I was supposed to marry is Silas’s long-lost son. The 'Step' was just a label; the 'Mate' is a blood-deep command. Silas isn't just taking back his pack—he's taking his Queen. "Your fiancé was a placeholder," he whispered, pinning me against the cold stone of his den. "Tonight, you learn why I’m the only one allowed to hear you scream." In this realm of wolves and war, I’m no longer a pawn. I’m the Luna of the Rogues, and the True Alpha has finally come home to claim his crown—and me.

At just twelve years old, Elena Windsor's world crumbles in a single night, branding her as The Traitor's Daughter. Once living a fairy tale life, surrounded by love and the Alpha's Sons-Triplets she prayed would be her mates-her world flips when her father, a loyal beta, is falsely accused of heinous crimes within the Shadow-Hunters pack-of killing the Luna and poisoning the Alpha. Cast out and labeled, Elena faces torment from former protectors turned tormentors. Determined to clear her father's name, she endures relentless hardships and hurtful words. Her sole mission is to erase the damning label that defines her existence. Yet, a chilling turn comes when the childhood prayer's acceptance leads her down a darker path and what made it worse was that they had other plans than rejecting her....... Join Elena on a journey of truth, unmasking hidden monsters and fighting to remove her damning tag.

Arren never knew that night, a man would kidnap and label her as a 'slave'! She woke up confused and in pain throughout her body. "Your father sold you to me. Now, your life is in my hands!" The man, Leonard Connor, is a cruel mafia's lord who won a gamble. In return, he received a virgin girl named Arrendice Hart. "Let me go! You're truly, Bastard!" Arren couldn't accept the sudden cruelty fate had brought upon her. However much Arren tried to escape, Leon pursued and ensnared her with passion and obsession. Eventually, Leon realized that the passion and obsession had transformed into ... love. "I... can't live without you." *** What happened with their love journey when past tragedies fracture their trust in each other? *** The bittersweet tragic love story between Leon and Arren begins now!

Ang mundo ay puno ng karangyaan at kahirapan. Mga katotohanang naka kubli sa kasinungalingan at mga taong nag tatago ng kasamaan at kabutihan. Graciela Hope Villanovo. Ang babaeng mag papakita kung gaano kabilis at kabagal ang ikot ng mundo pag dating sa estado ng pamumuhay ng mga tao.

Born a high-ranking duke’s successor, Lady Francesca Chandler was sure of her future, not until the appearance of her stepmother, who robs her of father’s attention. In order to gain his favor, she would intentionally involve herself in petty society scandals, garnering the infamous label of being the scandalous lady. But things get more complicated with the sudden death of her father and put her right over the much loved duchy at stake! Vicious Lady Carlotta is taking advantage of young Francesca’s minority to ship her off before she hits legal age where she can decide on her own. In response, young duke’s daughter pulled a boldest unladylike move. She would mind less being called scandalous again if that would mean to save her house and her freedom. Throwing her virtue to a rich, wealthy man of her own taste, with a respectable ancient title, was the only prospect available. A rakehell like the Lord of Syford would definitely do.

Rejected. Burned. Left for dead. Thalia was nothing more than an omega in the shadows—until Catastrophy strikes their park and kills her mother. They label her as cursed and reduce her to a slave. The first daughter of the Alpha king. Her mated Alpha whom she loved publicly rejected her and chose her sister as his Luna. Her father ordered Thalia’s execution by death in the flames. They thought the fire would consume her. But the fire doesn’t kill a phoenix. It awakens her. Now, Thalia has returned—reborn with power no pack has ever seen, cloaked in mystery, chosen by the moon goddess and bound to a darkness that answers only to her. She’s not back for love. She’s back for vengeance, revenge. But when fate ties her to the Lycan prince with secrets of his own, she is armed with power and authority. She could choose to go solo and destroy everything in her path as she returns to Greenwood Park for revenge or she could give herself to this new found burning desire that could destroy her. Thalia is here to stay and no mated Alpha can take what rightfully belongs to her. Not when the moon goddess has not ordained it.

Feisty drummer Lukas Trent is very used to having things his way. He’s rich and famous, absolutely a ladies’ man. The last thing on his mind is settling down. Natasha Evans is a strong and independent woman, determined to be a single mom and control her life, steering it on the path she wants. Little do they both know, the universe has other plans. When Lukas and his band buy out the record label where she works, suddenly he is her boss and has to take over her duties while she has a baby. As if that wasn’t enough to make their strong personalities clash, they’re also neighbors! What will happen when Lukas realizes this little family is just on the other side of his wall? Can he let go of his attraction to her? Can she stop being a control freak long enough to let him into her heart? Find out on book four of the Feisty series! This can be read as a stand-alone novel but it would be best if the others in the series were read first.

Amelia Romano was an innocent girl. Shielded from the darkness that surrounded her family name. What happens when everything changes ? When her father makes the most devastating decision, to sell her to the city’s most dangerous man, all in the name of protecting her. Nico Valente is cold and ruthless, obsessed with control. Some label him a monster, others say he’s someone you wouldn’t wish on your worst enemy. Yet Amelia isn’t as delicate as she appears, she’s fire concealed beneath lace. When Nico's world of power, blood, and shadows meets her quiet defiance, something awakens within both of them. Something perilous. Amelia vowed to hate him. But his touch is harsh… yet intoxicating. His words are dirty… yet somehow sweet. And as she falls deeper, things grow darker. She was never meant to survive his world. But he has promised. he’ll never let her go.

“Get away from me,” Aria said, her voice unsteady. Aston didn’t move away. No, he leaned in, the blade she held against his neck piercing through just enough to draw a thin line of red. He smiled. “Careful, my lady,” he murmured. “Your hands are shaking.” Her grip tightened on the hilt. “Now look at him,” Aston continued softly. “Look at your son… and tell me whose eyes he has.” There was absolute silence. “Your stepbrother’s?” His smile sharpened. “Or the man that claimed you that night?” ~ Five years ago, all Aria wanted was for her stepbrother, Liam, to say “take my hand” and defend her. Instead she woke up in his bed; drugged, disgraced, and left to carry the blame and the label of a ‘whore’. Now she’s back with a child, but to regain her reputation, she has to marry Aston Beaumont, a ghost with a million layers, a murderer, and the man about to betray her grandfather. It should have been simple. Save her grandfather. Restore her reputation. Then leave. That is, until her stepbrother returns, not with guilt or shame, but with obsession, dangerously wanting her back like he never let her go. And the more he pushes, the more dangerous Aston becomes. Because Aston Beaumont doesn’t chase. He takes.