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After a fire broke out at the company, I shoved the only rescue rope into the hands of my husband, Peyton Shepherd. However, he yanked the smoke mask off my face and turned to secure it on his secretary, Hannah Russell, instead. Peyton escaped using the rescue rope, and Hannah remained unharmed thanks to the mask. I collapsed from inhaling toxic smoke, and then a falling pillar crashed into my stomach. Blood pooled beneath me. Just as the firefighters lifted me onto a stretcher, Peyton grabbed me and pulled me back down. "Serena, it's just a minor injury. Why are you lying on the stretcher? Let Hannah go to the hospital first. Her condition is serious, and she needs a comprehensive medical exam!" The firefighters and paramedics stared in shock. They looked at my blood-soaked dress, then Hannah crying pitifully over her blistered hand. My colleagues tried to intervene. "But Mr. Shepherd, Serena's injuries are clearly more severe!" Peyton snarled through gritted teeth. "Enough! I'm Serena's husband. Don't you think I know her condition? If Hannah's treatment gets delayed because of this, none of you will escape the consequences!" I pressed my hand against my slightly swollen lower abdomen and nodded, agreeing to let Hannah take the ambulance first. I decided that from this moment forward, neither I nor my unborn child owed Peyton anything.

Raymond Cooper—a former police detective at Morozov city, decided to resign from his job and move to Cirillo city to reinvestigate the murder case of his late friend, Arnold Walter, after the police decided it as a failed robbery attempt that led to the murder. With a piece of paper that he found in his friend's hand, he searched for clues leading him to a girl named Amanda Chloe. All the investigations he carried out in Cirillo city led him to the trauma and old wounds he had received from his past. Will he be able to deal with his trauma and find the answer to his friend's murder?

In a shattered world teetering on the brink of extinction, survival is brutal. Werewolves rule the wild, humans cling to scraps, and women are the prize both sides fight to claim and breed. Emily, a survivor with no past, was raised by hidden women. She knows only endurance, not identity. When she ventures out for food, everything changes. Ambushed by men, she is saved and claimed as Luna by Hunter, a powerful Alpha wolf. But the pack doesn’t accept her. Emily is human. Torn between loyalty and power, Hunter makes a gut-wrenching choice. Pressured by his pack, who distrust outsiders and fear a human Luna weakens them, he feels forced to choose Isabella, a wolf with strong allies, as his mate to protect his rule. Cast aside, Emily questions her place, Hunter’s betrayal, and her continued pull toward him. As tensions mount and Hunter's half-brother Kaden seeks the Alpha title, Emily becomes entangled in a game of power and survival. Her past emerges, along with dreams and her strange link to wolves, hinting at a secret lineage that could shift the balance in unexpected ways. In a world where love is not an option and power seals fate… who will she become when her heart and future hang in the balance?

"Loving you is unhealthy, I know it is" Loving a man with all my heart even if I already know his intention to me wasn't true. All his actions and gestures were just a part of their bet, in short... I'm just a bet. But I still loved him despite all of those red, just this once I want to follow my heart even if I know that it will also ruin me in the end. Just for once I want to know how to love and what it feels to be loved, even if it's just an act. I, Arela Charlie Maurier am willing to take a risk just to know what love feels like, I know I'm awful, but I'm desperate because this is my first and last chance. Love will always be the most painful risk that I'll be willing to take.

After deciding to leave Azurea and follow Clara Miller to Northwood City, I was cast out by my parents. "That girl is an orphan–what can she possibly give you? If you choose a life of hardship now, you’ll spend the rest of your life suffering! Once you walk out that door, don’t bother coming back!" I left anyway. For five years, I watched Clara rise step by step, becoming one of Northwood City’s most respected psychologists. Just as she had promised, she gave me a home. As the New Year approached, I planned to take her back to Azurea to reconcile with my parents. However, just before boarding the plane, she abandoned me again–this time for a depressed patient threatening to take his own life. She let go of my hand, her eyes full of pain. "Julian Vance… he’s just like I used to be–alone, with no one to rely on. If I don’t go, he’ll jump. I’m sorry. Just this once. I’ll catch the next flight and meet you there." Then she turned and ran toward the exit without hesitation. I stood there, staring at the two plane tickets in my hand. She had saved everyone who needed redemption. Everyone… except me. Slowly, I tore up her ticket. Then I walked alone toward the security gate and turned off my phone. What Clara did not know was this: Some journeys home, once missed, are gone forever.

Victor Van Hellfrost is a powerful businessman and heir to a CEO in the automotive industry who likes to sleep with any woman he finds attractive at the time he wants and how he wants, but when he is brutally rejected by one of his maids, something in him shudders and that ends up releasing a very dark secret inside him, which he had almost completely forgotten. The powerful man keeps a mystery inside him and the same woman who rejected him ends up driving him crazy. The man who on moonlit nights is a wild beast and by day is a millionaire knight, finally ends up entangled in the nets of his past, and just when he finally felt really attracted to a woman, the lonely alpha finally meets his doom.

Jenny posted a picture of me and her brother, who had an intellectual disability. The caption? "Finally, a happy ending!" The comments were all the same: "Is this your sister-in-law? She’s gorgeous!" I simply replied with a question mark, but Jenny ignored me and responded to someone else instead. "She's kinda my sister-in-law, yes!" It didn't take long for Steven to call me, his tone full of anger. "It was just a little edit, do you really have to blow things out of proportion?" Half an hour later, Jenny posted another photo of her sitting in Steven's luxury car, and even tagged me in it. "We may not be related by blood, but this big brother of mine has always been my rock!" Steven commented. "I'll always be here." I knew he was trying to get a rise on me on purpose to appease Jenny, but I didn't grace them with a reply this time. All I did was like the post and file for divorce.

Jenny had big dreams. She wanted to be a publisher and was thrilled to land a part time job at Labyrinth Publishing House's Ground Floor Cafe- The Maze. Seeing this as her foot in the door she's determined to get herself noticed and sets out to get to know Senior CEO Max Sanders. However, what happens when Mr Sanders steps down from being the CEO and gives it to his notorious son Cole? Jenny can't deny the sexual tension between her and Cole. But he's determined to get under her skin. Will their love-hate relationship bloom into something more after spending the night together? Or will Jenny have to rethink her dreams now that there are concequences?

Being the least favorite and priority is a real struggle for Oleya Beautrin. She grew up still craving for her parents attention and love that they deprived her from. She grew up having the need to please everyone just so she will be enough and won't be compared to her twin anymore. But when she realized that pleasing them isn't enough for them to love her the same way as how her parents love her twin, she decided to stop and just go on with her life. She was happy. She found genuine friends that truly cares and love her. She also found the man that completed her. The man that makes her feel safe in his arms. But a tragedy happened that causes their relationship's devastation. She lost a life that broke her and her love of life. They broke up. And that's when everything started to crush her down. She begged and kneeed. She lowered her dignity a lot of times to ask for forgiveness from him. But he moved on while she was still in the dark, mourning. And the worst thing is, he is marrying her twin sister. A one night happened that will forever change their lives. She left to move on and gain herself back. And when she came back, she was ready to face the people who inflicted so much pain to her. And you know what's more? Oh. Her ex just came running back to her like nothing happened. Like he didn't called her names a lot of times. The question is, is she going to cave in and just forgive and forget? But how can she forget when someone who's extremely dear for her became a reminder about what happened that night. The reminder who is always with her.

Everyone knew that Daniel Cardea kept the most obedient mistress. I had no temper, no dignity, and no spine. I stayed ready to kneel at his feet. This lawyer, the best in all of Silverton, trapped the rest of my life with a single contract. He felt certain that no law could help me break it. He was right. The law governed the living, not the dead. On his 30th birthday, I planned to give him a carefully prepared gift. I planned to end this indefinite contract with my heart once it stopped beating. February 16, 2026. It was three days until Daniel’s birthday, three days until the surprise arrived.