Queen Never Cry Chapter 1

Cassandra castle was a normal girl before something happened to her while she embarked on a project trip with her friends... What happened to her that night made her lose herself, lover and friends... After being lonely and cut out... Raymond Blake came into her life and fought for her name which he got back... They fell in love despite people and family objecting it... Then suddenly came warning, siege and war

Isabella Nightlock grew up to the stories of mates, the stories of true love from the one fated to you by the Goddess of the Moon. She knew with the long life span of werewolves that it would take years, maybe centuries, until she meets the one. It is instilled to her just like her training. What she did not expect was to find him on the royal tour with her parents. What she did not expect was for him to be the Alpha of the warriors only pack Frost Moon What she did not expect was to be rejected at the tender age of eighteen. But, what he - Alpha Damon Frost - did not expect that 6 years later he finds out the mate he rejected was none other than the newly crowned Alpha Queen of the werewolf nation and the one to lead them all to war against the Shadows, Demons who's goal is to claim the earth from the other four races. Will Damon be able to win the heart of his mate back after realizing his mistake and will Isabella forgive and accept this Alpha or will she reject him in turn and find a new mate to rule at her side during the trialing times her Nation faces?

A family where cannibalism and having s*x with family is legal due to curse from their old family circle. A family where dark secret is still running to their blood. Ang sumpang sumira sa buhay nila. Paano kaya nila matatakasan at makakalimutan ito kung ang sarili nilang pamilya ang nakataya dito? Paano nila ito mabibitawan kung ang Pamilya Barber ay gumawa ng kasalanan walang sinoman ang makakatakas? Isa sa biktima ng kanilang family Dark Secret ay ang pangalawang Anak ni Paulo na si Miguel. Nung nalaman nito ang nakaraan niya mula sa kanyang pamilya ay mas lalo itong nakaramdam ng init at galit sa pagkatao. Paano kaya kung malaman nya rin ang nangyari sa kanya nung 15 years old pa lang siya? Matatakasan pa kaya ng pamilya nila ang sumpa na hanggang ngayon ay nagpapasakit parin sa angkan nila o tuluyan na itong mapuputol sa kanilang dalawang magkapatid? Sino nga ba si Miguel at ano ang papel ni Carlo sa kapatid para matapos ang cursed sa Family nila?

Once upon a time, may chubby girl na naniwala sa fairytales. Spoiler alert: ako ‘yon. At guess what? Hindi prince charming ang nakuha ko—kundi certified manloloko. Ginamit lang niya ako for his grades, kinuntsaba pa ang Queen Bitch ng school naming matagal ko ng mortal enemy. Akala nila tapos na ako? Nope. After one hot summer, I’m back—new look, new mindset, new mission. Operation: Prom Queen starts now. And this time, I’m not just after the crown… I’m after revenge.

Katerina Lillybeth Bautista is an aspiring Artist full of dreams and admiration. She spends her life searching for her purpose in life, and when she finally found it along with the love that she always wish for, a horrifying tragic experience happens to her ending his own life. She wakes up one day knowing that she became a spirit and no one can see her. On the day she wants to go to another side she didn't make it because she realized that she needs an answer first to her sudden death, she needs to give justice and find the person behind her tragic experience. Until she met a blind man who will receive a new eye that eventually can see Katerina Lillybeth spirit that gives hope to Katerina to find the answer to all her question but she didn't know that she will eventually fall to a Man that she can't even hold or touch. Will love really conquer everything even in the midst of life and death?

The carnivorous ways of the Aswang leave little room for love - much less a forbidden one between a queen and human girl. Little did Aswang Queen Catarina know, soon, her life would be changed by a plucky American biologist. A blue eyed, blonde adventurer, Rose Smith from California, who would make Catarina question all she knew, and want to make a human Her Aswang Woman King. ___ Catarina Rosales Marquez, 26, is the Aswang Queen of the Domminga Mountains, but she abhors eating humans. She has genetically engineered the fruits of her goddess Ikapati to produce human proteins in order to bring peace to Mindanao - but the Aswang do not trust this revolutionary, peaceful Queen - and are wary of the American biologist she has taken under her wing. Rose Smith is a German-American biologist doing her dissertation on the elusive, endangered Phillippines Eagle. Having studied the Tarsier in her undergraduate semester abroad in Manila, she fell in love with chicken adobo, pandesal - and Filipina women. Eager to be the first American biologist to do a longitudinal study of the Phillipines Eagle, she sets out into the Domminga Mountains on a bus with a one-way ticket - not afraid of the local's warnings of the rabid Iktapati Aswang Clan that eats humans, and roving bands of Tikbalang werehorses that stampede trespassers to death. When Catarina and Rose collide, it is oil and flame. Catarina, expected to marry a King, finds herself questioning the very cosmos of relationships - can she take a Queen, and a feisty American grad student at that? And can Rose come to terms with the elusive, seductive courts of the Vampiric Aswang? When the Iktapati clan rebels, the Tikbalang war, and the wind spirits coquette, Rose and Catarina must team up to save the humans of Mindanao - and the Phillipines eagle!

After my family went bankrupt, my fiancé, Thaddeus Blackwood, firmly broke off our engagement and chose Vivienne Winters instead. It was Sterling Knight who helped me clear my debts and arranged my father's funeral, rescuing me from financial ruin. For the next three years, he remained steadfastly by my side. Just when I believed I had found my salvation, I overheard a conversation between Sterling and his friend the day before our wedding. "Do you really plan to marry Arabella Frost? Aren't you afraid she'll eventually discover that you orchestrated her father's death and her family's bankruptcy?" "Vivienne has already married Thaddeus," Sterling replied. "I might as well marry her. And if she finds out, so what? I paid off her debts and gave her father a proper burial. I've done right by her." Only then did I realize that Sterling had deceived me too. From beginning to end, I was the only one truly invested in this relationship.

Seratus tahun perang mengubah kejayaan Kerajaan Dracul menjadi reruntuhan. Untuk menyelamatkan bangsa vampir dari kepunahan, Raja Dragneel memutuskan menjodohkan putri tunggalnya, Selvia de Dracul, dengan musuh abadi: pewaris Kerajaan Draco, pengendali naga. Namun Selvia bukanlah boneka politik. Malam sebelum perjodohan, ia melarikan diri ke dalam hutan Transilvania. Di sanalah ia menemukan sebuah gua kuno yang dijaga suku Darkbat—penjaga gerbang antara dunia. Dengan segel kelelawar, portal terlarang terbuka, melemparkan Selvia ke dunia asing yang sama sekali tak dikenalnya: bumi, tepatnya di sebuah kota kecil di Indonesia. Di sana, Selvia bertemu seorang pemuda manusia biasa. Pemuda itu bukan bangsawan, bukan ksatria, bahkan tidak memiliki kekuatan apa pun. Namun justru kelemahan dan ketulusan lelaki itu perlahan menembus hati Selvia yang keras, menghadirkan kehangatan yang tak pernah ia temukan di istana penuh intrik. Tetapi cinta mereka bukanlah cinta sederhana. Bayangan perang lama masih mengintai. Raja Draco dan pasukan naganya takkan diam saat mengetahui pewaris Dracul bersembunyi di dunia manusia. Portal antar-dunia mulai retak, mengancam menyatukan kegelapan Transilvania dengan bumi. Antara takdir kerajaan dan cinta terlarang, Selvia harus memilih: Apakah ia akan menjadi ratu vampir yang terikat perang abadi? Atau wanita biasa… yang rela menyerahkan keabadiannya demi satu cinta fana?

On my very first day at work, I received an unexpected "Carpool Request": "I am currently 3 weeks pregnant. Since I don't know how to drive and for the safety of my baby, I require my colleagues to take turns picking me up and dropping me off." "After some research, I found that your car is worth a lot of money, and it’s less than a year old, meeting my standards for a suitable ride. You will be responsible for driving me home today after work." "I don’t work overtime, so please pack up your things before clock-out time and leave the office on schedule." I frowned and immediately replied: "If you have no shame, I’m happy to donate it to someone who truly needs it!"

Deux inconnus dans un ascenseur en panne, entre deux étages d'un hôtel anonyme. Lui, les mains encore marquées par un récent accident. Elle, les lèvres teintées du rouge à lèvres qu'elle vient d'effacer nerveusement. Pas de noms. Pas d'histoires. Seulement l'espace exigu qui rétrécit à chaque expiration. L'électricité statique qui fait crépiter la laine. Un regard accroché à un poignet, une veine qui bat sous la peau fine. La chaleur devient palpable, suffocante. La première parole est un juron étouffé. Le premier contact n'est pas une main, mais un souffle contre une tempe. L'étreinte qui suit est une affaire de survie, une tentative désespérée de prouver qu'ils sont encore vivants face à l'étreinte de fer qui les emprisonne. C'est brutal, urgent, sans fioriture. Le cuir de sa ceinture laisse une marque sur sa hanche. L'agrafe de son collier lui griffe la nuque. Dans l'obscurité intermittente des lampes de secours, ils se dévorent. Chaque baiser est une question sans réponse, chaque morsure une ponctuation. Ils extirpent l'un de l'autre des gémissements qu'ils ne se connaissaient pas, des peurs qu'ils n'avouaient pas. Ils sont à la fois le remède et le poison, l'oxygène et la privation. Quand les lumières se rallument et que l'ascenseur repart avec un grondement sourd, ils se séparent comme on se scarifie. Aucune promesse. Juste l'odeur de l'autre sur la peau, indélébile. Elle sort à son étage, il descend au rez-de-chaussée. Leurs vies respectives les attendent, inchangées en apparence. Mais quelque chose a cédé. Quelque chose a brûlé. Et chacun, dans son silence, porte désormais la mémoire brûlante de cette chute libre partagée, de cet instant parfaitement égoïste et absolu où ils n'ont été que chair, pulsion et vérité crue.