Red Butterfly Mga Nobela at Kwento

CAN YOU LOVE THE DEVIL? IF HE TURNS OUT TO BE YOUR KNIGHT IN SHINING ARMOR?... A woman with no memory of her past. Twenty-eight year old brooklyn journalist, Aya Mayhem gets caught up in a brutal case that almost takes her life. Aya's interest in the case leads her to a new world she could never have believed existed. A dark cold world, filled with vampires. She's trapped in a nightmare, one filled with blood sucking vampires and she is forced to accept the truth about vampires, vampires who want her dead because of her past. A past that she has no memory of. But what would she do when no one believes her. Not until her case leads her to the city's billionaire playboy, Malcolm Baal. who believes her story about vampires and joins her to fight against them. but what would she do when she finds out that her hero turns out to be one of them? Can she still trust or even love a vampire? *Can she break the forbidden rule and pursue a romance with a vampire? A sacred romance. **Caught between Heaven and Hell, Aya and Malcolm must travel down a path of mystery and terror as their pasts are slowly revealed and their passions ignite, in a world that smells like blood and tastes like fear.

Hidden from a past soaked in blood, I was raised as an outcast with no knowledge of who I truly am. Now, the ruthless Alpha who rejected me is about to discover the truth he never saw coming. I am the lost heir to a murdered royal bloodline — the princess his own pack betrayed. They destroyed my family. They think I am dead. Now I will return to reclaim my birthright and make them all pay. He may despise me, but he will soon learn that the girl he scorned is the one born to wear the crown. Marked by hatred. Destined for revenge. I will rise from the shadows and claim my power. And all who betrayed me will bow before the queen.

Scarred and wolfless, Renee is chosen by a powerful Alpha… only to be used, betrayed, and left for dead after her child is stolen. Seven months later, she returns with a new face, a false name, and a dangerous contract mating with her enemy’s brother, Roman Hastings. Revenge is easy, but falling for the wrong person is not.

Amara Larkspur and I have been dating for seven years. But she claims that she's sick of me, so she quickly finds herself a younger lover. I don't kick up a fuss at all. All I do is throw away the engagement ring and take down the decorations of the proposal venue. After that, I leave the city where I got my heart broken. All of Amara's friends keep speculating just how long it'll take me to crawl back to her this time. After all, everyone thinks of me as her ultimate simp. However, this time, I never return to her side. Amara finally panics and calls my number. "Ryan Crawford, if you don't return to me right now, we'll break up for real!" But all she hears is a feminine voice that lets out a soft titter. "Ryan is bathing at the moment. I can help you pass the message if you'd like."

Namih Chan is a detective. She does not believe in the ghost that will return to earth to demand justice. But since Namih Chan lived in her rented house, her perspective changed. Almost every night, she dreams of a bloody woman. She was begging for justice. It doesn't hold her back anymore. Until she decided to reopen the woman's case when she found out that someone had died in the house she was renting, few years ago. She struggled to trace the woman's origin until she met the family. She was asking for cooperation from the family, but they refused. Until she meets the eldest brother who is also a detective. Joojen Lee, a half blooded korean who used to live in the country. She worked with him. Along with her search for justice is the monthly case of murder of a half filipino women in their city. The woman died the same way as Joana was killed. She concluded that the killer of the woman in their city and Joana's killer had something to do with it. Will they succeed in achieving the justice that Joana demands, in exchange for her silence? Are they ready to find out who is the person behind the murders?

I turned to Kaelen and said, "I need you to help me make a potion—something that can erase every trace of me, like I never existed. Like I'm already dead. "It's the only way I can leave Julian Blackwood for good." Everyone used to say he loved me like I was his own heartbeat. For me—a rogue with no pack to protect me—he even called off a planned union with the Silvermoon Pack. He built a whole new territory and named it after me. At the start of every month, he'd hunt down the rarest snow fox pelts just for me. He told his pack I was his only salvation. For years, he made everyone believe in our love story. But love isn't always loyalty. While I was busy believing in forever, he was quietly building a second life behind my back—a home filled with his twin pups' cries and toys. Their eyes were just like his. The night I vanished, I burned it all down. That once-loving den turned to ash. He searched every valley, put a bounty on every winged rider, and tore through half the borderlands to find me. But when he finally did, I was already gone.

In her past life, when a truck barreled toward them, Lillian Hogan instinctively pushed Elton Ruiz out of harm's way. She paid the price with both her legs crushed. When she woke up in the hospital, the aloof, noble man lowered his head for the first time. Standing by her bedside, he promised to marry her. Tearfully, she accepted the proposal from the man she'd loved since she was eight. But after the wedding, Elton often stayed out all night. His attitude toward her grew cold and harsh. When an infection from her injuries left her on the brink of death, the billionaire didn't spare a single penny for her care. "I never thanked you for saving my life," he said. "Our marriage was a mistake from the start. Let me go." His face grim, he pulled out her oxygen tube. Lillian's eyes widened in shock. In the agony of betrayal and heartbreak, she took her last breath. If she could do it all over again, she vowed never to love Elton again.

Rosalie Lardner has 19 chances to get Brandon Searle into bed. Succeed just once, and she wins. Fail all 19, and she loses the title of "Mrs. Searle" for good. This is the bet she made with Brandon's stepmother—a deal she signed with complete confidence. But unfortunately, she fails every single time. Eighteen attempts, 18 failures. Now, it all comes down to the 19th try.

After my son’s surgery, I stayed overnight at the hospital. While keeping watch, I scrolled through my phone and came across a post. [What’s the worst thing you’ve ever done?] An anonymous user replied. [I used the senior who sponsored me as a stepping stone.] [My sponsor was rich and clueless. He paid for my entire college education, and after I graduated, I slept with his wife. She even had my child.] [The best part is that he treats my son like his own. He works himself to exhaustion just to set that kid up for life.] [By the way, his family just received three million from the relocation compensation. My lover will be here soon. She’ll pretend we need it for a school district apartment and trick him into giving it to us.] [Once the cash is in hand and the villa is bought, I’ll have my son acknowledge me as his real father and then throw my sponsor out of the house.] A blurry photo of a little boy was attached. My heart skipped a beat. On his wrist was the safety charm I had given my son. Just then, my wife pushed open the hospital room door. “Honey, Xeno is starting elementary school soon. Let’s take your mom’s compensation money from the relocation and use it to buy a place in a good school district.”

I was a painter, but a car accident took my eyesight. When I was at my lowest, it was my childhood friend, Connor Pitt, who stayed by my side the whole time. He became the only light left in my life. Later, we got married. However, two years into our marriage, I accidentally discovered a recording on the computer. “Connor, thank you for saving me. But you hid the truth from Faye and took her corneas for me. When she wakes up, how are you going to explain it to her? What if she calls the police?” “She won’t find out the truth. I won’t let her. She’s blind anyway. I’ll marry her and keep her under my control, right by my side. June, for you, I’d do anything.” I was stunned, and a shiver ran down my spine. The salvation I thought I had found had been a lie from the very beginning. After sending a copy of the recording to my phone, I scheduled an abortion at the hospital. If that was the case, then it was time for us to go our separate ways.