Remember Me For Centuries

Fajar, pria yang memiliki perusahaan teknologi dihadapkan pada kenyataan jika dirinya memiliki kepribadian ganda. Mariska, kekasih Fajar tidak mengetahui apa yang terjadi pada dirinya, hanya satu orang yang mengetahuinya, Indira. Seringnya Fajar dan Indira bersama membuat mereka memiliki perasaan berbeda. Bukan hanya Fajar yang menyukai Indira, tapi 2 kepribadiannya yang lain juga menyukai Indira dibandingkan Mariska. Akankah Fajar sembuh dengan bantuan Indira? Bagaimana dengan percintaannya dengan Marissa? Siapa yang akan Fajar dan hatinya pilih?

On the day Vanessa turned seventeen, she saw her mate making out with another woman. Alexander, her mate, hated Vanessa so he wanted to reject her but was rejected instead.

He saw her bruises and vowed to become her war. Tessa was born to be a Luna. Instead, she became a prisoner. Silenced. Claimed by a Beta who uses pain as punishment. Forgotten by a pack that never wanted her. Tessa has learned to survive by becoming invisible - until he arrives. Dorian is an Alpha from a rival pack. Ruthless. Untouchable. And the second he lays eyes on her, he knows what she is. His. He doesn’t care about her forced bond. Doesn’t care that claiming her could start a war. Because to save her, he’s ready to burn the world. Even if she’s too broken to believe she’s worth saving.

It was supposed to be just a one-time encounter — just letting out the steam that had been fuming between us. He was not made for relationships, while I just got out of one and was not ready for another. But that one-night stand with the playboy Gamma of the Black Shadow Pack turned into two nights, and then three, until I could no longer count the number of times he knocked at my door whenever he wanted to get laid. And I just let him in. Every damn time. But then, the nights of passion turned into two stripes on the pregnancy stick. And he wanted nothing to do with it. I should have expected that. He was, after all, Austin Montrell. So I kicked him out of my apartment, out of my life, and out of my way. I vowed to forget him — raise my child on my own, and never look back. I was doing so well until the day I found my son missing and his scent lingering in the place where I left him. If the Gamma thought he could just abandon me and our child and then take us back because he changed his mind, well, he was in for the ride of his life because this time, I was not letting him back in. ***** THE ALPHA BLOOD CIRCLE: Book 1: She's The Luna I Want Book 2: The Beta and I Book 3: Let The Gamma Fall For Me Although this book can be read as a standalone, I highly recommend reading Book 1 and 2 to understand the characters and the world I created. ***** Follow me on my I G and F B for updates and teasers - author.cassa.m 

"This is what you wanted, isn’t it, little hunter?” he growled, flipping me onto my back like I weighed nothing. His hand fisted in my hair, dragging a broken moan from my throat. “Next time you put a blade to my throat… use it.” All my life, I’ve been trained as a hunter—my father’s perfect weapon. Born into a bloodline sworn to protect the human world from the monsters they can't even recognize. I thought I knew what monsters were… until the ancient, ruthless, obsessive Lycan King marked me as his mate — to break the witches’ curse that chained him to centuries of torment. One bite ruined everything — binding my body, mind, and soul to him. My touch quiets his endless agony — and he’d burn the world to keep it. Now I’ll play his wicked game — and turn his greatest weapon against him: me. I’ll remind him who’s really hunting who. But what happens when vengeance tastes like hunger? When I crave the monster I was born to hunt? When every lie my father hammered into me becomes just another chain — binding me to the beast I can’t let go? Now every step into his world drags me deeper — into secrets I was never meant to see, a darkness I was trained to destroy, and a forbidden life I crave more than my own salvation.

“How did you make the alpha smile?” “Huh?” I did what?” “He doesn’t feel any emotions. And… of all the women, it was you who caught his eye. A lowly maid.” I blinked at the question; not a single answer registered in my head. I’ve only heard rumors about the Alpha. A lot of hearsay about his political power, charisma, and his battle skills. In death battles, he always wins. But he disappears for a long time afterwards. Some say it’s because his wounds don’t heal as fast—or they don’t heal at all. I am not so sure. But the only known fact is… He doesn’t feel anything! Happiness? Pain? Love? Hurt? And… what about pleasure? Does he enjoy having sex then? *** “The alpha is dying… You must heal him.” I am no healer. I am just a normal female wolf serving the pack mansion to pay my family’s debt. How could I become the alpha’s healer? “Then be my slut, so you can be of use.” I swear I will have my revenge. Despite being cursed to feel nothing, I will make sure you will ache for me in all the ways possible, Alpha Kirion.

My daughter, Annabelle Turner, was diagnosed with hereditary heart disease. I spent the past five years searching for a compatible heart donor for her. Now, I finally found one. Right before Annabelle is sent into the surgery room, my husband and renowned cardiologist, Gabriel Turner, tearfully makes me a promise. "Don't worry, sweetheart. I'll make sure Annabelle gets a shot at life again." Yet halfway through the surgery, Gabriel suddenly leaves in a hurry without giving any explanation. I stumble into the surgery room and see Annabelle lying on the operating table, covered in blood. Her chest is cut wide open, laid bare for all to see. Tyler Rotwell, Gabriel's assistant, stammers out, "Dr. Turner said… that Anna can still hold on a little longer, but Ms. Byron's son can't. "Dr. Turner took the heart that was meant for Anna and left…" I immediately break down and repeatedly call Gabriel's number, but Gabriel never answers a single call, not even when Anna's blood has completely dried… While settling my daughter's post-mortem affairs, I happen to see a newly posted update on Gabriel's childhood friend, Suzanne Byron's social media. "Turns out it was just a misdiagnosis," was what the caption read. "In that case, let's give this useless little thing to our good boy Oscar as a treat!" The video attached depicts Suzanne's dog Oscar tearing into the heart that was supposed to be donated to Annabelle. As I turn to look at Annabelle's cold body, the last shred of love I have for Gabriel starts crumbling apart. By the time Gabriel finally remembers Annabelle, whom he left on the operating table, only an empty bedroom and an urn containing her ashes would greet him…

WARNING: THIS BOOK CONTAINS MATURE & EXPLICIT SCENES. READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION. Seojin, an SS-rank Esper, is the golden retriever type—kind, powerful, and fiercely independent. But there's one thing he's sure of: he doesn't need a Guide, especially not a male one. Haunted by a traumatic childhood experience, Seojin has spent his life pushing away anything that might tie him down, particularly 'Guides'. He’s convinced he’s straight, and the mere idea of bonding with a male Guide is something he refuses to consider. Minseok, a mischievous and dominant S-rank Guide, notorious for his ability to tame even the strongest Espers. He has always been desired, pursued relentlessly by Espers who craves his touch. But none of them interest him—until he meets Seojin, the one Esper who dares to reject him outright. To Minseok, this isn't just about power anymore—Seojin’s resistance becomes an irresistible challenge. For the first time, an Esper he sees as different has the audacity to turn him away, and Minseok is determined to claim him by any means necessary. What starts as a battle of wills soon turns into something far more dangerous: a burning desire, undeniable attraction that neither can ignore. Enemies on the surface, Seojin and Minseok find themselves drawn together by a bond stronger than either expected. As their disdain/obsession towards each other turns into passion, they must confront their deepest fears and desires—because in the end, they might just be exactly what the other needs.

Nagsimula ang lahat sa isang taya, isang pustahan na ginawa ni Stanford Guzman sa kanyang dating kasintahan, isang pustahan na nagpapahintulot kay Veronica Montenegro na pakasalan ang kanyang lihim na pag-ibig. Naisip ni Stanford na palagi siyang mananalo ngunit hindi inaasahan, na ang pagkawala ni Veronica ang magiging pinakamalaking pagsisisi niya. Nakahiga pa rin ako sa kama, hubo't hubad, na may mga marka sa buong katawan ko, nang binitawan niya ang malamig na mga salitang iyon, "Melissa Johnson is back. I want a divorce." Nagulat ako kung gaano siya ka-callus. Hindi ko pa nasasabi sa kanya ang tungkol sa pagbubuntis ko. Ano ang dapat kong gawin ngayon? Makakalimutan ba niya si Melissa at ipagpapatuloy ang kasal na ito kung sasabihin ko sa kanya? "Malinaw na nakasaad sa kontrata na maaari nating tapusin ang kasal na ito kung hindi tayo magmamahalan sa isa't isa sa loob ng isang taon. Hindi kita mahal, Veronica. You failed to win my heart." Walang emosyon niyang sinabi ang mga salitang iyon, nakatingin sa mga mata ko. Naiintindihan ko na hinding-hindi ko mapapalitan si Melissa sa puso niya, kaya nagpasiya akong ilihim sa kanya ang pagbubuntis ko. "Maghiwalay na tayo," sabi ko Naisip ni Veronica na mabubuhay siya nang masaya kasama ang kanyang sanggol na malayo kay Stanford at sa kanyang malamig at walang pusong mundo. Ngunit gumawa na ng ibang plano ang tadhana para sa kanya. Sa huli ay tumawid siya sa kanyang landas. "Naglakas-loob kang itago sa akin ang anak ko. Ngayon humanda ka sa mga kahihinatnan." Nang muling lumitaw si Stanford sa buhay ni Veronica, naging buhawi ng kaguluhan ang lahat. Paano niya ilalayo ang kanyang sarili at ang kanyang anak sa kanya? Maililigtas kaya niya ang sarili na hindi na muling masaktan?

Right after returning from a business trip, Cecelia Moore held her ultrasound report as she hurried to the private suite at the club. She was eager to surprise her husband, Francis Rivera. Just as she was about to open the door, she caught a few words drifting through the crack that stopped her cold. "…So, Fran, did you really marry Cecelia Moore just to protect Melody Green?" In that instant, every drop of blood in Cecelia's body seemed to freeze—she couldn't move.