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What was the right way to fight an enemy? As a mate or as a best friend? And in the end, I found my answer. "Mate!" I called to Arden and I waited for him to answer it. My mind began to plot how I would silently and quietly take down his father, his mistress, and himself to the grave. I would be the one to drive a sword through their hearts. I would become their worst nightmare. I would make them beg for daring to destroy my family. I felt my eyes moisten as I glared at him. I would be the last thing that they saw before they breathed their last. "Mate!" Arden answered. And in my mind, I knew that Arden had just signed his death warrant by accepting me as his mate. ********* On the night of Zira's mating ceremony, she is killed by her childhood bestfriend and mate, Arden Blackstone —a man whose family has done nothing but hate the Alpha's Household. After murdering the entire family, Zira is left for last. Zira finds herself in the void between life and death. The man who she had thought loved her, had only been using her to get to the throne and her parents —while the one whom she considered her enemy was the one who wanted to help her. The moon goddess appears to her and she gives her two options; To remain in the void to cry her eyes out or return to her old life and protect the moon crest from getting into the wrong hands. In the end she chooses revenge and Zira will stop at nothing until they are all destroyed.

"Custom demanded that Prince Urban get a love mark tattooed to the side of his left eye as an infant, just like the rest of his people, but to him, the stupid things have only brought on the scorn of his father, the misery of his siblings, and caused his entire kingdom to go broke from fighting so many wars over the irritating ink stains. When Urban’s sister must travel to Donnelly, the kingdom within the sand, for her arranged marriage to align two realms, he goes with her. But he no sooner steps foot inside their castle than his mark starts itching like a son of a bitch, telling him his one true love is near. It just figures, though, that the woman meant for him is completely forbidden. Now he must decide if he should ignore the persistent mark, telling him she's the one, in order to avoid a possible war between kingdoms, or if he should discover whether she's worth risking everything for so they can be together. Either way, his life gets sucked into chaos with threats of beheadings, dark magic lurking, castle traitors scheming, and sword fights eminent. Who knew one little tattoo could cause so much trouble? (ONE TRUE LOVE is the author’s first attempt at a fantasy romance. Please forgive her; she might’ve read an overabundance of Cassandra Gannon, Sarah J. Maas, and Eve Langlais books, then gone off to watch too many episodes of Supernatural, Game of Thrones, and Outlander, because this was the outcome.)"

Ten years ago, they left her to die. Now she's back—with a new name, a new face… and a plan. Everyone thinks Kayla Serrano is just another rising actress—bold, beautiful, untouchable. But behind the fame is a woman haunted by betrayal. Once known as Mykayla Rae Jones, she was heir to a powerful empire… until her stepmother stole her name, her future, and nearly her life. Now, Kayla is ready to take everything back. She didn’t expect to fall for Rowan Hermoso—her former fiancé and the man unknowingly tied to her downfall. He doesn’t remember her. He doesn’t know he’s part of her revenge. But secrets never stay buried for long. And when love mixes with vengeance, someone always bleeds.

"From a million miles afar, looks up a woman. Eyes glistening with tears, shedding for the man lying at cosmos." Despaire Grevett has always hated her name for its peculiarity. In spite of it, the name itself resonates with her life. As she discovered the world of Terralona, the dark secrets of her identity were unearthed. Mysteries that we're long-forgotten were unveiled. Amidst her journey of seeking the truth, she met Cross Trevese Ashmeir, a man of her age who describes himself as the absolute epitome of tragedy. They were two kindred souls in two different worlds. But how can Despaire survive the fact that she is the root of Cross' tragedy? One lie and a disclosed secret, either of the two bring chaos. Will she be able to withstand the fate that was given to both of them? Or drown by the horror of the blood running through her veins?

After regaining my hearing, I happily march over to the room of my arch-rival, eager to flaunt in front of him—only to hear him moaning my name as he does what all guys do for pleasure.

His lips stretched into a predatory smile that sent chills skittering down my backbone. “Dance on the nails, Sin. Don't make me repeat myself.” He really was the devil. *** Bound to the notorious murderer who’s put a sword to her father’s neck, Princess Annora, fallen from grace, is made to live in Devil’sDen pack as the slave to her captor, Alpha Aegon. Being the fated mate to the Beta of the same vicious pack, Annora plans to use her mate’s feelings as a triumph card, driving her way up to the Alpha’s heart and hoping to put a knife in it. But life happens in reverse— the Alpha becomes the one ‘putting’ things in her. He’s elusive, the most dangerous man she’s ever known. But he’s just as sweet around the edge, alluring in all the forbidden ways. Her hate for him becomes a three-legged chair— wavering. Alpha Aegon hates the Stormbringers for everything they’d cost him, but taking their little white-haired princess was a complete crack in his mode of operation. As harmless as she might seem, everyone is a victim of her wits. Of course, he thinks he’s excluded. Aegon only finds out he’s been mastered in his own game when it's too late, and everything else hangs in the line. His life. Hers. His Virtuous Beta's. What evil befalls this forbidden attraction? How does Annora outsmart this charming man who’s laid waste to everything she’s ever known?

During a kindergarten parent-teacher conference, a rich wife accuses me of stealing her bag. I'm baffled. I bought the bag myself abroad, and it even has my name etched on it. However, when I scrutinize the bag, I discover that my name is missing. I call my husband, and he impatiently says, "I gave your bag to Jen. She's fresh out of college and needs an expensive bag to make herself look good. Even Finn said the bag is too young for you—it suits Jen more. You're too old for these things. You should be glad to even have a fake one." I bark out an exasperated laugh. I can go without having a husband, but the bag has to be returned to me.

Lieutenant Trist Sandoval. A young beautiful, smart, talented lady who want to protect and serve her fellow citizens and country. She was a princess but she wants to be soldier. The great officer—who killed the mafia boss. Lieutenant encounter Angel Ratchasi. The handsome low-key billionaire. The hot bachelor CEO of Ratchasi Empire. The heir and also the heartless and wicked newly mafia boss. “An Angel without wings but can give you ride to heaven. If you want to... be my guest.” —Angel Ratchasi. May she serve loyally, if she fall in love to a brother of the mafia boss she killed? Would they continue love each other or they will kill each other for revenge? What if she fall but he fall harder? What would she do in the name of revenge? What would he do in the name of love?

"Are you absolutely certain you want to purchase this Bond Severance Potion? Once consumed, it will gradually dissolve your mate bond over fifteen days. After that, the connection will be permanently broken. There's no reversing it, no room for regret." I nodded without hesitation. "Your name?" she asked, preparing to record the sale. "Sierra McKnight." The witch's hand froze, her eyes widening with recognition. Everyone in our country knew that Damien Blackwood, the Alpha King of the Northern Territory, had an Omega mate he'd cherished and pursued for years before their wolves finally bonded. Her name was Sierra McKnight. Without hesitation, I drank the Bond Severance Potion in one swift motion. Opening my phone, I booked a one-way ticket to Europe departing in exactly fifteen days. This time, Alexander would never find me anymore.

Belle met Storm on one cold night. Just like his name, he came into her life like a raging storm. Tingin pa lang nito ay gusto na niyang tumakbo—tumakbo patungo sa mga bisig nitong unang pagkikita pa lang ang nagbigay na ng kakaibang init sa kanya. She surrendered her whole to him. She believed that Storm was her fated mate and he marked her on the same night that they first met. But what if Storm is not serious about her? And, Storm was not his name because he was Asule Shun! The ruthless leader of Black Eagle Pack. Will Belle regret giving herself to Asule or will she still choose to be with him even if she knew that she was just one of the pieces on his chess?