Seraph Of The End Light

The doctor told me I had 72 hours left, unless I got access to the newest experimental treatment. However, there was only one slot available, and my husband Bowen Liddell gave it to my sister Yvonne Lawson instead. "Her kidney failure is more critical," he said. I nodded and swallowed the white pills that would only speed up my death. In the time I had left, I got a lot done. The lawyer's hand trembled as he passed me the documents. "Are you sure you want to transfer the two billion dollars in shares?" I replied, "Yes. Give them to Yvonne." My daughter, Candice Liddell, was giggling in Yvonne's arms. "Mommy Yvonne bought me a new dress!" I said, "It looks beautiful. Make sure you always listen to Mommy Yvonne, okay?" The art gallery I built from the ground up now had Yvonne's name on the sign. "You're too kind, Kathy," she said, crying. I told her, "You'll run it even better than I ever did." I even signed all my parents' trust fund away. That was when Bowen finally gave me his first genuine smile in years. "Kathleen, you've changed. You're not so aggressive anymore... You're beautiful like this." Indeed. This dying version of me finally became the 'perfect Kathleen Sullivan' in their eyes—obedient, generous, and no longer argumentative. The 72-hour countdown had already begun, and I couldn't help but wonder what they would remember when my heart stopped for good. The good wife who 'finally learned to let go', or the woman who completed her revenge by dying?

After going bankrupt, I do the unthinkable for my gravely ill younger brother, Ricky Ashford, and climb into the bed of Damien Blackwood, the notorious mafia boss. When his smoldering gaze sweeps over my shirtless body, I stay perfectly still. The reason is that I'm afraid to set off this infamous man in front of me. However, the next instant, his lips are everywhere on my skin, and the night dissolves into a wild, reckless blur. For three years, I endure every torment in his bed. Thoughts of escape and even suicide cross my mind, but the fact that my brother is fighting for his life in the ICU keeps me going. One day, I accidentally overhear him speaking with his childhood friend, Chloe Sterling. "How long do you plan to toy with your enemy's daughter? You're not falling for her, are you?" "Don't be absurd." "And what about her sickly brother?" "He died long ago." The last thread holding me together snaps. Now, there is no reason left to live. As I prepare to end my life by burning charcoal, tears well up in his eyes as he pleads for me not to leave.

ในอาณาจักรที่ความมืดและแสงสว่างต่างต่อสู้กันเพื่อครองอำนาจ ไรอัน อีวานส์ ชายหนุ่มผู้มีพลังควบคุมธาตุน้ำ ได้ละทิ้งหน้าที่นักรบของตระกูลเพื่อค้นหาความจริงเกี่ยวกับอดีตและพลังที่เขามี ในขณะที่เขาพยายามวิ่งหนีจากความรู้สึกผิดที่ละทิ้งหน้าที่ ไรอันได้พบกับลีอา เซเรน่า หญิงสาวผู้มีพลังสื่อสารกับธรรมชาติที่เต็มไปด้วยความมุ่งมั่นและความหวัง ความรักที่เกิดขึ้นระหว่างไรอันและลีอาไม่ได้เกิดขึ้นง่ายดาย ทั้งสองต้องเผชิญกับอุปสรรคจากลูเซียส ไนท์ฟอล อดีตเพื่อนสนิทของไรอันที่ตอนนี้กลายเป็นศัตรูผู้ทรงพลัง ลูเซียสมีพลังเงามืดที่สามารถทำลายล้างทุกสิ่ง และความแค้นที่เก็บซ่อนไว้ในใจทำให้เขามุ่งมั่นที่จะใช้พลังนี้ในทางที่ชั่วร้าย เมื่อหมู่บ้านของลีอาถูกทำลาย ไรอันและลีอาตัดสินใจร่วมเดินทางด้วยกันเพื่อหยุดยั้งลูเซียสและค้นหาความหมายที่แท้จริงของพลังที่พวกเขามี ระหว่างการเดินทาง ไรอันต้องเผชิญหน้ากับความรู้สึกผิดในอดีตและความกลัวที่จะสูญเสียคนที่เขารัก ขณะที่ลีอาพยายามดิ้นรนเพื่อค้นพบความจริงเกี่ยวกับพลังของเธอและแก้แค้นให้กับครอบครัว แต่เมื่อไรอันได้เผชิญหน้ากับลูเซียส เขากลับพบว่าความมืดที่ลูเซียสได้รับนั้นเกิดจากการทรยศและความเจ็บปวดในอดีต ไรอันเริ่มตระหนักว่าเป้าหมายของเขาไม่ควรเป็นการล้างแค้นเพียงอย่างเดียว แต่ควรเป็นการเยียวยาและนำพาความสงบสุขกลับคืนสู่จิตใจของตัวเองและผู้อื่น ไรอันและลีอาจะสามารถเอาชนะความมืดและนำทางลูเซียสกลับสู่แสงสว่างได้หรือไม่? ความรักของพวกเขาจะสามารถผ่านพ้นอุปสรรคที่ยิ่งใหญ่ที่สุดนี้ไปได้หรือเปล่า? เรื่องราวของความรัก การเสียสละ และการค้นหาความหมายที่แท้จริงในชีวิตกำลังจะเริ่มต้นขึ้นใน "The Light and Shadow : เงาทมิฬ"

Sleeping with a hot stranger can be life-changing, especially if that stranger becomes your boss and is obsessed with you. Luna and Asher are worlds apart but they can't deny their connection. Asher wants Luna and would have her at any cost but Luna tries to stay from him out of fear of being heartbroken. Asher has secrets that could make their relationship stronger or break it. Enemies in the dark also try to destroy their relationship, but their enemy isn't far but closer than expected. Can they overcome the obstacles?

Held Light, Held Close follows Celeste Bradbury, a quiet, disciplined young woman who arrives in New York to work with the world-famous band Luminous Riot. Raised in the hush of convent halls and foster homes, Celeste has learned to survive by moving gently, listening closely, and building her life out of small, steadfast rituals. But the music world is loud, chaotic, and unkind—especially under the sharp eye of Paul Logan, the band’s volatile lead singer who meets her composure with relentless mockery. As weeks turn into months, Celeste maintains her quiet routines, her faith, and her dignity despite the storm around her. She becomes a still point in the band’s restless orbit—an anchor none of them expected, and a mirror that reveals what each member is running from. Through rehearsals, touring, backstage politics, deadlines, and private battles the world never sees, Celeste’s presence begins to shape the group in ways that defy explanation. The House She Built is a story of chosen family, slow-burn transformation, unspoken tenderness, and the quiet power of a woman who refuses to break—even when the world demands it. It is about the sanctuary we build within ourselves, and the imperfect people we let inside.

My Alpha was gravely wounded in a battle with a rival pack. But I wasn’t worried. I wasn’t even flustered. I let him go, three thousand kilometers away, to be healed. Because in my past life, Damien got himself injured on purpose, all to give his healer mistress, Isla, a shot at glory. Worried sick about him, I forced our pack’s healers to treat him instead. But Isla lost her one shot at fame. Without it, she couldn't secure her place in any pack and eventually killed herself. Damien's life was saved, but he blamed me for her death. He poisoned me, leaving me to die in agony. When I opened my eyes again, I was back. Right before Damien got hurt.

At eight months pregnant, my younger sister, Reina York, pushed me down the stairs, causing me to go into early labor.  At the hospital, I called Xavier Morales, but he answered with an impatient scoff. "What do you expect me to do about it? Stop bothering me." Xavier hated me, and he never wanted our child. Our baby girl was born, but despite the doctors doing everything they could, she did not make it. I called Xavier repeatedly, but he coldly hung up on me every time. Then, just moments later, I saw Reina's latest social media post. Xavier was there with her, smiling like he did not have a care in the world. He had completely abandoned me just to be with Reina. Even when our baby was cremated, they were still posting about their love like nothing had happened.  I did not scream, nor did I cry—I just packed my bags and left.

Ethan Hayes and I grew up together, but we ended up resenting each other for a lifetime. He blamed me for taking matters into my own hands, forcing his memories back, and causing his true love to jump off a building. I blamed him for going back on his word. He promised to love me forever, but after losing his memory, he fell for someone else. In the early stages of our ten-year marriage, we were as cold as strangers who knew each other too well. When I got diagnosed with ALS, everyone in town urged him to divorce me. He only carried me to a chapel, knelt among the burning candles for an entire day and night, and prayed for a miracle. On my deathbed, he held me through the night, his forehead against my cheek. "I've done my duty to you in this life," he whispered. "If there's a next one, I hope you don't make me remember. Just let me be with her." Tears slid down my face. I finally got it. I shouldn't have chained him down with our teenage love, dragging him through a whole life. When I opened my eyes again, I was back to the day I found Ethan. This time, I chose to let him be with his true love instead of waking his memories.

In the eighth year of our secret office marriage, Marvin lit up every LED screen in Ocean City, just to make his little assistant smile. Amidst the well-wishes from everyone, the assistant cheerfully handed out gifts to the entire office. I casually tossed my gift into the trash. The assistant immediately ran to Marvin's office, tears streaming down her face, to report me. Moments later, Marvin, furious, suspended me from my position. As I walked out of the company building, Marvin's voice echoed from the loudspeakers on the top floor. "Celebrating Wendy's successful completion of her work, the gift is ready!" Wendy—was the assistant's name. As I watched the crowd rush past me, I calmly cut all ties with Marvin. This hidden marriage had come to an end.

Seven years into our marriage, my husband, Lucas Thorne, is hailed as a legendary astronomer in the field of astronomy. It is no secret that he absolutely adores me, his wife. He always keeps a polite, distant demeanor with those around him. Even when his new assistant, Serena Cox, asks for his number, he coldly turns her down. In the year he proposed to me, he named a star "LAW", which was an acronym for "Lucas Adores Wilma". Since then, every asteroid he discovers is named with initials that hold a special significance only the two of us know. To others, they might just be scientific achievements. But to me, they are unspoken love letters. This goes on until this morning, when I stumble upon an unfamiliar phone. I unlock it easily with my middle name, thinking it's yet another quiet gesture of his love. But to my horror, I find a string of explicit messages between him and another woman. The person who was at the receiving end of those messages was none other than… Serena, his assistant.