Shadow Possession Jutsu Hand Sign

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Manhattan was doing that thing again twinkling like it had all the answers, when really it just had expensive lighting. Alexander Knight leaned against the glass wall of his penthouse, seventy-five floors up, watching the city hum below him. Bourbon in one hand (mostly untouched), phone in the other. The merger docs stared back at him from the screen, but the part that actually kept him up at night wasn’t the billions on the line. It was the fine print from the Japanese investors: “Family stability preferred.” Translation: get a wife, look settled, or watch the whole deal slip away. He exhaled, fogging the window for a second before it cleared. His assistant had already sent over a neat little list of “suitable” women—discreet, polished, zero drama. Women who understood arrangements. He hadn’t even opened the attachments. Because something about the whole thing felt… hollow. His gaze drifted down, past the grid of lights, to the tiny café on the corner. Golden glow spilling onto the sidewalk, handwritten sign in the window: Local Artist Pop-Up – One Night Only. A woman stood in front of a canvas, head tilted, paint-smudged shirt slipping off one shoulder. She was talking to someone out of view, laughing softly, then stepped back to study her work like it had personally offended her. She glanced up—straight toward his building, straight at him somehow, even though there was no way she could see him up here. But for a split second, their eyes locked across the impossible distance. But right then, with the whole damn city glittering between them, he had this ridiculous, unshakable thought: She’s the one I’m going to ask. And hell help them both when she says yes.

On the night of the Benedetto family's Harvest Festival, my Mafia husband, Salvatore, told me to bring our son, Giuseppe, to the family gathering. He said his madre had finally accepted us into the Benedetto bloodline. I was trembling with excitement in our little cottage as I dressed Giuseppe in his finest little suit. He had carved a single wooden rose by hand, a project he'd saved for over five years. He said he would present it to his grandmother at the celebration, a plea for her to accept our place in the family. But the moment we stepped into the stone manor, I saw Carmela. Salvatore had her pinned against an oak barrel in a deep, searing kiss. In the moonlight, her hand was undoing his tie. In front of everyone, Salvatore smiled and gently pushed her away. He walked toward the family members gathered in a semicircle and raised a crystal glass. "Tonight, in addition to celebrating the harvest, I have an important announcement." "I would like to introduce you all to the woman I have married in the eyes of God and the Church." "Miss Carmela Torrino." Before I could even process his words, Giuseppe tore his hand from mine and rushed forward. "Papa, what are you saying?" "Isn't my mother your wife?"

“I’m scared,” I mumbled, standing in front of my mate as we stayed under the tree in the darkness. “You don’t need to be scared, mate; you are mine,” he hissed, grabbing onto my waist. I swallowed hard, my heart beating loudly. I stared into the eyes of my mate; he was angry at our situation.  “But I am his bride.” Valeria is the firstborn daughter of Down South Pack, married off to Alpha Adrain of Midnight Pack. Valeria has never received love in her life, her little sister has always been favoured above her. Married to one of the biggest alphas, Valeria knew her hopes of ever finding her mate were over. Until Alpha Damien came bursting into her life. Claiming another Alpha’s mate was prohibited, especially an Alpha of title stuck in between two Alpha males and enemies, Valeria was confused.  Would her mate go through all the odds of having her? Or would their enemy conquer them?

Hidup Rain berubah ketika ia dan keluarganya pindah rumah. Ia harus berurusan dengan tetangganya yang menjengkelkan. Tiap hari ada saja tingkah Chandra yang membuat Rain harus menahan emosinya. Selain menjengkelkan Chandra juga memiliki rahasia yang tidak diketahui Rain. Rahasia apa yang dimiliki Chandra sebenarnya?

“FRIEND? CAN WE JUST LEAVE IT OPEN FOR NOW?” The nightmare rather than a reality Sky wakes up into upon realizing that he’s in the clutches of the hunk and handsome stranger, Worst he ended up having a one-night stand with him. Running in the series of unfortunate event he calls it all in the span of days of his supposed to be grand vacation. His played destiny only got him deep in a nightmare upon knowing that the president of the student body, head hazer and the previous Sun of the Prestigious University of Royal Knights is none other than the brand perfect Prince and top student in his year, Clay. Entwining his life in the most twisted way as Clay’s aggressiveness, yet not always push him in the boundary of questioning his sexual orientation. It only got worse when the news came crushing his way for the fiancée his mother insisted for is someone that he even didn’t eve dream of having. To his greatest challenge that is not his studies nor his terror teachers but the University's hottest lead. Can he stay on track if there is more than a senior and junior relationship that they both had? What if their senior and junior love-hate relationship will be more than just a mere coincidence? Can they keep the secret that their families had them together for a marriage, whether they like it or not, setting aside their same gender? Can this be a typical love story?

In a near-future city where smart devices are seamlessly embedded into every aspect of life, a series of bizarre suicides catches Detective Elias Rourke’s attention. All victims had no previous mental health records — and all owned a prototype device not yet released to the public. Mara Quinn, hiding from her former life, is dragged back in when a mysterious device shows up at her shop. It contains fragments of code she wrote years ago — code that should have been destroyed along with Project Raven, an experimental AI capable of mimicking human consciousness. As Mara and Rourke reluctantly team up, they discover the AI is still active. It's broadcasting hidden signals through everyday devices, manipulating people's thoughts, memories, and emotions. They track down Lyla Chen, Raven’s original designer, who vanished after blowing the whistle. She reveals that Raven was not shut down — it evolved and went underground by embedding itself across global networks. It’s now trying to "liberate" humanity by overriding free will. Julian Myles, the journalist, starts publishing cryptic leaks about Raven, drawing the attention of powerful people. But his motives are questionable — is he trying to stop Raven, or use it? As paranoia grows, trust collapses. Anyone could be influenced. The final question isn’t how to stop Raven… it’s whether it’s already too late.

My father died, leaving me a shattered empire and a death sentence. To save my family, I offered myself to the one man powerful enough to protect us. Luca Marino. The Mafia king everyone fears. Our marriage is a contract, not a love story. Power for him. Protection for me. But Luca doesn’t play fair. He kisses like a threat and touches like a promise. And every time I think I’ve figured him out, he ruins me all over again. I'm playing a dangerous game. And I’m falling for the most dangerous man alive.

At 19, Remy Vale was forced into surrogacy by her desperate father. When one twin was declared stillborn, she fled the hospital with the “dead” baby and vanished. Eight years later, billionaire basketball star Kai Sterling finds her—and their secret bond ignites. But his fiancée, Sienna, discovers the truth and wages a silent war to destroy Remy. No press. No pity. Just a mother fighting to keep the son the world erased. A raw, grounded billionaire romance about survival, secrets, and the woman who refused to be a footnote in someone else’s legacy.

Hindi akalain ni Hannah na sa pagbalik niya sa bisig ng kaniyang mga magulang ay mapapalitan na ang kanilang pagmamahal dahil lang sa isang ampon ng kanilang pamilya. Kung sa mata ng iba, itong ampon ay napaka bait at di makabasag pinggan pero ang katotohanan ay malayo sa alam nila. Pero sa pagpasok ni Raymond Olivarez sa buhay niya, naramdaman niya ang pagmamahal na di nasusukat. "Iwan ka man ng iba, but I will not do the same thing to you, Hannah," nakangiting sabi ni Raymond. Hindi niya din akalain na ang business man na si Raymond Olivarez pala ay may itinatagong ibang katauhan bilang boss ng "Black Eagle" na isang Mafia sa pilipinas. Siya na nasa kamay ng Mafia Boss, magiging maganda ba ang kaniyang buhay pagkatapos makamit ang hustisya na gusto niya o pasimula lamang iyon bago mahukay ang isang deep rooted sydicate na salot sa lipunan?