Something The Way

Umalis si Mikel upang makalimutan ang nobya na nanakit sa kan'ya. Nasira at nasaktan, susubukan niya na buuin muli ang buhay. Iniwan ni Tamara ang kan'yang pamilya dahil sa kapatid na nagbenta sa kan'ya sa isang matandang bilyonaryo na naghahanap ng babae na magsisilang sa kan'yang anak. Dismayado at luhaan, susubukan niya na ayusin ang buhay. Ang dalawang may tinatakasan ay hindi sinasadya na magkrus ang landas isang gabi. Kinabukasan, nagising sila na ikinasal na sila sa isa't isa. Pareho silang tumakbo palayo sa gulo, ngunit ang nangyari noon nakaraang gabi ay nagpagulo lalo sa kanilang buhay. Mananatili kaya ang mga tumakas sa pangako ng kanilang kasal upang makadama ng tunay na pagmamahal? O pareho sila na makakahanap ng dahilan para takasan ang isa't isa?

"Daddy, where is mommy?" Little Aaron asks his daddy. Hearing this Christian's heart twists in pain. His eyes fill up with both pain and regret. He looks at the sky and smiles painfully. "Your mommy lives in the sky," "Can't we call her down, daddy? I miss her?" Angela asks this time innocently Christian looks at them. He doesn't have the answer. How can he make understand his five years, innocent children that their mommy is no more? "If we request God, will he send mommy down?" Aaron asks with so much hope that Christian nods his head helplessly. Christian thinks, that if this lie can bring happiness to their faces then he can do it again and again. But, one day Christian's world stands still when his son speaks up, "Daddy, Mommy is Running Away Catch Her"

CEO ASHER’S RUNAWAY BRIDE (Chasing my rejected love) Mia was at the best era of her life. She had everything she wanted: A good , good financial status and she was getting married to the man she loves. But everything crashes within the blink of an eye when an unexpected evil happened at the eve of her wedding—she morphed into a werewolf. Right in front of her family. Scared and overwhelmed by this unpredictable tragedy, Mia took to her heels and on her quest for control, she met with a mysterious dangerous looking man who claims to be the solution to her unexplained problems. Between the man who’ll travel the deepest parts of earth to find the woman he loves and a man who wants to hide her away to solve her predicament; Will Mia find the answers she’s searching for before it’s too late?

After eight years together, I took a hit for my surgeon boyfriend. Milton Woodard vowed I could ask for anything. Everyone assumed I'd seize the chance to propose, locking him down for good. Instead, I looked him in the eye and said, "Let's break up." Then I walked away without a backward glance. Milton smirked, betting with his buddies that I'd come crawling back in under three days, calling me a desperate lapdog chasing his attention. He was dead wrong because I'd been reborn. In my last life, I proposed to him and won. Overwhelmed by the news, his first love threw herself off a rooftop and killed herself. Milton unleashed his grief-fueled rage on me. On our wedding night, he slashed my face and locked me in a dank, claustrophobic basement. When I got pregnant, he force-fed me supplements until the baby grew too big for me to deliver. I hemorrhaged, torn apart, and died in agony on the birthing table. Now, reborn on the day I saved his life, I was done playing his fool.

How does it feel, then, to be kissed by an unlovable brute?——I find it amusing that I didn't even have to track down my runaway bride. She simply climbed into my car, completely oblivious to the fact that I am the man she was running away from. I could catch her. Hunting women down is the last thing I want to be doing, truly. I mean Ruby no harm, even though she unknowingly said some awful, untrue things about me in the car. In time, she’ll learn that those things aren’t true. I’m not like my parents. Still, I have no choice but to marry this girl. She’s barely eighteen, three years younger than me, but it’s fate. All of this mess started about a month ago.

In the legend she was meant to be cold and unfeeling, a killing machine only meant to destroy and kill and the two races knew this and was more than ready to use her for their selfish reasons. She was meant to be the doom of the whole universe, until she met him…and became his doom instead.

At my three-year anniversary dinner with Vincent Hartwell, his secretary deliberately poured red wine over my head. I finally reached my breaking point and slapped her in front of all the guests. That very night, the incident spread like wildfire through high society circles. When my mother saw the leaked bedroom photographs of the two of them, the shock triggered a heart attack. She collapsed and died on the spot. When I learned the news, I sank to the floor and cried all night. Meanwhile, Vincent stayed by his secretary's side, comforting her. When he came home, he brushed past my disheveled state without a glance, loosened his tie, and spoke in that careless tone of his. "I've already buried the story. Don't let it happen again. "I have a meeting tonight. Pull yourself together and get to the villa within thirty minutes. Madison needs you." As he walked toward the door, he added over his shoulder, "She's fragile right now because of the pregnancy. If you do anything to harm my only child, I won't forgive you." I listened without crying or arguing. However, after he left, I pulled the divorce agreement from my drawer that I had prepared weeks ago. Beneath it lay my own positive pregnancy test. 'Vincent, I'll leave to find my biological father in three days.' This time, I was really leaving. I would make sure my father paid for every grievance I had endured over the last few years.

I am an Omega. One day, Alpha Carl Blanchard found me in the Borderlands and took me in. After we formed the mate bond, he spoiled me senseless, never once caring who was watching. Now, everyone was whispering about the cold, ruthless Alpha who treats me—an Omega who used to be a Rogue—like I'm something sacred. They said it defied everything the Moon Goddess ever intended. I used to think he loved me down to the bone, that he just couldn't help showing the whole world how crazy he was about me. But then, I overhear him talking to his close friend. "I'm the Alpha of the Eastlands. I rule ten packs. If I don't paint Daisy as my weakness and my one obsession, how else am I supposed to keep Fiona off my enemies' radar? Turns out every wound I took for him was a damn joke. If that's how it is, I'm done playing Luna of the Eastlands. On my last day there, I made one call. "I'm in. I'll head to the Borderlands and spend the next ten years in closed research on medicinal herbs." When Carl found me gone, he came after me with bloodshot eyes and his pride in ruins. "Daisy… are you really leaving me?"

Book #1 The Alpha King's Ugly Bride Book #2 His Forbidden Mate Book #3 The Alpha King's Runaway Bride “I saw this tradition in Klean and I thought it was cute,” Xavier answered, still on one knee. “What tradition?” Mia asked in a curious tone, her brow raised. “Well, the to-be groom asks the bride to marry him by getting on one knee and saying will you marry me? So, Mia Ainsworth, will you marry me?” he asked her. She seemed interested to know how this ends. Yesterday he had gotten on his knee to give her the gold and green ribbons and she wanted to see how this would go. “Okay, and then what?” “Then the to-be bride says yes,” he guided her. “So I say yes?” “Yes,” he nodded. “That’s my line,” she protested with a pout. “Then say it.” “Yes,” she said, and he took her hand and slid the ring onto her finger. He rose to his feet and pulled her against himself before claiming her lips. They pulled away, and he placed his head against hers, his eyes fluttering. “The kiss is a part of the tradition?” “Yes,” he said, beaming at her. His happiness was getting her excited, “Okay, now what?” “We get married.”

Aria’s story begins in silence. On the night her child is born beneath a bleeding moon, the world does the unthinkable, the moon answers a power older than mercy and takes her baby from her arms. No prophecy offers comfort. No god explains why. There is only absence, a wound carved so deeply into Aria that something inside her hardens into resolve. She was never meant to be a vessel. In a world ruled by ancient God's, sacred pacts, and power that demands obedience, Aria uncovers a truth far more dangerous than destiny, magic does not always need to be stolen, inherited, or bargained for. Sometimes, it listens. Sometimes, it can be refused. Bound by fate to Kael, a warrior forged for war and sacrifice, Aria is drawn into a conflict far older than the kingdoms trembling in its shadow. Alongside Azrael, Matteo, and Ren, the men shaped by loyalty, loss, and violence, she stands at the center of a prophecy written to break her. The Devourer, an ancient god of control and corruption, seeks to claim Aria as its final vessel and crown her queen. It promises salvation. Restoration. Even the impossible return of what she lost. Aria refuses. At the Hollow Crown, she denies divinity itself, shattering prophecy and forcing a god to retreat. But refusal leaves echoes. Fragments of corrupted power bleed into the world, and greater eyes turn toward her defiance. As stars realign and lost sanctums awaken, forces older than Gods, the Architects, shapers of fate itself, begin to watch. Aria is no ascended queen. She is a reckoning. And the world is no longer prepared for a woman who has already lost everything, and learned how to say no.