Stand By Me By Shinee

York Langston locked me up for six months. Word on the street was he dropped over 100 million to buy me my own private island. Security here? Tight enough to rival the White House. Even a bird that flew past the area would get shot down on sight. But what nobody knew… All that luxury people envied? To me, it was just a gilded cage. It wasn't until he found a woman who looked almost like me that his interest began to fade. One day, she stormed the island with a gang at her back while he was away. She slashed my tendons and carved up my face with a blade before locking me inside a cage with a rabid dog. I was barely breathing by the time York finally found me. "York, this woman thought she could fool you by imitating me? She must be a spy! You'll have to flay her alive if you want her to talk!"

In a city of arms and gun fire, where survival of the fittest was the order of the day, where even a wrong sneeze could get one killed. Oriana Vitale, a lawyer is suddenly entangled with the very person she hates with every fiber of her being. The Mafia King Ciro Conti after being an eye witness to a murder committed by him. Her first instinct as a lawyer is to make sure he ends up in jail, but who was she really kidding? Even the President had to bow to Ciro, not to mention a small-time lawyer like her. What happens when she finds herself being forced to become the wife of the same man she hates, become his trophy wife, attend all his parties, all smiles and just stand beside him as the supportive wife she is meant to be. Do you think she'll rebel? Well let's find out. After all, the cover may not always show what is beneath. Note: Dark romance; male lead is a totally obsessed psychopath. ~~Trigger warnings~~

When Izzy finds out her fiance and long-time boyfriend is cheating on her. She dumped him and went to a nearby bar to get wasted. Crazy fate when she stumbles on Fabian -the dangerous billionaire who is having a hard time and a bad day like her. Izzy wasn't aware of who Fabian was! As they say, broken people meet together to help each other to mend what is broken. As the night passes by, they finally find each other talking comfortably and enjoying themselves. When fate decides to play with you, it's more dangerous than marrying a dangerous man. In order to live perfectly and fit in the society that hates her, Izzy agrees to the marriage contract he offers. The contract will just last for two years or depends if they still need to add another year. She needs someone who will stand by her side now that her heart is crippled. Before the contract was terminated, someone from his past came to take him back at all costs. Unfortunately, they were already entangled with the contract unknowingly. Will they tear up the contract to fight the inevitable together or will they take matters into their own hands to make it happen for real? What measure will his past and his family take to tear them apart? Can she become the billionaire woman she dreams of? What inevitable instance will Cupid do for them?

"I am not my sister. And you can LOVE ME OR HATE ME for that, but you don't get to punish me for her sins." Daniel breaks. The wall doesn't just come down. It collapses. --- Aria Blackwood didn't plan to fall in love with her boss. She planned to keep her head down, do her job, and ignore the way Daniel Cole's presence rearranged every room he entered, including the room inside her chest. Daniel Cole didn't plan to feel anything ever again. Not after Vivienne. Not after the betrayal that stripped him of $50,000, a fake pregnancy that never existed, and every reason to trust a woman's smile. He swore on her name. On her bloodline. On every person who carried her last name. He just didn't know he'd already fallen for one. When the truth surfaces at the worst possible moment, mid-engagement, mid-happiness, mid-finally, Daniel must choose between the wound that shaped him and the woman who healed him without even knowing he was bleeding. Love was never supposed to find him again. It sent the wrong sister anyway.

Alaric and I had been mates for five years, and I had believed with all my heart that I would become the first female Gamma of the pack by proving myself in the warrior’s trial. I had trained relentlessly, sharpening my claws and honing my instincts, ready to fight for my rightful place. But fate had other plans. Three days before the trial, I was ambushed by rogues. They didn't just attack me—they hunted me like prey. They tormented me with the silver knife so that my wolf was dead. The scent of death clung to me, my wolf howling in agony, desperately trying to heal, but the wounds ran too deep. As I lay barely conscious on the blood-stained sheets, I heard my husband's cold, indifferent voice. "Is she dead?" The witch doctor hesitated before answering, "No, but—" "It doesn’t matter," Alaric interrupted, Coat her wounds with wolfsbane and silver—make sure it seeps into her blood, burns through her veins, and poisons her wolf beyond repair. I want her body to reject her own nature, so she will never heal. There will only be one Gamma in this pack, and that's Serina." In that moment, the truth became clear—I had never truly stood a chance in the warrior’s trial I had dreamed of. The battle had been decided long before I ever stepped into the arena.

After the real son, Asher Vale, was brought back, everything in our house became tied to drawing lots. The chef of the day, who would have to cook a particular person's preferred dishes, had to be decided by drawing lots. Even our parents' kisses and hugs were chosen the same way. I always drew the short stick. The long stick, by default, belonged to Asher. He never had to do anything to receive our parents' love. Whenever I felt it was unfair and wanted to cry, Mom would scold me sharply, "I bought the lot-drawing box because I was afraid you'd feel hurt. I wanted to be fair to both of you. If you want something, decide it yourselves. Your father and I won't interfere. If you can't draw the long stick, you can only blame your bad luck." So I began practicing every day, shaking the box diligently, over and over, in hopes that one day, it would help me earn my parents' love. Unfortunately, for ten years, I never once drew the long stick. Until my birthday. Asher wanted to go to the amusement park, and Mom once again told us to decide by drawing lots. I secretly glued the two short sticks together and handed them to Mom, hoping to keep her with me. She slapped me hard across the face, screaming that I was cheating and disobedient. Then she stormed out of the house with Asher. When I fell to the ground, the short stick stabbed deep into my neck. 'I'm sorry, Mom. Next time, I'll work harder. Next time, I'll definitely draw the long stick.'

Orphaned in a border attack and raised by the Crescent Moon Pack, she’s spent her life trying to earn her place—not just as a werewolf, but as one of them. When the powerful Shadowclaw Pack comes to negotiate a tense truce, she meets him—their cold, formidable Alpha. They are fated mates. But he takes one look at her and refuses the bond. She’s from the wrong pack... the one he’s spent his life fighting. And claiming her would mean betraying his own. But the bond doesn’t care about blood feuds, and neither do the growing feelings neither of them can deny.

When Emry’s wolf has yet to awaken, she’s forced under the watch of her brother’s Beta—Braxton, the man she hates most. But beneath moonlight, a dangerous truth stirs: they are fated. Bound by destiny, divided by pride, their war may ignite a love that burns. Emry is meant for more, chosen by the Moon Goddess to hold a sacred power, one that might just destroy wolf kind. Will the dark side succeed or will her love help her find the balance?

Sa gitna ng kawalan ng pag-asa, napilitan si Amara na pirmahan ang isang kontrata. Isang kasunduang magtutulak sa kanya na maging exclusive mistress ng isang makapangyarihang CEO, si Dominic Severino. Ang kapalit:, malaking halagang kailangan niya upang mailigtas ang buhay ng kanyang kapatid. Ngunit malinaw ang kondisyon ng kontrata, hindi siya dapat mahulog kay Dominic. Para kay Dominic, ang relasyon nila ay dapat manatiling lihim at walang kasamang emosyon. Para kay Amara, ito ay sakripisyo, isang kasinungalingang kailangan niyang itago sa lahat, lalo na’t ang tunay niyang pagkatao ay hindi niya maaaring ipaalam. Subalit habang lumilipas ang mga gabi, nagsisimulang mabali ang mga patakaran. Nagiging possessive si Dominic, ayaw siyang pakawalan kahit pa malinaw ang kasunduan.

Irabella's twin sister Isabella stole the one thing that should have been sacred: her fated mate. Forced by her parents to hide her bond and watch as Alpha Daemon married Isabella, Irabella was exiled for five years after Isabella framed her for attempted murder. Now she's back, and the mate bond she thought would fade has only grown stronger. Daemon feels an inexplicable pull to his wife's sister but doesn't understand why. As forbidden attraction ignites between them, secrets begin to unravel. When the truth comes to light, Daemon must choose between the wife he thought was his mate and the woman who actually is. But can Irabella forgive the man who believed the lies and cast her out? And can their bond survive the betrayal that tore them apart?