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Lucas Dravenhart is my Alpha mate. However, his first love is my stepsister, Isabella Hawthorn. It's not until my birthday that I finally see it with my own eyes—Lucas, who hasn't kissed me once in seven years, passionately embraces Isabella, who has just returned. Only then do I realize his heart hasn't changed all this time. When I get home, I ask our son who he would choose if I broke the mate bond. And he says, "I wish you would disappear, Mommy. Then Isabella can be my mom!" Turns out it's not just my mate. My whole life has been taken over by my stepsister. Then again, I don't want anything that can be taken so easily. Surprisingly, once I pack up and leave the pack for good, Lucas and our son both start to panic.

I used to be the secret mate of Jason Boone, Alpha King of the Northern Realm. I was an Omega kept in the dark for seven long years. In this forbidden relationship, I gave birth to his son. Yet, he never once allowed our child to address him as his father. He promised that once his position was secure, he would publicly announce me as his Luna. But what I got instead was news of his grand engagement ceremony with Princess Bailey Shaw of a neighboring kingdom. "You're just a filthy stray Omega, surviving only because Jason pities you. Spare us the noble act. The elders would've cast you out of the Northern Realm long ago if it weren't for Jason. You'd be dead in some wilderness." Bailey rose gracefully and linked arms with Jason. She looked down on me as she spit out her contempt. When Jason missed our son's birthday again because of Bailey, I made my decision. I left, taking my son with me, and returned to my homeland. Unexpectedly, Jason, who had always been arrogant, lost control. He stormed into the healer academy I founded, desperately asking where I'd gone. But this time, neither I nor my son would look back.

After my adopted sister, Bella, borrowed my phone, she forgot to log out of our family's secure channel. I was about to log her out when an encrypted group chat message popped up at the top of the screen. "To celebrate Enzo, the Moretti heir, handling his first piece of business for the family, we're having dinner at the private club tonight." I tapped on it without a second thought. The member list in the channel was painfully clear, showing only four avatars: my father, my mother, my brother, and Bella. My brother, Enzo, replied a moment later, "Just the four of us. Don't call Aurora." "If she comes, she'll just find another excuse to bully Bella." I stared at the words, frozen. It dawned on me then. In this family, I had been the outsider all along.

He found her on the verge of death; breathed at her and gave her a second life; He is a Chieftain and a Dragon Master; magnificent, fearless, gorgeous, and robust but somehow, cold-hearted. She is a Lycan Princess with all her grace and beauty but with a hidden spirit of being a warrior too. Secretly, he fell in love with her but she has a fiancé waiting or searching for her; the Duke of Sussex. What will happen if circumstances would force the Lycan Princess to submit herself as a wife to the Chieftain Dragon?

My name is Sarah. I am an alpha female, but I live like an slave in the middle of my father pack. I am just the bastard child of my family, the product of rape and everyone hates me. I hoped that when I turned 18 my life would change. But everything got worse, and on my eighteen birthday my own mother tried to kill me, but the odds were in my favor. I lived while my mother died. I continued to hope that something will change. All I wanted in this life was to find someone to love me. All I wanted was to find my mate, and more than that I wanted that mate to be my friend , Patrick, the Alpha King son. The only man who ever showed me some kindness. I hoped that he will take me out from Blood Mon Pack, where my father tolerates me only because the magic from my blood. It is said that the hope dies last. Well folks! Let me tell you, my hope died! The day I found out that Patrick wanted my sister, and I was just a tool in his hands. Like I said, I'm Sarah Thomson In the eyes of some werewolves, I am less than a slave. But is that an actual fact or my pack members got it wrong?

Laura Hansen, who was the black sheep (or the white sheep as she would call herself) of her family became a victim of circumstance when her step father, Charles Newman, a scientist falls into huge debt. He got into debt when he tried rebuilding his old burnt down laboratory. Her only problem right now is the fact that the cruel loanshark and ruthless Alpha, Xander Knight wants to get married to Annabel— Or herself as a way of getting back the money he lent their father. To worsen matters, her family members had all agreed that her step sister would go with the Alpha, only for him to decide that Laura was the one he wanted. They meet when he comes for his bride, only to discover that they’re mates! Despite all of their differences, they decide to start a wild journey of hate, betrayal, secrets, and above all love.

The night before her wedding, Morgan Hayes was hit by a car while trying to save Sebastian Cole. She was thrown into the air, suffering multiple fractures, and her face was severely disfigured from the impact. Despite her injuries, Sebastian didn’t turn away from her. He still married her and continued to cherish and protect her as he always had. Everyone said Sebastian loved her more than life itself, that his love for her went beyond superficial appearances. She once believed that too until half a month ago when she discovered he was having an affair with their housemaid.

Carl Larson's intern is about to die, and her only wish is for him to sleep with her once. I disagree, and he says I'm petty. "It's just a one-time thing. She's about to die! Why do you have to assume I'm up to something dirty?" Is that so? I've seen them together more than once, though. I later agree, and he's relieved… until he sees me lying on his operation table for an abortion. He widens his eyes in disbelief. "What are you doing here?" I smile. I want him to murder his child. I want him to regret this for life.

SHE WAS a typical student who always got bullied in the Stoneheart University, not because of her looks but because of her magic. She always believed that she was just a weak enchanter since the first time she used magic. However, things started to change the moment she encountered a weird guy who seemed to love black at an abandoned building's rooftop inside their school. Slowly, her unknown fate started to unfold. Out of the ten types of magic existing in their world with a lot of subtypes, why would she have to possess such a controversial one? Instead of not being able to use mana the way she wanted to, why must she have to obtain the one that is unwanted? Dark. Black. Two similar words that were always seen by people as evil. Light. White. Two words that were always regarded as good. In a world where everyone has a negative thought about black magic, could a person born with it last until the end while assuming she has such a difficult task she didn't even wish for? Book cover by Ate Angelica Maghirang

After lights-out, I make my roommates play with an Ouija board with me. Being the scaredy-cat she is, my roommate decides to ask something stupid, "Where did my earphones go?" I almost burst out laughing. I can't believe she's using it to find her earphones. To our surprise, the planchette starts to move. It spells out, "It's under your bed beside the eye." We exchange glances in confusion. What eye? I snort and get out of bed. Using my phone's flashlight, I check under the bed. Nothing is there. Before I can make fun of my roommate for being superstitious, the door slams open. The student who stays next door barges into our room, her face as pale as a sheet. Her voice trembles as she shouts, "Wake up! Everyone on campus is going wild! Someone found an eyeball in our dorm!"