The Flames Daughter Ending

What happens when the man you desire is your daughter's rejected mate? Blythe, the Luna of the Fresh Meadows Pack, is trapped in a loveless marriage with Alpha Vito, her best friend turned husband. Bound by duty, shackled by expectations, and ignored by the very man she was forced to marry, she craves something she never had—passion. Then she meets Xavier Clarence. A twenty-two-year-old omega ostler. A slave to the pack. And her daughter’s fated mate. But Ceres rejected him—shattered the mate bond without a second thought. Now, he’s free. And Blythe? She’s drowning in temptation. What starts as a forbidden affair quickly turns into something deeper, something dangerous—a love that could ruin them both. With every stolen moment, the risks grow. The pack must never know. Vito must never find out. And Ceres? She can never uncover the truth. But secrets never stay buried. Who is Xavier Clarence? What happens when love becomes an obsession? And when the truth finally comes out… Who will survive the fallout?

The day I found out I was a match for my dad—stage four leukemia—I bailed. Mom tore the world apart looking for me, but yeah, she had to watch him go. After that, she drowned herself in research, built a name, even adopted this perfect little angel. We crossed paths again at some fancy leukemia conference she was hosting. I was on the demo table. She took one look and scoffed. "Charlotte Stein, not the time for your crap. Get up and go." The host blinked, stunned. "Dr. Cooper... you know this cadaver?" She actually laughed. "What, she paid you for this stunt?" The host turned ghost-white. "M-Miss Stein passed three days ago..."

I was feeding my seven-year-old daughter, Lucy Langer, when Robert Langer crashed through the front door, reeking of alcohol. His shirt collar hung askew, and red marks blazed across his neck. "Audrey," he said hoarsely, "someone spiked my drink at the charity gala. But don't worry. I've already had my lawyer handle it." I nodded. After so many years of marriage, I knew he only had eyes for me and our daughter. He never strayed. Or so I believed… until eight months later. While Robert was away on a business trip, his cruise ship caught fire. The news dominated every channel. Clutching a sobbing Lucy, I rushed to the hospital, only to find him swathed in bandages, standing outside the maternity ward. "Becca is pregnant," he murmured. "It was that night at the gala… I didn't think it would happen from just once…" He gulped. "When the fire spread, she saved me. But she… got trapped herself." A newborn's wail pierced the corridor as the delivery room doors opened. Becca White was wheeled out, looking pale and exhausted. She clutched my sleeve and pleaded desperately, "Audrey… my babies can't grow up without a father…"

After my daughter, Mia Powell, was declared brain-dead, my husband, Liam Powell, urged me to sign the organ donation consent form. I was drowning in grief and my mind was on the verge of collapse. That was when I accidentally discovered that her attending doctor, Blair Lincoln, was Liam’s old flame. They had lied about Mia’s brain death, just to trick me into signing the form and steal her heart to save Blair’s daughter, Sophia. I watched as Liam picked Sophia up from the hospital. The three of them smiled together, like a perfect, happy family. When I confronted them, they pushed me off a building, and I died from the fall. Given a second chance, I had returned to the day I was supposed to sign the organ donation form. As I stared at Mia lying in that hospital bed, I silently vowed. This time, that scumbag and that wretch would pay with their lives for what they did to Mia.

The only master of her body is Yael Sebastian Ramirez. She couldn't forget the man who took her at the middle of the forest while the rain is pouring hard. When their body collide, she already knew, that Yael is her kryptonite. So in order to save her heart from breaking, she has to runaway and never see him again. But what if fate brought them back together? Only this time, she could not run away from him because he knew that her daughter, Elise, is his too. How could she guard her heart from falling for him when in the very first time she saw this mind she already owned her heart? How could she protect her heart when he could lit the fire inside her? Would their daughter help them to reconcile? Or would Andra runaway again after finding the truth that Yael's already engaged?

The buzzing of my phone in the middle of the night jolted me awake. On the other end of the line came a voice I could never forget. It was my daughter! However, she died three years ago!

For seven years, Grace has been the dutiful "moon goddess" at the side of Alpha King Ethan Silver, enduring his indifference while desperately trying to strengthen the weakening MATE bond between them. On her birthday, she returns to the eastern territories only to find her home empty - her partner absent and her daughter, whom she brought up as a child, estranged. "I've got something going on here, tomorrow." Ethan's impatient voice came over the phone, but Grace caught another female voice in the background. Olivia Stone. Her half-sister. "Aunt Liv is so handsome, I love Aunt Liv so much, why is mommy so annoying." She heard her daughter Emma complain. The truth becomes irrelevant when Grace finds Ethan and Olivia in an intimate embrace in his office. The mate bond she tried so hard to defend meant nothing to him. "Who gave you permission to come in here!" Ethan's expression was justified, and Grace stood rigid, the coffee tray trembling in her hands. Determined to leave them and rebuild her work and her life, Grace ditches the Silver family and her position at pack medical to return to her roots as a therapist and reconnects with her former partner, Dominic Hayes. As Grace rebuilds her life and professional standing, Ethan begins to notice her absence. But is it too late? Grace has awakened to the fact that she doesn't want to be his Luna anymore. Can she truly sever the seven-year mate bond? And what happens when Ethan finally realizes what he's lost?

From riches to rags. Iyan ang buhay ng isang Mikolaj 'Miko' Piñeda matapos ma-bankcrupt ang business ng family niya. After that, their relatives abandoned them pati na rin ang kaibigan ng kan'yang mga magulang. Ngunit sa kabila ng paghihirap, dagdag na rin sa biglaan niyang pagbubuntis, pilit pa rin nilang mamuhay ng mapayapa at normal. Mikolaj loved her daughter very much at inalay niya ang buo niyang pagmamahal sa pagpapalaki sa kan'yang anak, but amidst of her mediocre and simple life, isang Asher Del Cuangco ang biglang pumasok sa buhay nilang mag-ina. A supposed-to-be future brother-in-law became a nuisance to Mikolaj. Bribing and coaxing her daughter seemed too wrong in her eyes but as time goes by, nahulog rin naman ang loob niya rito. Ngunit paano nalang kung may malaman si Mikolaj na magpapakabago ng kanilang buhay?Matatanggap ba ni Mikolaj ang isang Asher sa buhay nilang mag-ina lalo na't iba pala ang dala nitong intensyon sa simula palang?

In Crestmoon Pack, strength is measured by bloodline… and worth is measured by gender. Philipa Kadel is born different—an Alpha female in a world where only males are allowed to shine. While her elder brother Kaden is worshipped for the power he should have, Philipa is punished for the power she actually possesses. Trained in secret. Silenced in public. Ignored by her father, despised by her mother, and denied every right she earned. Until the night she finally proves them wrong. But instead of pride, Alpha Kadel gives his daughter a gift she will never forget— he sells her off as a mate to the most feared, cold-blooded Alpha in the region… days before Christmas Day. Disappointed, and determined to escape her arranged maririage, she ran off to the deadly all male academy in the entire northern region with a tital disguise, where she became the target of the academy most ruthless student. What started as a hateful-bully relationship between them slowly turned to a heated passion. And the mate she ran away from, was her school bully.

My wife, a doctor, treated our daughter like a walking blood bank. When our daughter passed away, she took it even further. She transplanted her corneas into her old flame’s son. Before our daughter’s body was even cold, she was out having dinner with her ex and his son. They were celebrating that the boy could see again. She even went so far as to secretly burn our daughter’s body to get rid of any evidence. By the time I got there, all I saw was my daughter's ashes being swallowed up by the flames. I told her I wanted a divorce. She just sneered, “It’s only a daughter. Are you really going to divorce me over this?” But later, she was down on her knees, begging me not to leave her.