The Ghost Bride

Dave Mitaka takes the Defiant family's prettiest daughter for a bribe in place of a debt owed by the family. Lita, the bride elopes a night before her wedding, leaving her elder sister, the not so pretty Reed, to suffer the consequences. "You'll pay for this Reed. Mark my words, you'll suffer the consequences!"

"Oo ford! ...ako nga ang iyong asawa na pinabayaan mong mamat*y sa kamay ng ina mo at sa babaeng tinuri kong kapatid buong buhay ko!" walang tigil sa pagpatak ang aking luha habang sinasabi lahat sa kaniya lahat ng sakit na dinanas ko sa kamay ng kaniyang pamilya at sa t*ksil kong kaibigan. "M-maniwala ka sakin hon ...please-e maniwala ka wala akong alam sa sinasabi mo" paliwanag niya habang sinusubukan niya akong yakapin. "Tigilan mo ako sa mga kasinungalingan mo! magmula ngayon, hindi na ako ang dating mahinang si gwen! dahil hindi na ako muli pang magpapa-api sa inyo!" kumalas ako sa pagkakahawak niya sakin saka tumalikod sa kaniya. "Maniwala ka gwen ...ikaw parin ang babaeng pinakamamahal ko-o" tumulo ang aking mga luha habang nakikinig sa kaniyang kasinungalingan. "M-mahal? ...kung mahal mo ako ford sa akin ka naniwala! sa lahat ng tao dapat ikaw yung unang kumampi sa akin! alam mo ba yung sakit na dinanas ko?! ...ford hindi mo alam kung anong hirap at pasakit naranasan ko sa inyo!" Wala paring hinto ang pagtulo ng aking mga luha habang isa isa kong sinasabi sa kaniya lahat ng nangyari mula noong nasa pamamahay nila ako. "Maniwala ka ...wala akong alam sa nangyari, patawarin mo ako kung, kung hindi ako nakinig sayo mga panahong yun" while crying saka nakaluhod papalapit kay gwen. "T-tama na ford! ...tama na! ...hinding hindi ko kayo mapatatawad lalo ka na!" muli akong bumitaw sa kaniya saka nagpatuloy sa paglalakad habang ang agos ng ulan tuloy tuloy padin. "You're the worse man i've ever met!" in her mind Muling nagsipag patakan ang noo'y nais kong pigilan na mga luha ngunit kusa itong lumalabas at ayaw paawat.

Walking into that bar in that fateful night, Tris had no idea it will alter the course of her life forever. Four is a man with secrets and a painful past. Will he be able to get over his demons and come clean about what happened ten years ago.

“Bride by day, prey by night.” When Raven Dierna's forced to pose as a bride for Caravia's feral wolf prince, Eilís. He thinks it's a death sentence. But Raven's caught in a brewing storm between humans and werewolves with Eilís's dark half, lurking in the shadows. As Raven navigates the treacherous royal court, hiding his true sex and avoiding deadly secrets, he finds himself entangled in Eilís's struggle. Raven's survival hinges on his wits and the forbidden pull between them. Eilís Caravia, a werewolf prince, grapples with the beast within, torn between duty and desire as family pressures mount and Caravia's stability hangs by a thread. Forced to wed a human, Eilís finds himself entangled in a web of forbidden attraction and deadly secrets. As alliances shift and loyalties are tested, Eilís must confront his dark half, and make a choice that could save or shatter his kingdom and his heart.

Clarissa suddenly woke up with a start. Her head hurt… she was crying over what happened to her. She slowly got up, picked up her scattered clothes, and got dressed. She glanced at the man who was the first to take her virginity and quickly left before he could wake up. "I’m not a virgin anymore! Huhuhu… I’m really so stupid!... What’s worse is that I don’t even know the man!" She remembered begging the man to claim her last night… she felt like banging her head against the wall. She wasn’t raped, but she lost her virginity—she gave it away willingly to a man she didn’t know! She was drugged last night! What kind of drug did the man put in her drink?… why did it make her so horny… huhuhu… so embarrassing! She was even the one insisting with the man!

You are mine now,” he whispers against her ear. “And I’m going to destroy everything you’ve ever loved.” But the shake in his voice gives him away. When Felix Castelli’s father was murdered in cold blood, two crime families who were once allies became enemies. Now Felix, the new Castelli boss, wants revenge and his weapon is Muna Romano, the daughter of the family he blames. Their marriage was once a promise. Now it feels like a cage. But Muna refuses to bow down. As hidden enemies rise and old loyalties crumble, Felix and Muna must face the hardest choice of all,hold on to hate, or risk everything for something new. Some empires are built on blood. What happens when two enemies discover theirs could be built on love?

Crystal Santiago was a woman of dual identities. By day, she was a waitress, known for her kind heart and sweet smile. By night, she became Jae, a stripper renowned for her looks and skill. Wherever she went, men would flock to her, completely under her spell. Her long, black hair cascaded over her bare shoulders, framing her seductive red lips and piercing blue eyes. She had the allure of a siren, and it was all too easy for her to trap men in her gaze. But beneath the surface, she was a sweet, down-to-earth girl. Crystal's life was going smoothly until the day she met him. He was powerful, ruthless, and dangerous. He ruled the city with an iron fist, and no one dared to cross them. He approached Crystal one night after her performance, his eyes filled with greed and lust. "You're mine now," he said, his voices dripping with malice. "You belong to me”.

“I can't marry a ghost,” he muttered. But Zebulunia didn’t back down- not when her masked face had already been cursed, judged and nearly forgotten. Rejected by one brother and claimed by the other under a chilling condition, she enters a family full of secrets. Bound by a contract and hidden behind a mask, Zebulunia hid a beauty that had a dangerous truth, one that could shatter everything, including the man risking it all to protect her.

The Draghi Brothers Feared, Revered. Monsters. Those were the words papa had always used to describe them. Worthless, useless, good for nothing-those had been reserved for me. After my little stunt at 16, my papa had made sure I was under lock and key. He knew how to manipulate me, spin his lies and I had no say in whatever he did. When he informed me about my marriage to the second son of the Donovan Family, I knew I had no choice. After all, he was my father. Most girls in our family including my sisters had already been married. I stood at the aisle, looking into the eyes of my husband to be, my mind detached. Just before I could say I do, brain matter splattered on my face, his empty eyes staring at me. The culprits— The brothers I had heard so much about. The brothers that marked me when I was 16. In the heat of the struggle, I found myself tied and captured by them—a price for my family's survival. I knew my father would come save me. Yet, I couldn't help but surrender to the sin they showed me daily. I have a choice to make. A captured bride or a willing slave.

For centuries, the villagers have whispered of Solas, the forgotten moon god imprisoned in a cave deep within the ancient forest. Solas's wrath has been a force of terror, barely contained by the magical runes that bind him. Every decade, a bride is sent as a sacrifice to appease his fury, only to be met with a swift and merciless death. But this decade, something is different. Solas's powers are growing stronger, and the bonds of his prison are weakening. As another bride offering day approaches, Solas is ready to kill once more. But when he meets her, he is thrown off balance. This bride doesn't tremble in fear like the others. She comes to him not with the desperation to survive, but with a quiet resolve to die. Her defiance infuriates him. Solas decides he won't kill her right away. Instead, he will break her will, torment her until she begs for death, and only then will he deliver the final blow. But as he begins his cruel game, Solas finds himself unexpectedly drawn to her resilience and strength. In this battle of wills, who will emerge victorious—the god of the moon who wields power over the elements, or the mortal bride who refuses to bow to his wrath?