The Villainess Needs A Tyrant

My sister-in-law is eight months pregnant. One day, she gets pushed to the ground and starts bleeding heavily. She's then taken to the hospital right away. As I drive by, I quickly roll up the window and pretend not to notice. I step on the accelerator and speed away. In my past life, though, things were different. The moment I saw her collapse, I sprang into action and took her to the hospital without delay. She was in critical condition. After the heavy bleeding, she developed amniotic fluid embolism. My husband was the city's top obstetrician. Thus, I called him urgently, pleading for him to come straight to the hospital. However, he accused me of jealousy. He was having dinner with his first love's family, after all. He claimed that I was exploiting my sister-in-law's accident to force him to come back. By the time my in-laws arrived, my sister-in-law had already succumbed to the amniotic fluid embolism. Her family blamed me for her death, convinced I had stirred trouble with my husband and brought about her demise. Having just returned from out of town, my brother-in-law believed their accusations without question. Overcome with grief, he stabbed me to death at the funeral. Opening my eyes again, I realize I've been transported back to the very day my sister-in-law is knocked down.

A young psychologist, Maria Reyes, fresh out of college, decides to take her first freelance case to build her résumé. Feeling bold and free on her graduation night, she let herself loose after getting charmed by an alluring mysterious man. One drink leads to another and another, and she finds herself drowning in passion in his bed. She reads him like a map and falls for his scars before she even asks for his name. But the morning brings the brutal truth, Darian Wolfe is her father's enemy, a ruthless businessman, an heir to the empire sworn to destroy her father's legacy. She vanishes before he wakes, unable to face what has been done. Weeks later after being able to set up her new office, the past begins to blur until her first patient walks through the door. It's him, Darian Wolfe. Her expression freezes when she sees him. He walks around her office uninvited. He takes a seat without a word. The silence between them is thick with everything unsaid. And then, he looks unblinking in her eyes. "I have a lot to... unpack, Dr Reyes," he says, with a dark smile. "Let's start with a woman I met two weeks ago at a bar," he says, pulling out a red panty from his pocket.

“What do you think you’re doing? Let me go!” I hissed in fear. Someone might see us like this. “Happily married? I don’t think that’s the case,” he said instead of releasing me. His voice carried anger now. “I’m a married woman!” My voice trembled with fear and nervousness as I struggled, but it was useless. He easily caught both of my hands in one of his. “Married, yes. But not happily,” he said, not caring about my desperate pulling. “Please… let me go. Someone will see us,” I pleaded in a low, shaking voice. “You have beautiful eyes,” he said suddenly, his voice deep and strange, making my pulse quicken. Marceline never imagined she would experiment with betrayal. But after seeing her husband tangled in the arms of her closest friend, she let herself taste what it felt like to sin. What began as one night of reckless desire soon turned into many nights of fiery passion and dangerous obsession—an affair she could not escape. Yet even while indulging in forbidden pleasure, Marceline swore never to grant her husband what he wanted. Divorce. Philip would never be free. Anastasia would never have the happiness of standing by his side. If they wanted to play with her heart, she would play with their lives. In this game of marriage, passion, and betrayal...only she decides who wins.

Noong nalaman ni Cailyn na magkakaanak siya ng kambal, binigyan siya ni Austin Buenaventura ng divorce agreement at breakup fee na 300 milyon sa kadahilanang umuwi na ng Manila si Helen, ang babaeng iniibig niya. Sa halip na magmakaawa, tinanggap ni Cailyn ang pera at sinimulan ang bagong yugto ng kanyang buhay. Ngunit hindi natapos doon ang pighati at sakit, dahil ipinilit pa ni Austin na ipalaglag ang batang kanyang dinadala. Masasagot pa kaya ang mga katanungang bumabagabag sa kanilang isipan? May pag-asa pa kayang maibalik ang dating samahan na puno ng tiwala at pagmamahal, o tuluyan na nilang pipiliing isara ang kabanatang minsang nagbigay-kulay sa kanilang buhay?

After my father passes away, my mother—now married into the wealthy Hawthorne family—brings me to live with them. Everyone laughs, saying I'm being groomed to become either of the Hawthorne brothers' bride. Even I start to believe it. But later, when I try to marry one of them, both reject me. The older brother says, "I'll need to marry for business one day. Why would I marry her?" The younger one scoffs. "She's older than me. Who'd want an old woman?" But the very next day, the two of them propose—together—to my assistant. I instantly become a joke. After that, I call my mother. "Mom, I'm willing to marry into the Grant family."

Cleo Moonvale has always been called broken, an omega who could not even go into heat, and a freak among her own kind. But when her pack is slaughtered and she is taken into the Alpha King’s territory, her first heat finally comes… and with it is the revelation that she is fated to the one man she can never have. She is mated to the Alpha King himself, Solan Hazebrand. She found herself bound by a mate bond and trapped in a cruel arrangement to bear Solan’s heir. Cleo endures jealousy and the vicious hatred of his wife, Luna Vera. But when she faced betrayal from Solan, Cleo made the hardest choice of all. She runs away without looking back, determined to protect the child growing inside her. In the human world, she was once again hunted and alone until she was saved by Calix Fetherax, a lycan who offered her sanctuary among his kind. With his help, she begins to uncover the truth of her identity. She wasn’t an omega but the purest blood of her kind. Her discovery draws enemies, and she soon was forced to return to the world she fled in search of a cure for her son. She learned that the Alpha King had been finding her for years, and now, she was torn between two powerful men. Her fated mate, who once chose to believe lies over her, but is now seeking redemption, and the Lycan who stood by her when no one else would. Both are unwilling to back down for Cleo’s heart, while Cleo races against time to save her son.

Axel Ammen has a one night stand with an alpha in heat, and 5 years later, he's visited in his bakery by the same Alpha, who happens to be part of a Mafia gang. But he comes with an offer that Axel isn't entirely sure she can resist.

Johanne Warrent, has been abandoned by her husband on the eve of the birth of her first born, alone and unprotected, she has no choice but to get a , it is there where she meets the most sought after widower in town, Eduard Collen, an emotionally destroyed and busy man, who struggles to get a nanny to take care of his rebellious son Jhin, who still does not get over the death of his mother, but not everything is .... he does not fully trust her because of the circumstances in which they met, that causes Johanne not only has to face the rebelliousness of the child, but also has to endure the arrogance of his boss and emotional of his family, but over time begin to grow emotional ties between Johanne and Eduard, thus hindering their relationship of boss-nanny, she must also face and many adversities to avoid losing the that keeps his son ... How much will be willing to endure for the love of her baby?

“Please stop, you're drunk,” I whispered, my voice trembling as I tried to push him off. His body was heavy against mine, his movements sluggish but persistent. He barely heard me. “How old are you?” he murmured, his voice thick with alcohol. “18,” I gasped, heart racing in a mix of fear and confusion. “Then you're already an adult” he said with a low chuckle, as though that settled everything. I should’ve stopped it. I should’ve left. But I didn't have the strength to argue, didn't have the will to stop him. He moved against me again, and that's when I felt something cold touch the most intimate part of me…. I woke up alone in a dimly lit room. He was still there, his back turned to me, but his face-his identity-was still hidden behind the mask. I glanced down at his left shoulder. A Phoenix tattoo. Bold. Intriguing. But then, I didn't hesitate. I grabbed my things and ran, my heart racing as I left the room without another word. It was supposed to be just a night. One meant to be forgotten. And that's exactly what I intended to do. I didn't know his name. I didn't even know his face. It was a night meant to stay buried in the past. It was a night I promised myself I’d forget. But that promise broke when pregnancy came knocking.

Paige got pregnant by a bad boy in high school. Two years later, after many sacrifices and without having any contact other than phone calls, she and the father of her child reunite. Can they live together for the sake of their shared child? Can the bad boy not be so bad?