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Sequel To Becoming Luna One tragedy, one event, one single moment in time. Everything begins to change and relationships are tested. Will that which is lost be found? Or will everything change forever? The war between the creatures is over and life in the world of supernaturals is peaceful for Danica, her mate Mason, and their 8 year old daughter Bryllie. That is until the harpies re-emerge hell bent on revenge against Danica and all that surround her. After tragedy strikes and Danica is left broken, the mysteries of her past begin to come to life. However, that begins to create a rift between the life she once lived and the one that could become her future. Will Danica be able to defeat the dark before it destroys her world entirely? Will she be able to remain the same once her parents dark history is revealed? Read to find out!

"Tell me, Barbie…" Dante’s voice was a dark caress, low and sinful as he caged me against the wall. His fingers trailed down my neck, slow and teasing, making my breath hitch. "Are you trying to run from us… or are you waiting for one of us to catch you?" I hated how my body reacted, how warmth curled between my thighs despite the warning bells in my mind. "You’re trembling," Dante murmured, his lips brushing the sensitive skin of my neck. Knox chuckled, his grip tightening. "You’re so soft, Little Moon. So easy to tease. Tell me…" His voice dipped lower, "Are you shaking because you’re afraid… or because you’re turned on?" A small gasp escaped before I could stop it. Adonis’s gaze darkened, his thumb dragging over my bottom lip. "We should punish her for trying to leave," he mused. Dante’s smirk was pure sin. "Oh, I have so many ideas." "We could tie her up," Knox added casually, fingers tracing slow, lazy circles against my hip. "Make her beg for mercy." Three ruthless Alphas. Her step-uncles. Her fated mates. In her past life, Adonis, Knox, and Dante Logan hated her—tormented her, rejected her, and cast her aside. She died knowing they had never loved her. But fate has given her a second chance. Now, she’s running before they realize the truth—that she is their mate. Because once the Logan Brothers find out? They’ll never let her go.

Because of the goons who were chasing after her, Shanna decided to pop up into a stag party. Hindi lang siya basta gate crasher, kundi nagpanggap pa siyang isang stripper sa stag party roon. Oh no! Nakalusot nga siya sa mga humahabol sa kanya, but would she be able to escape the exuding charisma of the groom's man—Anton Austen?

Right after Acel migrated to States to forget everything that happened, she promised to herself that she would never be a fool again. She left her young shattered heart in the Philippines after Kiel leave a hole in hers, without him knowing about their son. Soon, she decided to return with her son, will she be able to forget the past if the death of her father and who really did it is slowly coming to light again?

Nero Vitiello is the son of Luca and Emma Vitiello. He took over the outfit as soon as he turned 21. The hard life of the mafia made him colder than his father. He never thought he would hold a gun at 12 and a man. But he did. An ambush on his father when he was not expecting it, forced Nero to hold a gun a , and three people. It made him understand the world he is living in much clearly than he already does. The easy-going boy died that day, and a cold mafia boss was born. After taking over the outfit, Nero began to lead with an iron fist and he decided to infiltrate his enemies. In one of those attempts, he went undercover and began to act as a guard to his enemy's daughter, Chloe. An innocent girl, who is a victim of this world and his enemy's fiance, who was trapped in to that marriage. He killed that man before he could marry Chloe. He thought it's the last time he would see Chloe. But fate has other plans for them, one which include them falling in love.

He called me his princess and he promised me a ring, our life together was going to be Epic but when I turned 18 and my wolf cried “Mate”, He rejected me and claimed another girl in front of my eyes before he disappeared from my life, until……one night he caught me in that nightclub, I couldn’t believe it was him but I was sure it was him but then he pinned me to the wall and whispered through gritted teeth. “I don’t know you, and certainly do not love you. You have got the wrong man. But I don’t mind having you for tonight’s appetite.”

“No! Please, Santiago--” I whimpered, as his hand seized my wrist with an iron grip, yanking me forward, dragging me effortlessly toward the chair he had pulled into the center of the room the night before. The symbol of my humiliation. He stopped right in front of the chair, spinning me around, facing him. "You want me to be your monster, mi ángel?" His hand grabbed my throat, tilting my chin up until my eyes locked with his dark gaze. I flinched from the sudden movement. "Cause I’ll be your favorite monster — just say the word, cariño." Santiago’s face hovered only inches from mine. His lips so close, I could taste the sweetness of his breath — once making butterflies take flight in my stomach, now curdling my insides into a cold, suffocating fear. Slowly, his free hand rose toward my face. I held my breath. His touch was deceptively soft and gentle, caressing my cheek. His thumb lingered against my lips, tracing them slowly, his eyes fixed there as he spoke — his voice soft, yet heavy with menace. "Divorce is not an option, mi amor. We took a vow five years ago. Remember?" He finally lifted his gaze to meet mine, catching every flicker of fear before he delivered his last words like a verdict: "Till death do us part."

Três dias antes do meu casamento, descobri que Shane Dawson havia mudado o local da cerimônia da casa da vovó Mae, no Sul, para o Castillo de Sol, o castelo espanhol que Tania Collins — sua antiga paixão de infância — adorava. Eu o confrontei, mas acabei ouvindo ele reclamar ao amigo: — Graças a Deus a Tania tem bom gosto. Caso contrário, eu seria motivo de piada pelo resto da vida. O amigo retrucou: — Você não prometeu que faria a cerimônia na casa da avó dela? Não tem medo que ela fique brava e se recuse a se casar? Shane apenas riu, com frieza e deboche. — Os Quinn estão à beira da falência. Casar comigo é a única saída dela. Ela não pode arriscar. Já pedi ao cerimonialista para ligar para ela. Aposto que agora ela está correndo pra trocar o vôo. A vergonha e a raiva queimaram no meu peito. Mordi o lábio, e no fim, fui embora. Três dias depois, o casamento no castelo aconteceu como planejado, só que eu não mudei o vôo. Eu não apareci. Em vez disso, estava no velho pátio da vovó Mae, me casando com outro homem. Até hoje, o Shane não entende. Eu nunca quis me casar com ele em busca de alguma "rota de fuga". Eu quis me casar por um amor que durou dez anos. Mas quando o sonho acaba, é preciso coragem para escolher outro caminho.

Quando a família Costa estava à beira da falência, os pais de Daniel Costa vieram implorar por um casamento arranjado. Meu pai, com pena de mim por ter amado Daniel durante dez anos, investiu bilhões para salvar a família Costa e me casou com ele. Na noite de núpcias, Daniel cobriu meus olhos com um véu vermelho e me tomou repetidamente na cama, sem piedade. Um mês depois, cheia de alegria, eu fui até ele com o teste de gravidez nas mãos, mas acabei ouvindo uma conversa entre ele e seus amigos no bar: — Vocês acham que o filho que a Iolanda Moreira está esperando é de qual homem, depois de ser fodida por mais de dez caras? Um dos amigos caiu na gargalhada: — Mestre Daniel, eu só fui três vezes. Não pode ser meu, né? — Eu aposto no Leo! — Outro disse. — Ele é insano na cama. Naquela noite, ele fez a Iolanda gritar de loucura. Aposto dez mil que é dele! Foi aí que eu entendi. Naquela noite de núpcias, quem tinha feito sexo comigo tantas vezes não era Daniel, mas seus mais de dez amigos. Desesperada, eu invadi o bar e o confrontei. Daniel, sem um pingo de remorso, respondeu: — Está chorando por quê? Se a sua família não tivesse usado a injeção de capital para me chantagear, forçando a Rebeca a ir embora, eu nunca teria feito isso com você. Vou te dizer uma coisa: no dia em que a Rebeca me perdoar, eu te deixo em paz. Arrasada, eu pedi o divórcio. Mas Daniel me ameaçou com o vídeo daquela noite em que eu fui abusada por seus amigos e me trancou no porão: — Não tenha pressa de ir embora. Eu e meus amigos ainda estamos apostando quem é o pai dessa criança que você está esperando! Oito meses depois, eu dei à luz no porão e morri junto com o bebê. Quando abri os olhos novamente, percebi que havia voltado no tempo, para o dia em que a família Costa implorava ao meu pai por uma injeção de capital e um casamento arranjado. Desta vez, no dia do meu casamento, foi Daniel quem chorou até os olhos ficarem vermelhos.

Jaden Baker has had only one love in his life, Delilah. She was actually more than that, she was his routine, his ritual, his sanity frankly his bane of existence. He is resigned to a life of solitude and the occasional hook ups. That is until his father gives him a month to get married. He is still thinking of a loop hole to avoid marriage all together when he sees her. From that distance, at that angle she looks like his Delilah. He can't let her walk away. But as innocent as she seems this look alike has secrets that might end up being his downfall or his salvation.