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I bought a breathtakingly handsome and sculpted werewolf slave from the magic black market. His rock-hard abs were on full display, and his deep V-lines pointed straight down into his tight, low-slung pants. But once I got him home, it was clear something was very wrong. A low, suppressed growl rumbled constantly in his throat. He stared at me with his golden wolf eyes, looking like he wanted to tear me apart and devour me whole. His body burned like a walking furnace. I thought he had wolfsbane fever and frantically contacted the seller. The seller was silent for three seconds after hearing my description. [My dear witch, is it possible he isn't sick, but just...hungry?] [The kind of hungry...that makes a werewolf want to pin you to a wall and sink his fangs into your neck to mark you?]

I ran away with my new husband, Keith, chasing something—adventure, maybe, or just a way out of my dead-end town. He promised Vegas, bright lights, and fortune. Said he’d win big at the Moon Crescent Casino. I went along for the ride, naively thinking this was the start of something new. Instead, Keith lost everything. And I mean everything. And his genius solution? He sold me. To pay off his gambling debt, he handed me over like property—to a pack. Not just one man, but three. Wolves, apparently. Dangerous, intense... and off-the-charts gorgeous. Husk is tall, dark, and terrifyingly silent. When he does smile, it looks like it hurts him—and frankly, it gives me nightmares. Winter, with his pale hair and soft eyes, is gentle… on the surface. But there’s something immense in him, some power pulsing under his skin, like he could take control of my very soul. Then there’s Sky—moody, brooding, unreadable. He shifts between warm and cold so fast I get whiplash. They tell me I have to stay with them at the casino for thirty days. Just thirty days, and the debt is paid. Sounds simple, right? Except nothing about this is simple. And I know there’s a catch. So, I run. Only to find out—they need me. Not for money. Not just for fun. For something deeper. Something... ancient. Suddenly, I’m not the girl people overlook. I’m not the small-town girl with a too-big heart and nowhere to put it. I’m the key to something much bigger, something magical. And maybe, just maybe, these wolves aren’t my captors… they’re my future. I left to escape. But it turns out, what I needed most was exactly what I tried to leave behind.

There's a famous saying that goes;‘protect what you love whether it is living or not, family or stranger; you're obliged to protect them’ but what if there's a person, a woman, a spy who kills to protect what she loves. ‘I love them, that's why I killed them.’The emotionless woman said. Not even flinching as she stares at the bloodbath she caused around her. "You're lucky, I hate you, I won't kill you as I do to those people," she whispered purposely grazing his cheeks with hers. When Blanche failed her mission to kill Ace Crowne – a man known to have a connection with the notorious mafia in the world, she found herself in a new identity as Cleo Martinez that was given a second chance to kill him. But as soon as she tried to do her mission, something, someone was stopping her. Is it because she can't love him that's why she can't kill him? Or was it something more than that? Like giving her hints that he was not the one she should kill? Will Blanche can connect all the hints he has given and complete the puzzle in time? In a world where she was taught to 'kill those she loves' will that be able to triumph when she met people who offered her love than ever before.

In eight years together, my boyfriend—Shayne Raffield—blocked me eighty-eight times. This time? Because I missed his call. At my best friend's birthday party. Usually, I'd panic-order a gift, then stand outside his office, head down, ready to beg. But today? I blocked him first. The Chat Feed popped up, loud as ever: [Nooo, Ley-Bae, don't block Shay-Shay! He's just got abandonment issues. Comfort him!] [Shay's heart = shattered; Eyes = red. Ley, go! One pout and he's yours again!] Then Shayne called. Didn't say a word. Just breathed for ten seconds and hung up. The Chat Feed freaked out. [AHHHH SHAY LOVES LEY SO MUCH HE JUST SUCKS AT SAYING IT. THIS COWARD'S GONNA LOSE HIS GIRL.]

"What's this?" I asked, taking it from him. My curiosity was instantly aroused as I tore it open. But seconds later, I felt my blood running cold and my hands shivering. “I married you because of my mom,” He said flatly. “Now that she’s late, and the woman I truly love has come back, it’s time we part ways. I want a divorce.” After losing her baby in a tragic accident, Danielle is forced to end her toxic marriage with Jayden. She signs the divorce papers, ready to move on. Almost as if a veil left his eyes, Jayden returns for her when she least expected, but Fred her new business partner is unwilling to let her go. Torn between a painful past and a hopeful future, Danielle must decide which man truly deserves her heart.

She had been blamed and rebuked; she had lost and been betrayed; she had tried to figure out who she was but instead got trampled upon. Roseline spent her poor childhood life in pain, distress, and hardship, even at the hands of her own father. But she stepped back, not giving up on herself. Lucian is a rich, cursed playboy of the Desmonds who had up to thirty girlfriends and, surprisingly, was catering to their needs. He met Roseline, who never liked him from the start and has been trying every possible way to avoid him. Lucian had been cursed by this same Roseline when they were both kids. But why do they have to meet again, fall in love, and also try to exchange destinies?

Eve had always believed in true love and soulmates—until her husband, Kade, accused her of cheating before the entire pack and shattered her world. In a single night, not only was she rejected by her mate, she was banished from Redhood and forbidden to return. Alone and broken, she fled to the human world to start over. Discovering she was pregnant in the middle of her chaos nearly broke her, but she chose to be strong for her unborn children. Five years later, Eve was no longer the disgraced woman cast out of her pack. She had built a quiet and peaceful life with her three children.Until the Supreme Alpha, Dominic, took her children from school. Her peace was destroyed in seconds, but what Dominic didn’t know was that taking her children meant declaring war. And Eve was willing to burn the world to get them back.

During a long holiday, my husband booked flights for a family vacation. On the way to the airport, I suddenly saw numbers appearing on everyone’s head. The numbers on my husband’s head indicated sixty years, but my parents and I had only six hours indicated on our heads. While I was puzzled over the meaning of those numbers, I noticed that the driver next to us only had six seconds indicated over his head through the car window. Five… Four… Three… Two… One. When the number turned zero, a massive truck immediately rammed into the car next to us. I saw flickers of fire, flesh and blood exploding before my eyes. People were screaming for help, but I could not hear anything. I trembled as cold sweat drenched my entire body. It was because my flight would be taking off in six hours.

When seventeen year old Brianna Whitlock dislocates her joint in a skiing accident, she is forced to take a break from what she loves most- dancing. By the time she returns for her senior year, she's hopelessly behind and fears all her years of hard work had been for nothing. Her only chance at catching up comes in the form of new school instructor- thirty three year old Luca Bianchi. Whom she holds only feelings of dubiety towards his training methods, at first. But when he starts unlocking her secrets and embracing her way of thinking, her doubt turns into trust and interest. Which eventually shifts into desire. With so much on the line, will her newfound emotions make her bloom or become her downfall?

BRIX AEDAM CROMWELL, a young, handsome and hot CEO. Sa edad na thirty ay may matayog at nangungunang negosyo sa bansa, and he is certified womanizer. Kung maganda ka, pasok ka sa kaniyang maiikama. Paano kung dumating ang magpapatino sa kaniya? Hindi babaing puwede niyang mapaglalabasan ng init, kundi isang bata. A four year old girl, at sinasabing siya ang ama nito. How did that happen? "I used c*ndom and it's all branded. Hindi iyon mabubutas. Hindi naman puwedeng lumipad ang sperm ko sa matris ng nanay niya? Imposibleng anak ko iyan!" Pero, kamukha niya ito... "Bu*llshit na sperm! Pakalat-kalat kasi sa daan."