Treasure Zodiac Sign

She was said to be the treasure in their kingdom, the white wolf pack. She was the queen's newly born princess. Born to save their world, she was forced to leave the extramundane life she would have when the clan of bloodsucking vamps attacked their peaceful kingdom in the middle of the night under the sight of the goddess of the wolf moon, Diana. Her protector, an ever witty brilliant half-wolf half-vampire sent her to the ordinary world. "She is the treasure. She must be protected!" However, covered with shining gold cloth, she was left alone in front of a wide huge iron gate of a blue blood family. "Something's sparkling in front of the gate, Jon!" Halley woke her husband up in the middle of the night. "Wait! Let me check!" the still drowsy man got up wobbling as he went outside and glanced at the snow-white skin baby with long candy corn hair and bluish-purple eyes. . "Whose the ugly baby?" rubbing his still sleepy eyelids, the sixth-year-old Vince asked his parents. "Don't you call her ugly? From now on she is going to be your baby sister. Her name is Arianna!" his mother gently answered as she stroked his head.

"How do you want me to eat your corpse? Boiled and properly spiced, or grilled, just like barbecue?" Rex asked coldly, his face a mask of cruelty as he approached Arianna, the fearless little bitch who came to steal drugs from him. ***** Arianna Fraser escaped to Las Vegas after killing her step father accidentally, to escape prison time. She began to work at starlight, the biggest hotel resort in Las Vegas boulevard, which belongs to the devil, Rex Santorini, the dreaded crime lord of Las Vegas. Her grandma soon fell sick and she had no money to save her only surviving relative. So she took the most stupid decision. STEAL MEAT FROM THE DEVIL'S MOUTH! She began to steal from Rex till her luck ran out. Few minutes before her execution, he thought of a better use for her. A sex slave! Arianna joined an assassin group in her desperation to get easy money. Her first mission soon arrived, KILL REX SANTORINI. Filled with hesitation as he has begun to treat her well, Arianna kept declining till she found out that Rex was the culprit that killed her mother. Blinded by rage, she became a deranged weapon which Rex's enemy can use against him, worse she had become his biggest weakness. She gets caught in a web of lies and deceit, travelling deeper into the darkness while loosing everything dear to her. When the result of her folly rebounded on her, she had been trapped. However, will Rex find it in himself to save her?. After she had mercilessly tried to kill him on several occasion.

When rising interior designer Valeria Mendoza took a job as an executive assistant at Herrera & Sons, the last thing she expected was to accidentally marry her cold, infuriatingly handsome boss. After a chaotic mix-up with legal paperwork during a corporate event, Valeria finds herself legally bound to Alejandro Herrera, the guarded CEO who doesn’t believe in love but desperately needs a wife to close a multimillion-dollar deal. What starts as a reluctant agreement to "keep up appearances" quickly turns into a tangled web of stolen glances, sizzling tension, and midnight confessions. As the lines blur between fake and real, Valeria must hide the biggest secret of all — her true identity as the daughter of a billionaire family she left behind. But in a world where business and love don’t mix, what happens when the truth comes out? Will Alejandro see her as a liar... or the woman he’s been designing a future with all along?

Trois ans après le mariage, Léa Vasseur ne pouvait pas être le vrai amour d’Enzo Faure.Quand le premier amour de celui-ci est rentré à ses côtés, tout ce que Léa a obtenu était un accord de divorce.« Si je portais notre enfant, voudrais-tu toujours divorcer ? »Elle voulait se battre pour la dernière fois.À ce moment-là, il lui a répondu froidement : « Oui ! »Léa a fermé les yeux. Elle a décidé de le laisser partir....À la fin, elle était allongée dans le lit d’hôpital, avec un cœur brisé, elle a signé l’accord de divorce.« Enzo, nous ne nous devons rien l’un à l’autre... »Celui qui avait été résolu en action, s’est appuyé sur le lit et a prié à voix basse : « Léa, ne divorçons pas, d’accord ? »

Three years after our breakup, I ran into my ex-girlfriend, and she had her new boyfriend by her side. "Hey, isn't that Henry the expert?" Diego Stanley taunted with a smirk. "Three years post-breakup, and you're slumming it here playing with clay?" I furrowed my brow, ignored them, and carefully moved the Victorian-era porcelain musician figurine onto its preset base in the display case. When I wasn't biting, he reached out to grab the figurine from my arms. "What's this junk you're treating like gold? Let me take a look." Cynthia Wyatt frowned, her voice laced with that familiar arrogance. "Henry, I've given you three years to shape up, and you're still the same loser? Come on, hand over that clay doll to Diego. Don't kill the vibe. If you play nice, I might even reconsider our old engagement." As Diego's hand neared the figurine, I dodged quickly and barked, "Hands off! It's a historical artifact!" Diego got pissed off and shoved me hard. "Some flea market find, and you're acting all high and mighty?" In the ensuing scuffle, I lost my balance, and the figurine slipped from my grasp, crashing to the floor. That sealed their fate. This entitled pair was about to go bankrupt trying to fix it.

หนึ่งคนเติบโตมาพร้อมอิสระ เส้นทางชีวิตเป็นสิ่งที่เธอเลือกเอง อีกหนึ่งคนกลับต้องใช้ชีวิตภายใต้กรอบความคาดหวังและความต้องการของผู้นำครอบครัว การตัดสินใจทุกครั้งไม่ใช่ของตน หากเป็นของ “หน้าที่” ที่แบกรับไว้ ทว่าโชคชะตากลับนำพาให้หนุ่มสาวทั้งสองได้มาพบกัน ความแตกต่างกลายเป็นบทเรียน ความใกล้ชิดกลายเป็นคำถาม อิสระคือการหลุดพ้นจากกรอบ หรือคือการกล้ายอมรับผลของการเลือก ท่ามกลางอุปสรรคจากครอบครัว สังคม และหัวใจของตนเอง ความสัมพันธ์ที่ก่อตัวขึ้นจะนำพาพวกเขาไปสู่เส้นทางใด อิสระที่แท้จริง…สามารถออกแบบร่วมกันได้หรือไม่

Si Annatalia Martinez ay isang babaeng may simpleng pangarap at matibay na prinsipyo. Hindi niya inakala na ang buhay niya ay magbabago dahil lamang sa isang dokumentong kailangang pirmahan. Si Alaric Dale Compton, isang makapangyarihang bilyonaryo, ay kilala sa pagiging emosyonal na mailap at desidido sa negosyo. Para sa kanya, ang lahat ay napag-uusapan—kahit ang damdamin. “ Love, Signed by a Billionaire” Sa isang kasunduang naglapit sa kanila, napilitan silang magkasama sa isang mundong puno ng limitasyon at lihim na damdamin. Habang sinusubukan nilang panatilihin ang distansya, mas lalo namang lumalalim ang koneksiyong hindi nila inaasahan.

Memories would flow back. Spells would be casted. The dead would be resurrected. A war would ensue. And a change in the atmosphere... the wicked ones became good and the good ones became wicked. The Chosen Twelve were destined to protect the mages of Ataraxia from formidable black creatures, in accordance to the prophecy of the Phoenix Empress. They were the Celestial Zodiacs, the most powerful twelve beings. They were the keepers of peace and order. The chosen ones who will soon retrieve Ataraxia from its ashes.

My husband Dante, Don of the Moretti family, was killed in a gang crossfire. I was devastated, because the same day, I’d also found out that my IVF injection had worked. I was pregnant. The Moretti didn’t want me to spiral. So they called in Dante’s twin brother, Ash Moretti, to help around. I felt both guilty and grateful until I overheard them talking in the study. “It was Ash who died. Why would you make us tell Harper it was you?” His father asked. Dante’s voice. “I only married her because you promised me the Don’s seat.” Then Gianna’s voice. “Dante had given her a child. That alone should’ve been enough.” So. It wasn’t my husband who died. It was his brother. And my husband and his sister in law thought this was his clean exit. As he wished, I gave it to him. When the doctor told me the fetus had less than a ten percent chance of survival, I agreed to terminate. And along with reclaiming everything else I had once given the Moretti, I walked away from his life—for good.

One drunken mistake, one signed contract. And now, Noelle has to spend one year in the billionaire’s bed. Noelle's world comes crumbling when she walks into her boyfriend of three years fucking her best friend. Betrayed by her ex and suffocated by her parents’ demands, she takes her mother's advice , a blind date with a match she found on a dating app. Noelle walked into a bar looking for revenge, what she found instead was Damian Blackwood: sin in a tailored suit, the man every tabloid loved to hate. A night of whiskey and bad decisions ended with neon lights, a priest’s collar, and a marriage certificate she doesn’t remember signing. Now, she’s Mrs. Blackwood,and the billionaire isn’t letting her walk away. Damian offers her everything she thought she wanted: freedom from her family, payback against her ex, and more money than she’s ever dreamed of. But in exchange, he wants a polished wife on his arm,and a submissive partner in his bed. Noelle thought she was making a deal. Instead, she signed herself into his world of power, pleasure, and rules she never knew existed. And the fine print? It might ruin her, or awaken a desire she can’t escape.