Uncanny Resemblance

"I know your family, Anna Kylin!" He spat out my surname like it was hot potatoes. "And you have a lot of guts coming here." He turned away and spoke to two men whom I had not noticed. "Take her to the dungeons. I will extract whatever information I can from her and dump her back in the river where she will be sent to her family. It should be a lesson to them never to send a spy to my pack." ~~~~~~~~~~ Anna Kylin was shocked when she found out she was pregnant. But from previous tests, Her chosen mate and husband, Alpha Rick, was known to be impotent. After accusing her of being a cheating whore, he finds his fated mate and proceeds to toss Anna aside. Despaired and broken, Anna breaks all bonds and leaves the pack. She stumbles into the territory of her family's archrival and into the hands of the bloodthirsty ruthless lycan king. Mitch Chester, ruthless Lycan King, is often rumored to be 100% beast and 0% human. He bears a generational grudge against anyone from the inland packs, especially the pack that was led by the Kylins. So he was pleasured when the first daughter of his enemy fell into his pack, but there is something about Anna that makes his beast purr like a housecat. What will happen in this entwining loop of fate and love? What will happen when Mitch finds out that Anna was his fated mate all along but she carries the child of another man? When a dreadful plague sweeps through the packs, killing people, but there is only one person with the brains to cure the illness, and when Anna's ex-husband needs her help but instead meets two children that are his striking resemblance, how would he react?

Sebastian Sanchez never wanted her, but that's not what led to their divorce. He cheated on her with her best friend and the pain in her heart was multiplied many times over. But, now Isabella Rossi has managed to escape the shadows of her past, building her own happiness after the bitter divorce from Sebastian. She had no time to dwell on all the things about the past that had hurt her. After all, she now had the center of the world that made her forget everything. However, her life is shaken up again when Sebastian reappears in her life, bringing an offer of much-needed financial help. Sebastian hasn't changed; he is still incredibly wealthy, strong, gorgeous, charming, and intoxicating as sin. With her business on the verge of bankruptcy, debts mounting, and daily needs Isabella is cornered between her immediate needs and her desire not to go back to her ex-husband. Isabella insists on keeping her distance from him, seeking other help and trying not to fall for his advances. The situation becomes more complicated for Isabella when Sebastian finds out the major secret she has been keeping. Stefano Archer Rossi; her son. The little blue-eyed one who bears a striking resemblance to Sebastian Sanchez. Sebastian was the most domineering man she despised. But how can she resist Sebastian's relentless pursuit? Using their child as the focal point, transform a traumatic history into a lovely one? There is a razor's edge between love and hatred, and Isabella sees it when they clash. Isabella risks dying if she gives in to this unusual desire and becomes entangled in a deadly game of love and hate.

Two ladies with striking resemblance cross path. Julianne Crawford is tired of living as a submissive wife in her in-laws house. Her plan to escape coincided with the charity event where Quiva, a typical and cunning pickpocket attended with the aim to steal. She bumped into Julliane while she was trying to escape. Unknowingly, her phone had fallen and Quiva had picked it up as one of her ‘godsent’ gift to her. As she tried to leave the event, she met Mrs Crawford who said some derogatory words at her and called her ‘Julliane’. Quiva did not understand what was happening but she played along, thinking another jackpot had been scored, not knowing that something worse was coming for her. Quiva followed the Crawfords back to their house, assuming her position as their son’s wife, Julliane Crawford. She pretended to be Julliane to steal money and stymied the lives of the Crawfords until they learned to accept her. While she thought her dream had finally been fulfilled - a life living in wealth. An enemy from the past was rising to return, ruining her entire plan. However, as Quiva spends more time living as Julliane, she begins to develop feelings for her husband and struggles with the guilt of lying to everyone around her. Meanwhile, the real Julliane has started a new life, free from the constraints of her old one, but she can't shake the feeling that something is wrong. As the two women's paths continue to cross, secrets are revealed and loyalties are tested. Will Quiva be able to come clean and confess her deception to the Crawfords and her husband, or will she lose everything she's gained in her new life? And what will happen to Julliane, who has been living in the shadow all along?

Ever heard of a “wife for hire”? Absurd, right? Well, it was a brand-new concept to me too. As I stared at the billionaire sitting across from me, one thought rang loud and clear in my mind.“This man has lost it.“ How did I go from interviewing for a cleaner’s position to this? An offer to “marry” a billionaire? The words had barely left his lips before I scoffed, unable to help myself. “Is this some kind of joke?” I asked, narrowing my eyes at him, skepticism dripping from every word. He tilted his head to the side, his expression oddly calm. His brows lifted slightly as his sharp gaze locked onto mine. “Is something wrong?” he asked, his voice steady yet tinged with what seemed like guilt—or maybe embarrassment. “Did I offend you? If I have…” “I mean, no offense, but… look at you. You’re tall, handsome, rich,” I continued, gesturing toward him as if to underline my point. “Any woman out there would swarm around you, dying for the chance to be with you. So, why me? Unless there’s more to it. Unless there’s… a motive.” … After being handed divorce papers at the hospital—mere moments after losing her baby,Amber refuses to fall apart. She is not weak. She is not pathetic. She won’t waste tears on the heavens or wait for Karma to settle the score. Instead, she vows to become Karma herself. However, fate leads her to an encounter with him, a wealthy, enigmatic billionaire with a haunting past and a son who longs for a mother. Drawn to her striking resemblance to someone from his past, he makes her an audacious offer. One that could change both of their lives forever.

WARNING❗️ MATURED CONTENT❗️❗️❗️ SERIES 11 OF 50! I am the perfect son in the eyes of my dying mother until I’m not. All the things I knew about myself and my mother’s death were all lies. My life in general was built on lies. Now, I only had to focus on one thing—be the best leader the Draco Elites had ever had. Be accepted by the notorious crime group, Foedus; to protect the people that matter to me, Carlene, and my men. That was until I met her. Stiffany. She changed every fucking thing. One look and I was bewitched. Under her spell. She’s refreshing and unique. Until she isn’t. She’s a bombshell liar with a smart mouth and legs for days. She betrayed me and I’ll break her. I’ll make her life a living hell. Until her past and mine come back at us. She was caught in the middle of the chaos and I was shattered. Now, I need to do everything in my power and Foedus to save my woman. I don’t care if I burn down the world to ashes or bathe with my enemy's blood. If my enemies—our enemies don’t kill me first. A buried past. A twisted game of love and betrayal. Three souls. Two women and a man with more enemies than allies. When love is more dangerous than entering the world of Foedus, will you leave or just surrender? “Lorenzo tastes like danger and power. A deadly combination. Totally intoxicating.”- Stiffany Author's Note: Names, places, characters, and incidents are just products of my imagination. Any resemblance to the event in the story is just a coincidence. Pwera na lang sa mga nagpahiram ng pangalan. God bless all.

The Billionaire's Secretary is a contemporary romance featuring Star Griffin–secretary to the handsome billionaire CEO, Neal Ward. Star is brilliant and head over heels in love with Neal, who is more reserved with his affection. Trouble brews when Star learns she's not accepted by Neal's wealthy family. To make matters worse, she finds out that he is to marry a beautiful heiress. Heartbroken, she resigns from her job and leaves the city to start a new life. Only to return after three years. She has been transferred to her company's headquarters as the head secretary working directly with the boss. Once again, it's Neal–the man who shattered her heart in the worst way possible. But he doesn't remember her. Working together again causes sparks to fly and although Star guards her heart righteously, she ends up falling for him once more. This time, Neal doesn't hold back with expressing his affection–which is the one thing Star has always wanted. Neal has amnesia and his brilliant psychotherapist shares a striking resemblance to Star. Also, Star is a single mom to a three year old son who is the splitting image of the billionaire. History repeats itself when tabloids show Neal and his psychotherapist having an intimate moment. Star is heartbroken again and this time is far worse than the last. Her mom also falls fatally ill, leaving her vulnerable to Neal's scheming mom whose agenda is to once again break up the couple. Neal recovers his memory and battles to clear every misunderstanding in a bid to win back Star's trust. Meanwhile, the truth about his amnesia is revealed as well as the fact that he is indeed the father of her son. The lovers navigate treacherous situations and ultimately, get their happy ending.

“You fucking bitch, I told you to stay here, and I will think about what I can do for you to not assassinate you, but you're just being a bitch” He yelled and turn my back like always I did whenever I was punished by a stick. "Bitch” He yelled throwing stick after stick, I felt my body turn numb getting to continue beating. “This time I won't let it go easily” He yelled, tearing my cloth. My body jerked back, his cold hand roamed my back. “I teach you today what happens when you just disobey my single command,” He said, turning me, removing a thin cloth from my body. "No, Liam" I screamed. “Why, It was always meant to be mine. Right?” His face had an evil smirk on. “Please no, Liam. Not like that…” I whispered, hugging myself with my hand hiding my naked self from his burning eyes. “No Amber… This will only happen like this, You fucking bitch tried to deceive me” He said, taking a fistful of my hair with enough grip to make me cry. “I won't do that again, Promise,” I said showing him my pinky finger like always we seal our promise. “Amber…” He sighed, like controlling himself. “Promise…” He said, taking my pinky finger with his finger. “This time promise will be sealed with my way baby” He smirked, bending my pinky finger. His eyes were like some beast that just want to hurt someone so badly. Author Note : This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. Update on weekends

This is work of fiction. Names, characters, business, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living, or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. Do not distribute, publish, transmit, modify, display or create derivative works from exploit the contents of this story in anyway; please obtain permission. ____________________________________ The stubborn girl Rainee Cleo Fonterraet Professor Kofi Salvacheera, the substitute of Mr. Dumagundong. Rainee Cleo is a strong, and sometimes snob but what if makilala niya si Professor Kofi na napakacharming. Magbago kaya ang ugali niya? Paano kung may mangyari sa kanila? Panindigan kaya siya? O itatakuwil na parang basura? "Kung pwede ko lang ibigay sa'yo lahat ng sakit na nararamdaman ko, gagawin ko. Hindi para saktan ka, kung hindi para malaman mo kung gaano kasakit ang talikuran ng taong minahal mo. I did not deserve what you did to me, nagmahal lang ako Prof. Kofi Salvacheera," - RAINEE CLEO FONTERRA "I want to love you, keep you, took care of you but I can't. I can't hurt a person like her, she's my fiancée and you're just a girl who feed my lust, Rainee. It's not love, it's just a full of lust." -KOFI SALVACHEERA Likidong nagpapatakan, luha at ulan... Na tila'y nagkaintindihan at sabay na naglabasan... Kung gaano kasakit ang kaniyang sugat sa pulsuhan, ay siya ring sakit ng sugat sa pusong duguan... Mga pusong nawasak na animo'y plorerang basag-basag.. Mabuo pa kaya ang nasirang pagsasama? Kung ang pusong nagmamahalan ay magkakahiwalay na? Samahan mo akong sumaksi sa saya, sarap at sakit ng kanilang pagmamahalan.... ••• COPYRIGHT ALL RIGHTS RESERVED I LOVE YOU, PROFESSOR 2020- RAINEE_NEE

My company had arranged a wilderness survival retreat deep in the heart of Moonshadow Forest—a place where even seasoned wolves tread cautiously. That night, a sudden downpour ripped through the campsite, drenching the earth and filling the air with the thick scent of damp moss and shifting soil. I woke abruptly, the cold seeping into my bones. Instinctively, I reached out to the space beside me, seeking the warmth of my mate. Empty. A sharp pang of unease clawed at my chest. My wolf, dulled by the suppressant herbs I had taken to blend into human society, stirred restlessly. Fumbling in the darkness, I grabbed my phone and dialed Nigel. The line barely had time to connect before he emerged from the undergrowth—disheveled, breathless. His grip was iron-tight as he seized my wrist, pulling me downhill. His scent was sharp with adrenaline, but beneath it—something foreign, something wrong. We ran, my boots sinking into the mud. My keen vision caught glimpses of his rumpled clothing, the way his collar was misaligned—and the faint imprint of lips on his jaw. My pulse pounded in my ears. Betrayal. I wrenched my arm from his grasp, my claws itching to unsheathe despite the human form I forced myself to maintain. "Where were you?" My voice came out low, edged with the danger of a wolf barely leashed. The suppressants in my bloodstream faltered under the weight of my fury. The storm had driven everyone into their tents, leaving the clearing eerily silent as we reached the base of the mountain. But she was there. A woman stood beneath the flickering glow of the emergency lanterns, her hair tousled, her fingers gripping Nigel’s jacket as if it belonged to her. I knew her. The new intern. Her face held an unsettling resemblance to mine, as if the Moon Goddess herself had carved her from the shadows of my reflection. The realization struck like a silver dagger to my chest. Even the mate who had once sworn to fight the world for me had given in to betr