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My husband's childhood sweetheart is a fake heiress. She and I are abducted at the same time. But when my husband, a doctor, arrives at the scene of the abduction with a medical team, he chooses to save her first. My legs have been broken, and I struggle to stay afloat in the ocean. I'm on the brink of death, and I beg him to save me and the child in my belly. He merely looks at me. Before leaving, he almost generously helps me call 911. Then, he says, "It's disgusting that you're lying about being pregnant just to save yourself. I've repaid you for saving my life—come to the hospital later today to sign the divorce papers." After listening to his words, I remove the hearing aid from my right ear with a trembling hand.

Using the relationship as a bridge to his revenge, Alexander has deep feelings of love for his wife, Kimbeerly Libason. Feelings of love that should have been buried deep in order to focus on the goal, instead made Alexander think twice between continuing or ending his revenge plan. Reluctantly, Alexander ended his plan and chose to leave the Libason family to heal his own wounds even though Kimbeerly was pregnant with his flesh and blood at the time. Kimbeerly loved Alexander so much. She was tormented by Alexander's decision to disappear from her life. A few years later, Kimbeerly reunited with Alexander. Kimbeerly suspected Alexander had a family because she saw him with a woman and a child. On the other hand, Kimbeerly's son continues to ask about his father's whereabouts and makes Kimbeerly confused to answer. How will their story end? Will Alexander and Kimbeerly reunite or just choose their own way of life so that they no longer hurt each other?

Kat Donovan is at the lowest point of her life: she didn't get her promotion, she's never dated a decent man ever, and she's pretty sure she just spent a few thousand bucks drowning her sorrows in a Vegas strip club.The cherry on top? It's also the last day of her life.Death's at her door, figuratively and literally. One of Hell's Punishers is coming to take her away, to an afterlife full of torture and torment. But of course, with the help of some miracles and her ever-steady fighting spirit, she manages to escape its sneaky clutches.And that's how Kat discovers that the Punisher is not anywhere close to what she thought it is.First off, the Punisher is actually the most drop-dead gorgeous guy Kat's ever seen. Two, the 'miracles' that saved her life are not miracles, but clues to the mystery of her origin, to which the Punisher holds the answers. Three, due to some unfortunate events, their paths are now intertwined—for better and (mostly) for worse. And four, their adventures might just open the mystery of life, the wonders of existence, and the endless possibilities of new love....

I shivered in the darkness, the air stale, damp and cold making goosebumps appear on my bare skin. The low rumbles and huffs which were coming from behind made me a little scared, and I knew the beast was still there, watching me with interest. I knew screaming and calling for help was futile since my voice was already hoarse for trying to scream the past few hours, but the only thing to be heard was my echo, and the snarl that followed next. I heard it shift and felt it's soft fur brush against my body and skin. I swallowed hard and held in my voice. The more it leaned in, the more my heart beat wildly, and I tried to move away from it. It's warm breath brushed against my cold skin making me shiver in response. I couldn't see but I had an idea what it wanted. I kept resisting but it was much stronger than I was, easily able to pull my thin legs apart. It showed it's dominance as a way to make me submit. I knew I wasn't strong enough to fight or escape it, but that didn't mean I was going to willingly do what the beast said, at least at that minute. But everything changed when I felt it's big head dip between my legs, easily parting them to the extreme, and a rough, yet soft , in my opening. I couldn't help the moan that left my lips. The was long, rough, and filled me to the brim, and that's when I knew I was in . The beast wanted to breed with me.

Jaycee knew her life would never be the same the moment she walked that alter to marry the man her father willed her to. but she did it. she married Miami's richest ex bachelor and now it seemed like she was living the dream. When Damien's ex lover Bethany, comes back and something stirs up, Jaycee is feeling threatened. They seem to be handling themselves well but the arrival of Damien's sister, Danielle is trying to break them apart. Now Jay has to deal with bringing the two siblings together while facing whatever trial Bethany throws her way.

Sam is between the living and the dead. When Sam wakes up one day and realizes that her soul is wandering in limbo she will do everything she can to get out of there and come back to life along with the help of Brandon, a 13 year old teenager who has been there for 6 years. When Sam discovers that she has a purpose in limbo she realizes that coming back to life to meet her boyfriend Jay again is hopeless, but she doesn't give up. But she meets Charles Cannadian, a condemned man who deals with taking souls into darkness. Sam hates him from the first moment, what she doesn't know is that Charles was part of her past life and may also be part of her present one. Two loves. One choice: give up living to fulfill her mission in limbo or come back to life to meet her boyfriend Jay.

During an ambush, I risked everything to save Matthew, but in doing so, I lost the ability to stand—my legs were permanently damaged. Matthew was devastated. Holding me close, he swore he would love me forever and never betray me. Overwhelmed with emotion, I agreed to marry him. In secret, I sought medical treatment, and after a long, gruelling journey, the day finally came when the doctor told me I could walk again. Overjoyed, I rushed home, eager to share the incredible news with him. However, the moment I pushed open the door, my world collapsed. Matthew was fooling around with his female assistant—right there in our home. On our bed. Wrapped in each other's arms, they kissed passionately, completely lost in the moment. As things heated up, the woman gazed at him and murmured, "Matt, why don't you just leave that cripple? She can't satisfy you at all." "Don't you love the thrill of sneaking around? It wouldn't be nearly as exciting if I left her." A wave of icy rage surged through me. So that was what our marriage meant to him—nothing more than a twisted game, a joke between him and his mistress. Drained and heartbroken, I turned and walked out. That night, I booked a flight back to my hometown. I was done with this city. Let Matthew live with his regret.

Two young boys were split apart by tragic circumstances. Morbius kidnaps and tortures his twin for the life that he has had to live. Jefferson mourns the brother he has lost while fighting to keep his own dragon sane. On orders to bring in more of his kind, Morbius takes an unknown human woman whose scent was disguised. Once she gets to the facility, where he works as the head assassin, he realizes that she is his mate. The only one that he and his brother will ever get. He’s under orders to be apart of her pain while he keeps his brother as his own self torture. When Jefferson realizes how far his brother will go to break him, he plots his own chance to get his revenge on the brother he once loved so much. In the end blood will not be thicker than water. They both must come to terms with there past to stop themselves from losing the only future they will ever have.

Ever since my CEO husband returned from his business trip, he's been acting strange. His hugs are stiff, and his kisses are empty. Even when we're intimate, something just feels off. When I ask him why, he just smiles and says he's tired from work. But everything falls into place the moment I see his first love stepping out of his Maybach, her body covered in hickeys. That's when I finally give up. I don't argue or cry. I just smile… and tear up the 99th love coupon. Once, he wrote me a hundred love letters. On our wedding day, we made a promise—those letters would become 100 love coupons. As long as there were coupons left, I'd grant him anything he asked. Over the four years of our marriage, every time he left me for his first love, he'd cash in one. But what he doesn't know is that there are only two left.

Ginnieva Fajardo, a 21-year-old college student had enough. Her life always kept on failing no matter what she did to keep it from happening. It got to the point where she had to work to be able to study and obtain a degree as her parents passed away before she was even thirteen years old. Due to the unfortunate events that occurred to her, she aspired to be someone who would inspire people, an educator. Ginnie then met her professor, Phillip Añonuevo. Phillip is a 27-year-old newly promoted teacher and the eldest child of Añonuevo's family. Phillip's life, in contrast to Ginnie's, resembles that of a prince. He was born with a silver spoon in his mouth, but that does not make him a tyrant. Since then, Ginnie has found him enticing and a man who is entirely right for her, so she has pursued him. However, love should be felt by both sides, which didn't happen. Ginnie was rejected for her feelings on Valentine's day, making her fearful of that special event. In order to progress in life, she refrained from Phillip up until the moment they met again. She realized that she still has feelings for Phillip after all these years, but it was too late as Phillip is now preparing for a marriage. Knowing that information prompted her to entertain boys in order to forget the man who keeps breaking her heart. But what if circumstances changed miraculously, making her the soon-to-be bride of the man who had stolen her young, innocent heart? Will the romance that has failed twice become an everlasting love, or will it remain the same, putting young Ginnie's dream to die?