Who Defeated Kokushibo

Growing up as a human in a werewolf world has not been nothing short of a nightmare for Katie but she’s strong and won’t allow her circumstances to deter her from living her life to the fullest. When circumstances beyond her control pushes her to get married to a male she hardly knows, nothing prepared her for a roller-coaster of emotions that follows. ****** Dominic is the richest man in the city and the future alpha of the most powerful pack in the city. As a wealthy and powerful men, he was been surrounded by females who don’t care about him but his status and want to use him to climb up the social ladder. With his family desperate for him to have a bride and an heir, they set up a marriage for him with a human while he keeps his real identity hidden from her. Will the marriage between Katie and Dominic bloom into true love or are they getting more than they bargained for?

Isabella Hart has always believed that love is a luxury she can’t afford especially with her mother’s life on the line. Struggling to make ends meet, she never imagined that a single contract could change everything. Alexander Voss, a wealthy and cold hearted billionaire, has one rule: marry by a certain deadline or lose his inheritance. Business comes first, and love is the last thing on his mind. When fate forces Isabella into a marriage contract with Alexander, their worlds collide in ways neither of them expected. What starts as a cold, calculated arrangement slowly stirs emotions they can’t ignore. Can a contract turn into real love, or will their differences tear them apart before it even begins?

From a stall in the office restroom, I overhear someone badmouthing me. Henry Fielder, the intern I've been mentoring for three months, grumbles, "The guy's got zero people skills. He's a total fossil, like a robot stuck in one mode." I'm about to push the door open and jump in when someone laughs and piles on. "The paperwork is incomplete. The receipts aren't compliant. I can't reimburse it without a manager's signature. We could recite his canned empathy lines in our sleep!" Once they're gone, I quietly head back to my office. Later, Henry drops a thick stack of expense reports onto my desk. "Quit waving the rulebook and rejecting everyone's reimbursements." I skim the fake receipts, and for once, I don't call him out. Instead, I give a thin smile and say, "I have a headache. I can't make out the words."

One moment I'm chasing after a rabbit and the next, I'm falling down a rabbit hole! What the heck?! This ain't Alice in Wonderland?! Though as I opened my eyes, I soon found out that I was no longer in my original body and that somehow I transmigrated into the light novel, A Fairytale Romance. And that isn't all, the character whose body I transmigrated into... is none other than the canon-fodder, stuck-up, arrogant, and selfish ojou-sama who was nothing more than a comic relief character, Maria Rosendrey. Life truly sucks...

She married him to save her Family. He married her to fulfill a contract. When the billionaire broke her heart, she walked away with nothing— except the secret growing inside her. Years later, he is richer, colder, and filled with regret. She is stronger… and hiding the child he never knew existed. But when fate forces them together again, will love survive the damage he caused? He broke her once. This time, she may never forgive him.

He needs a wife. I need a miracle. Our marriage is fake, but the danger is real. Lucien Stone, billionaire, cold, and heartless offers me a deal I can’t refuse. I just have to obey, smile, and never let him find out the truth. But some secrets don’t stay buried. Especially when the past wears a child’s face.

I'm a mafia princess with crippling social anxiety. My fiancé, Rocco Falcone, is our family's consigliere. He’s the exact opposite of me—extroverted, effortlessly charming, a master at reading and bending people. He's supposed to be my protector. My only link to the outside world. Tonight was the charity gala for my late mother. I was hiding in the darkest corner, a mask covering my face. Rocco was supposed to give the speech. My speech. He never showed. [Emergency. Sorry. Skip the speech, I know you hate the attention. Driver will take you home after the auction. Don't wait up.] Then I saw Livia’s new post. It was a picture of Rocco, draping his suit jacket over her shoulders. He was looking down at her, his eyes full of a tenderness he never showed me. The caption was a gut punch: [No prom date, so my big bro saved the day! Couldn't have done it without him! ] The cold hit me. Bone deep. He ditched a memorial for my dead mother... to take his stepsister to a university dance? The guests began whispering and sneering that I, the famously awkward, socially crippled princess, couldn’t even force a word out. I stared at the whiskey I’d ordered for him. The ice in my glass was melting. Just like the hope in my heart. When I got back to our empty penthouse, my screen was lit up with missed calls and texts from Rocco. The last one came in thirty minutes ago: [Aurelia, trouble at Livia's prom. You know how she gets. Couldn't leave her. Your mother's gala means everything. I'll make it up to you, I promise. Next time will be perfect. Trust me.] I didn't reply. An engagement held together by "next time." Was a promise like that even worth keeping?

Caden Booker, the arrogant heir to the Booker Legacy group has everything-wealth, power and everything that comes with it. Things take a turn when he survives a car bombing that was meant to kill him, sparking the need for a bodyguard, his bodyguard. Ruthless, secretive, and finally close enough to make Caden pay, Asher takes the job not to protect him, but to end him. As time unravels everything he thought he knew, Asher must decide between following through with the revenge he has planned all his life or to risk it all for the man he has learned to love. A tale of betrayal, power and abominable romance, born out of revenge and sealed in love.

I donated 45 million to the city's best kindergarten, but my daughter failed the enrollment interview. She was a polymath. Furious, I demanded an explanation from admissions. She hurled an assessment file at my face. "Your daughter's brilliant, but you're the exact opposite! You're dead last among the parents!" She continued, "The others have tech domes! You're nothing but a regular Ivy League graduate! Your degree's worth about as much as toilet paper!" The other teachers laughed as well. "If we admit her daughter, it's going to look bad on the other kids. She can't take that responsibility." "Yeah, I can't believe she's demanding an explanation from Ms. Johnson. Her husband is the kindergarten's biggest stakeholder. He can make sure her daughter has nowhere to go." The admission teacher shoved me away. With disdain in her eyes, she said, "Out of my sight if you know what's good for you. My husband is picking me up in his Rolls-Royce. His car plate alone is worth more than your life! It's lucky 777! Only one in Georgeport!" Three sevens? That was my husband's car. I laughed mirthlessly and texted my husband. "I had no idea you had another wife behind me."

Nang dahil sa isang car accident na kinasasangkutan ni Mayumi Santillan at ng first love ng kanyang asawa na si Xavier Valerio ay nawala ang kanyang anak sa kanyang sinapupunan. Hindi pa alam ni Xavier ang tungkol sa kanyang pinagbubuntis dahil palagi itong nakatutok sa first love nitong si Ysabel Cotez. Oo, isang kasunduan lang kung bakit sila kinasal ni Xavier. Sa limang taong pagsasama nila ay hindi man lang siya nito nakuhang mahalin. She knows that Xavier doesn’t love her at hindi na niya kayang tumagal pa sa piling nito. “Xavier... I want a divorce!” “WHAT???” Sandaling natigilan si Xavier. Iniisip kung tama ang kanyang narinig. “You heard me, Xavier. I want a divorce.” “Mayumi, what game are you trying to play now?” “I’m serious!” “Xavier, pinapalaya na kita na makasama si Ysabel nang tuluyan. Nakikipag-usap na ako sa abogado. Andito ako sa ospital room sa itaas. Pumunta ka dito at pag-usapan natin ang tungkol sa diborsyo.” Pero bago pa siya makapagsalita ay pinutol siya ni Xavier. “Wala akong oras!” mabilis nitong sabi saka pinatay ang telepono. Nakatitig lang siya sa kanyang telepono. Bakit may pakiramdam siyang umiiwas si Xavier sa usaping diborsyo? Could it be… NO!… wala siyang pakialam sa akin. Hindi niya ako mahal at hindi kailanman mamahalin…