Wings Of Fire Tsunami

Life is full of mysteries and secrets. Each and everyone in their life have their own secrets to save oneself or others. In this story, our heroine Lara had her own secrets which will make up her future with the right person. What is her secrets???? Who is that right person????....... Lets begin our story!!!!!!

Dunia sihir hanyalah sebuah lelucon di mata orang-orang. Mulai dari orang dewasa hingga anak-anak bahkan menganggapnya bodoh. Gale termasuk salah satunya. Hingga suatu hari, dirinya menjadi pelaku dari sebuah insiden sepele. Tidak menyangka jika dari kejadian itu, menyeretnya masuk ke dalam situasi besar yang tidak pernah dibayangkan. Bahkan mengubah pandangannya akan dunia yang ia anggap lelucon sebelumnya. Mampukah Gale membangunkan kekuatan utama Federlin, atau sebaliknya, ia menyerah dan meninggalkan sahabat serta kebenaran tentang dirinya yang makin membingungkan.

Di tempat Katrina berasal terdapat empat jenis manusia: Penyihir, Pemburu, Secondary, dan kaum Murni yang telah sepakat hidup damai selama ratusan tahun lamanya. Namun tanpa diduga, Katrina yang darah campuran malah mengalami suatu hal yang mustahil, ia memperoleh Sihir di hari ulang tahunnya. Kekuatan baru itu melahirkan pengkhianatan yang membuat Katrina mendapat pelajaran pahit bahwa perburuan Penyihir ialah seniscaya hukum alam, sekalipun dunia sudah berubah. Katrina harus mengumpulkan keberanian untuk menggali masa lalu dan melewati labirin penuh curiga untuk mengetahui asal muasal sihirnya... sekalipun ia dipermainkan sosok misterius dari bayang-bayang.

" The young miss is pregnant" that unwelcome news changed my life and put it on a downward spiral shattering my life. It got worse when I found out their father's identity, Aries walker the ruthless and terrible billionaire. I thought it will be over once I moved to another state away from the insults and betrayals. I was set up by my cousin and best friend leading to this nightmare. However when I saw my sons' beautiful faces, I decided that all I suffered was worth it. But the quiet family life I envisaged didn't come, especially after I found out my sons were not human. My life turned into a roller coaster but I managed the best I could. Just as I thought I have gotten used to it, their father, that demon of a man showed up at my doorstep demanding his kids. The very same children I have sacrificed everything to keep. I fought to wake up from this nightmare. No matter how I ran or how many times I escaped with the kids I couldn't outrun him or hide away because he always finds us.

Since he left her without goodbye , she have to continue the journey of her life without him anymore. She have to continue without his smiles, their laughter, and specially his voice. She have to forget the whole him. She have to forget the man she want to spend her entire lifetime with. Ten years passed and she tried to forget him the way he forgotten her. Until one day, their roads will cross again. But the thing is, she's sure that it will never be the same. The wounds of yesterday still hurts everytime she look at his lovely purple eyes. Will she ever forgive him? Or she will just accept the past and move on?

Trapped in an engagement of convenience, Veronica had finally come to terms with her engagement with Berlin Gates. That is, until she discovered his betrayal and ended their engagement abruptly. She decides to pick up and leave when no one in his family or hers takes her side. Starting fresh at a top company, she was stunned to find Neil Railway, a past love, as a key partner. His cold demeanor made her question his feelings. As they started to reconnect, Neil’s strict management and Berlin’s schemes threatened both Neil’s company and their budding romance. To make things worse, Veronica uncovered her father’s betrayal, aligned with Berlin’s plans. Can Veronica mend her relationship with Neil while battling family betrayal and corporate sabotage? Will their love endure the growing challenges?

She returns to exact vengeance on those who murdered her mother and father. And when she returned, that was the cause of her suffering. She devised a strategy to get revenge on those who had harmed her; her first step was to pursue and engage the son of those who had hurt her. Lucille Damian is her name, and she will do anything to length to obtain justice. The man she did not expect to change her view of life was Judiel Marco Sanrazo, the only son of those who killed her parents. Will he be able to seek revenge, or will he plunge into the abyss himself? A story of rivalry and vengeance.

"Don't judge my bangs. My mom made me do it." I say. "It's cute." He says, biting back a laugh. "Asshole." I murmur. "Wait... In the photo you're wearing..." He says trailing off. My eyes widen when I realize I'm wearing my bracelet in that picture. "I can explain." I say. <~~~~~~~~>

A simple girl from the 20th century named Avery Rose Yancey was brought to the medieval period by the magical mirror that she discovered in her grandmother's house. Dinala siya ng salamin sa isang lugar na hindi niya inaasahan. She is inside a bedroom where the Prince of Luxuinia owns. Where will fate take her? What will happen to her after the Prince saw her? Will that be the start of the change in her life?

The night my father collapsed, I learned some men negotiate with money… but Noah Thorne negotiates with lives. I never planned to marry a billionaire CEO, especially not the man my father owed $50,000 to. But when the hospital demanded an $80,000 deposit before surgery, life made the choice for me. While my mother sobbed in a cold hallway, Noah’s bodyguard arrived with an offer, an arranged marriage, a contract marriage that would clear the debt and cover every medical bill. When I confronted Noah, he presented the terms without cruelty: one year, no intimacy, public appearances only, and freedom after. He believed he was offering mercy but I felt like beautifully packaged captivity. Desperation crushed pride, and I signed. Our “marriage” was a seven-minute formality, no vows, no meaning. Moving into his penthouse was like stepping into a museum built to contain silence. Publicly, we were the perfect romance. Privately, we were strangers navigating a fragile arrangement thick with unspoken tension. Complications followed us: Noah’s elegant, smug ex who treated me like a placeholder, and my own ex-boyfriend, whose sudden reappearance triggered jealousy in Noah he couldn’t hide. Arguments, silences, and late-night moments softened something between us. Slowly, painfully, the man behind the empire emerged, the lonely boy shaped by loss, abandonment, and guarded walls. We began to care. We tried to deny it. Feelings weren’t in the contract but feelings don’t read contracts. Near the end of the year, Noah pulled away. I thought he wanted freedom. He signed the release papers with steady hands and a breaking heart. I was almost gone when he whispered the truth: “Please don’t go.” We tore up the contract. A year later, we married again, this time for love, not survival. This time, I chose him