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Astrid, a strong-willed and determined young woman, is forced to return to her pack after a decade away. She has encountered animosity and bitterness, especially from her father, the alpha of the pack. Astrid has a hard time adjusting to her new life in the pack. She meets Kaidën, a mysterious and brooding person who seems to be hiding secrets, and she gets to see her childhood friend Evelyn again. Kaidën's mate, Xylara, is presented as a stunning but ruthless and cunning person. Under the full moon, Astrid and Kaidën have a tense but fascinating encounter. Astrid starts to suspect Kaidën is involved in the weird happenings in the pack. Astrid is left feeling shaken by her encounter with Kaidën. She meets Alpha Eric, her arranged mate, and is repulsed by his behavior. When Kaidën steps in, Astrid is drawn to him. Xylara's hostility toward Astrid becomes more and more obvious. When Xylara tries to suffocate her while she is sleeping, Astrid learns of her true motivations. Astrid also finds Lucas, a pack member, tied up and gagged. Astrid is warned to keep away by Kaidën, who is attempting to shield her from himself. Xylara's evil character is further revealed as Astrid starts to solve the pack's mysteries.

Tatum Hollis was once the light of the Hollis family, but she became a discarded heiress the moment her mother passed away. Stripped of her father’s affection and her status, she built a humble life for herself, working as a PR manager for an entertainment firm while caring for her chronically ill brother. One phone call from her estranged father shatters her hard-won peace: she is to be married off to the ruthless CEO, Arden Voss. Trapped with no choice, Tatum enters a marriage of cold convenience. But when the jealousy of Arden’s girlfriend, Brianna, spirals into malice, tragedy strikes. Through a series of clouded judgments and cruel betrayals, Tatum loses everything—her brother and her unborn child—in a single, devastating day. Broken and betrayed, Tatum disappears. Two years later, she returns. She is no longer the helpless girl the Hollis discarded. She is Xanthe, a woman of immense power and iron will. As Arden realizes he has fallen for the woman he once scorned, he finds himself facing a ghost who wants nothing to do with him. He fell too late... but will he ever be able to win her back?

My parents' enemy kidnaps me and livestreams chopping off my fingers just to force them to show up. For a time, the entire Internet searches for my parents. But what they don't know is that the captain who appeared in the livestream is my biological father. At that moment, he's on a beach in Hashford, setting off magnificent fireworks for his adopted daughter. And on their barbecue table, the livestream of my fingers being severed is playing. Later on, when I survive long enough to be rescued, I reach out my mangled hand to touch my parents. They recoil in disgust and leave without looking back, taking the adopted daughter out for Wersole food. But they don't know that the thing hidden within my mangled palm will make them regret their actions beyond measure.

My family and I have gone on a road trip. But when I help an old lady to her feet after she suffered from a fall in the rest stop, my wife, Cindy Ford, who has been chatting animatedly with me the whole time, scowls at me instantly. "I never knew you were this underhanded! Just the sight of you disgusts me! Get lost!" Even my eight-year-old daughter, Tessa Hayes, glares at me disdainfully. "I don't want someone like you as my dad!" With an ashen face, Cindy whisks Tessa into the car immediately. Just like that, they abandon me at the rest stop. What I don't expect is that my in-laws actually call me on the phone and insult me as a walking jinx after finding out about the incident. Now, they want Cindy to get a divorce with me as soon as possible. Furious, I return to my childhood home and dump all of my emotional load on my parents. But my parents, who have always doted on me, don't console me at all after they find out I've helped an old lady up. Instead, their expressions go stormy. "How on earth did we end up having a son like you? You should just die already!" My parents kick me out of the house right away. Dazed and disoriented, I end up getting struck and killed by an incoming truck. Even as I breathe my last, I never understand what I've done wrong. When I open my eyes again, I've returned to the day I help the old lady up to her feet.

In my previous life, I was betrothed to my childhood sweetheart, Zachary York, yet he fell for our junior, Tracy Graham, and planned to elope with her. I told his parents of their plan and asked for canceling our engagement. Yet, under their "persuasion", I lay with Zachary while he was unconscious from the drug's effects. That very night, Tracy, who had waited for him at the station, was murdered by a vagrant. I thought Zachary would rage against me. However, he merely said everyone was tied to their own destiny. He even proposed marriage to me at once. I was ecstatic, but on the night I had longed for most, he shoved me into a room filled with men. I begged him desperately to let me go, but his face twisted with hatred. "You should taste the suffering that Trace endured. If not for your jealousy, she would be my bride now!" In the end, I was brutalized to death. Because of Zachary, I was marked as the vilest woman in Riveria, denied even a shred of honor after death. Reborn, I wake to find myself on the very day of their planned elopement. This time, I'm not exposing their plan to elope. I'll even lend them a helping hand.

Can two scarred hearts fell inlove? Can they find peace with each other and heal together? As Austin try to look for the love of his life he accidentally met a wounded girl, physically and emotionally. Because of his past, he never plan to fell in love again. Not with the woman who really looks like the love of his life. Can he stop what he feel or would he just go with the flow?

I was the side character, the one destined to be neglected, forgotten, and never chosen. In the novel’s story, I was merely a background existence—the woman fated to marry the male lead, yet never once receive his love. The wife who shared his name but never his attention. Salvatore Mancini. The perfect male lead. Cold, powerful, and admired by everyone. Except me. Because in this story, his heart already belonged to someone else. When I first realized I had transmigrated into this novel, I thought I could change my fate. I tried to avoid the original scenes, tried to step away from the plot. But every time I tried to change something…I returned to the same place. The same moment, the same outcome. As if the unseen author of this story was reminding me again and again: You are only a puppet, and puppets don’t decide their roles. So I stopped resisting. If the story wanted me to be the neglected wife, then I would simply live quietly and let the plot run its course. That was my plan. Until one night, when I finally looked at the man and said casually— “Tell me something, Mr. Mancini. Aren’t you supposed to be my husband?” His cold eyes narrowed slightly, but I simply leaned back and smiled. “Then fulfill your role properly. Let’s see… what kind of man the great Salvatore Mancini is.” For the first time since our marriage he actually looked at me, not through me. At me. I didn’t know what changed after that, but from that night onward. Even when he looked at me with clear irritation. Salvatore Mancini began appearing around me more and more. Which left me with a very unsettling thought. The plot…It didn’t change, right?

Lumaki man ang Isang dalaga na walang Ina,Ang tanging nakasama lamang nito ay Ang kanyang ama,Na Mula pa sapol naging sakit na niya sa kanyang ulo, Isang araw dinala siya Ng kanyang ama sa Isang club na high class na pagmamay- Ari Ng Isang baklang nag ngangalang mama weng, ngunit tumangi ito dahil sa kulang pa sa edad.Ngunit Dahil sa kagandahang taglay nito at ganda Ng katawan tinanggap Siya Ng may-ari . Pagsapit Niya Ng ika labing - walong taon ,naging tampolan Siya Ng mgA lalaki'ng ayok sa laman kapag ito ay sumasayaw Kahit night ties Ang suot ,makikita pa Rin Ang ganda Ng katawan nito Lalo na Ang kanyang hinaharap. Paano Kong Isang araw Kunin Siya Ng Isang pinaka mayamang tao sa mundo, tall and handsome na hinahangaan Ng maraming kababaihan at kinikilalang playboy , At gawinh bilang alalay nito. Tangtanggapin kaya niya,,? Paano Kong kelan Nila mahal na mahal Ang isa't Isa,at may nabuo na sa kanilang pagmamahalan , Saka Naman dumating Ang totoong nagmamay- Ari sa taong mahal niya, kaya ka Niyang ipaglaban Ang kanilang pagmamahalan ,o' bibitaw na lamang Siya kahit alam Niyang masasaktan siya at Ang lalaking mahal Niya?, Series I;The Virgin Prostitute (Havana)the playboy downfall

At dinner, Tiffany White grabs my fiance's phone and spends 100 thousand dollars on a designer bag. She even sticks her tongue at me. "Come on, Meredith. You're loaded. You won't mind such a small amount, right? Shawn and I share everything. His money is my money," she says. Everyone at the table waits for me to lose my temper or smile and let it slide like a saint. Instead, I calmly take out a voice recorder and my laptop from my bag and adjust my gold-rimmed glasses. "100 thousand meets the threshold for criminal filing. Since you said you two share everything, I have to ask—is this embezzlement or an illegal transfer tied to an improper personal relationship? "Oh, and what you just said about 'his money is my money'? I recorded that. According to the supplemental clauses in our prenup and the company bylaws, I'm officially initiating an asset-freezing order against Shawn Harrison." I turn to Tiffany. "Enjoy your free meals in prison, Ms. White." Shawn is livid. "It was just a joke, Meredith. Is it really necessary to ruin me over this?" I hit the "enter" key. "Sorry. In my book, there are no jokes—only bad debt."

The freshman welcome party was loud—music blasting, people screaming over it. Then the external pacemaker on my chest started shrieking. 10 percent battery. Cold sweat hit fast. I always carried a backup. Always. I yanked open my backpack. No heavy medical battery pack. Just a flimsy power bank. One blinking bar.