Yours To Claim Manhwa

I love my mate, but I couldn't stay with him forever. The biggest mistake the moon goddess did was mating the lowest rank wolfless omega to the toughest Alpha there is. I have no idea if he loves me, but one thing for sure, I don't want to be with him nor become a burden to the pack. So I had to run, run far away from the pack. Months later, I started having a protruding stomach. I realized I was pregnant for his child. Only until years later, I met him in the dispersing crowds, staring at me and the two kids I was holding. "Mom, why is he staring at us like that? It's creepy." "Hi, I am Dante." He lifts his head to look at me, "You are not running away from me this time, Ria."

She owed him everything. But when the time came to pay, it wasn’t money he wanted… Desperate to save her mother’s life, Isabel “Izzy” Vergara turns to a wealthy stranger—Seth Santiago—for help. She offers her body in exchange for the money, but when she hesitates, Seth refuses her. Yet, the next day, her mother’s surgery is mysteriously paid for, and Seth leaves her with a chilling message: Be ready when I come to collect. Months later, Izzy’s world is turned upside down when she learns Seth is her best friend Carl’s uncle. What begins as a reluctant debt soon turns into a dangerous addiction—one she can’t escape, no matter how much she tries. But just as she starts falling for the enigmatic billionaire, Carl reveals a shocking truth: Seth has a past dark enough to destroy them both. As secrets unravel and a vengeful ex-wife resurfaces, Izzy is forced to decide: Will she fight for a love that has already shattered her heart, or walk away before she loses everything—including her life?

"My plan was reckless but simple: find a pure-blooded werewolf, seduce him, and let him mark me. TONIGHT." Flora Graham is cursed—a hybrid without a wolf, doomed to die before her eighteenth birthday unless she’s marked. For five years, she believed her boyfriend, Donovan, would be the one to save her. But on their anniversary, he shattered her heart, choosing his fated mate over her. With time slipping away, Flora makes a desperate choice. One night. One stranger. One bite to break the curse for good. But the werewolf she seduces isn’t just anyone—he’s Alaric Blackwood, the powerful Alpha of Moonvalley Pack. When he marks her, the curse vanishes… only to return three days later, stronger than before. The Moon Goddess has punished her, but for what? Now, with her life hanging by a thread, Flora must uncover the dark truth behind her curse before it’s too late. But as she searches for answers, Alaric refuses to let her go. Why does he act like she’s his? And what if the one destined to save her… is the one she’s trying to escape?

When your best friend/lover betrays you and rejects your sincere feelings to marry your sister, the only thing left to do is to run away and never see either of them ever again, right? Well, I don't know if that's the best idea, but that's what I did. Daniel Griffin used me, betrayed me and to make it all worse, he got me pregnant. Now, years later, I still hate Daniel, but with a child on the mix and plenty of family problems, I can't ignore him anymore. Not to mention that fate decided to make us compatible and I can't be around him without wanting to jump him.

I don't expect to be reunited with Reyn Aldric, the heir of Frostfang Clan, at a banquet to celebrate his ascendance. I also don't expect him to throw me out heartlessly. As I walk along a deserted street, my mind replays Reyn's mocking words. "You abandoned me for money and status, Ms. Valtara. Do you regret your actions now that I've become an heir? Throw this materialistic gold digger out! I don't want to see her anywhere near me!" And so, I'm thrown out of the banquet hall just like that. I fall to the floor. It's been five years. I didn't think he would still hate me so. Then again, it makes sense. Who wouldn't hate someone who left them when they were on the brink of death? But my dear Reyn isn't dead. He's alive and well; he can even get mad at me without worrying about it affecting his health. I'm about to die, though. I don't even deserve to be emotional. Why? Because my Heart of the Wolfkin beats in Reyn's body.

Trust is earned, respect is given, and loyalty is demonstrated. Betrayal of any one of those is to lose all three. Betrayal annihilates trust. Trust no one! Ito ang kinalakhan n'yang paniniwala dahil sa mapanganib na mundo na mayroon ang kanilang pamilya. Ngunit paano kung sa isang iglap ay nasira n'ya ang paniniwalang ito dahil sa isang lalaki na s'yang unang nagpatibok ng kan'yang puso at pinagkatiwalaan n'ya. At paano kung ang kauna-unahang tao na pinagkatiwalaan n'ya ay lolokohin lang pala at tatraidorin s'ya? Saan s'ya dadalhin ng sakit na dulot ng pagtraidor nito sa kan'ya?

Marcus Myers is the classic millionaire playboy, handsome and a rebel, the perfect formula to get what he wants, no woman resists him until he meets Daniella Douglas; she will not fall easily to his charms; she is a determined and intelligent woman, and does not intend to be anyone's toy. Both are about to start College, when by chance, they meet, the attraction between them makes desire and passion inevitable. Daniella is reluctant to be one more in his list of conquests, but Marcus will not give up until she is his and no one else. Marcus and Daniella are attracted to each other in every way, but who will be the one to give in to this relationship, who will take the first step when they both fall madly in love. This is book 2, the sequel to "When you leave your heart behind" book 1; however it can be read as a stand-alone story.

A single night changed everything. Lilith never expected to betray her marriage, not even in her darkest moments. But when Grayson Devereaux— a dangerously alluring werewolf with a ruthless reputation—stepped into her life, resisting him became impossible. Their one night of passion led to a scandal she couldn't contain. When her worthless husband exposed her infidelity to the world, Lilith disappeared, carrying a secret she never meant to keep. Years later, she has built a quiet life in a new city, raising the son Grayson doesn’t know exists. But fate is cruel. Grayson finds her. However, "He is my children, but I already have a fiancée."

On the day Zachary Lake stands at the pinnacle of global technology, accepting his award, I'm lying in a hospital bed, abandoned by doctors because I can't afford treatment for kidney failure. On TV, the host asks him to call the person he's most grateful for. Without hesitation, he dials my number. "Shannon, do you regret leaving me?" he asks. I clutch the astronomical medical bill in my hand, the paper crumpling beneath my fingers. Forcing a light tone, I reply, "Can you take me on as your kept woman now that you're a big deal?" On screen, his face remains expressionless as he hangs up without a word. Then, his cold voice pierces through the broadcast. "Now, I have nothing to feel grateful for." But what he doesn't know is that when he was on the brink of death years ago, I was the one who gave him my kidney.

Dark Mafia Scene “Who laid a hand on you? Dallion's voice was low, cold, and dangerous. His dark gaze bore into her, daring her to stay silent. When she didn’t respond, the tension snapped like a whip, his voice booming through the room, “Who?” The butler, standing rigid against the wall, swallowed hard before stammering out the words, “It... it was Mr. Rivers, sir.” The atmosphere turned deadly as Dallion's jaw clenched, fury igniting in his eyes. “Bring him to me.” The butler’s eyes widened in fear. “N-now, sir? It’s... it’s late.” Dallion's hand, once braced against the wall near her head, slowly curled into a fist. His eyes never left her face, his possessiveness was palpable. Without looking at the butler, his voice dropped to a lethal calm, “Do you need a better time? Or shall I break your legs to teach you urgency?” The butler didn’t need any more encouragement. He fled the room, returning twenty minutes later with a trembling Mr. Rivers. “Dallion, my friend, what’s all this about?” Rivers began, his voice casual as if nothing was amiss. But Dallion wasn't’t here for pleasantries. His eyes slid to the knife stabbed into the apple on the table, and in one fluid motion, he yanked it free, the blade glinting in the dim light. Without a word, Dallion grabbed Rivers outstretched hand, slamming it onto the table. The sharp scream that followed echoed in the room as Dallion, with one swift movement, sliced through the man’s fingers. Blood splattered across the polished wood as Rivers screamed in agony, clutching his mutilated hand. “No one touches what belongs to me,” Dallion's voice was eerily calm, his expression devoid of any sympathy.