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"When Gold meets silver, when White meets Black, The sky would weep and the earth would bleed." "His mate is here!" people whispered but I couldn't make sense of what they were saying. His eyes caught mine glowing,and unnatural gold as they got closer to me. A loud click chimed Tick, Tock Matching the rhythm of my beating heart. Within a twinkle, I was yanked out of Damien's hand with full force pulling me into the rock hard chest "Mate!"

A soul lost in time. A suspended love story filled with yearning and longing. Such is the tale of The lord of the Underworld and his only Beloved. There is a myth about a town every 100 years on Halloween night; demons from the very pits of hell come up to the earth and roam the streets, blending into the disguised populous searching for the perfect bride for their Prince—the Prince of Darkness himself. Although believed to be merely a myth, this tale, though not entirely true, hold some truth. Will the Prince eventually find what he seeks? Will his thirst be quenched and his search over? One can only be that truth within the pages of this unfolding tale.

Asha has had a rough go of life, seemingly always ending up in situations that are the opposite of her namesake. She breaks up with her ex a few months prior to halloween and the day of the dead and takes a vow of celibacy that, little does she know, a dead ex has used to bargain his way out of hell. He didn’t come back to become her angel, just emerged from the shadows to drink her light and hopefully turn out her halo. She prays for a guardian angel to hold her through these difficult times but her gift is a territorial demon.

" Are you sure you want to do this?" His deep voice made her swallow hard, his dangerous yet beautiful eyes drew her in and finally, his warm touch left sparks on her skin." Ezra will have my head." His words didn't match the look in his eyes. She knew he wanted her as much as she did or maybe more! " I just want my mate." she finally said, making her intentions clear, the desired look in her eyes matching his." I'm here." It all started when Catherine became the chosen mate of the Lycan king who was known for his cruelty. But everything went downhill when fate intervened and her fated mate surfaced, he was no other than the strongest Lycan warrior and the most trusted warrior to the Lycan king. Fate, betrayal, love, and destiny, would Catherine be happy especially when the Lycan king wants no other woman as his mate aside from her?

Carlos Gotti, a ruthless mafia boss got saved by Serafina at a masked halloween party leaving a student i. Carlos traces her back through the student id but it was a different person on the id. Serafina was holding her best friend Isabella's handbag and the id had mistakenly slipped off from the bag. Isabella claims to be Sera taking both the cash prize and crawling her way into Carlos heart but then something was different, the perfume which Sera wore was different from Isabella's perfume. What happens when Carlos finds out the perfume worn by Isabella was different from Sera and was being impersonated by Isabella? How long will Isabella pretend to be the one who saved Carlos Gotti? Will Sera ever find out her best friend's betrayal? What happens when the ruthless Mafia don falls for an average girl Sera?

In the heart of New York City, where power is traded like gold and ambition can break you, Lily James is caught between two worlds. By day, she’s the epitome of grace, a picture-perfect heiress to the sprawling James family airline empire, bound by a legacy that stifles her every move. By night, under the cover of darkness, she sheds her delicate persona, becoming a fierce and untamed spirit—a woman who longs to break free from the chains of her family’s expectations. Her carefully curated life shatters when she is thrust into an arranged marriage with Vandaulf Claude Carlston, the cold, calculating CEO of Carlston Architectural Firm and ruthless heir to the rival Carlston real estate dynasty. To him, their union is nothing more than a business transaction, a means to strengthen their family empires. He dismisses Lily as fragile and unworthy of respect. But Lily isn't the meek woman he believes her to be—beneath her exterior burns an undeniable fire. At a Halloween party, fate intervenes. Lily, shedding her refined persona for the night, crosses paths with Vandaulf in the form of a bold, liberated woman he cannot resist. Neither knows the true identity of the other, and a night of passionate recklessness ensues. The consequences are shattering—Lily is pregnant. When she reveals the truth, Vandaulf’s response is cruel and devastating. He denies any involvement, accusing her of manipulation and deceit. His cold rejection cuts deeper than she could have imagined, leaving her shattered but resolute. In this world of power, deceit, and dangerous alliances, Lily and Vandaulf must decide: will they allow their differences to tear them apart, or risk everything to uncover the truth? The ultimate question remains: will Vandaulf ever acknowledge Lily's pregnancy as his own, or will their fragile truce crumble forever?

Yasmin Putri Claresta, a beautiful twenty year old girl, is a popular student at a campus in Jakarta. In fact, this sweet girl is famous for being a barbarian and having fun is her life motto. But what if one day his father really urges him to get married? Matching her with a man she really hated in her life. Unable to refuse her father's orders, Yasmin ended up in front of the altar with the man. Raga Ravindra Malik, his name. The smart young lecturer is charming and turns out to be a widower. How is their domestic life like? Will Yasmin be able to survive with someone she hates?

"Why did you put me through that?" I asked, taking a moment to delve into his intense gaze. "Do you really despise me that much?" Dimitri hissed, his voice sharp like a knife. "Isabelle, be careful with what you say." "Why should I even try?" I shot back, matching his intensity. "That’s enough!" Dimitri growled, his voice low and menacing. Before I could respond, he roared, halting my words in their tracks. He seized my arms, pushing me against the wall. My heart raced, and the fire in his gaze intensified. This is unbearable! There’s no escaping destiny anymore. His lips crashed onto mine, stealing my breath and breaking through all my defenses. --- Isabella Rosa Santacruz is a witch on the run, her blood linked to a prophecy that positions her as the key to the universe. Throughout her life, she has evaded monsters and myths, always staying a step ahead—until now. Dimitri Axel Castellan, known as the Blood Alpha, is feared, ruthless, and weighed down by a cursed pack fated to perish on the eleventh blood moon. However, when he encounters Isabella—the one person he never expected—everything shifts. She becomes the air he can’t breathe without, even if loving her means sacrificing everything, including his own life. Will their connection protect them from the impending chaos, or will it pull them apart?

No woman has ever been allowed into the King's army before but Caterina is determined to prove she is as good a warrior as any of the men, dressing up as a boy and matching off to camp to fight in her father's stead. She won't let him go to war with a limp. What she doesn't expect is to find out she has a second chance mate, after the first one, who happens to be the king's son and General of the army, rejected her.

Amelia's leg tapped against the table as she asked, "What are your thoughts on love?" Her hands were clasped together on her lap, but her eyes sparkled with curiosity. Lucas met her gaze, a smirk playing on his lips. "Love is a waste of time," he replied. "It's a tool designed to weigh people down. Without it, we could achieve so much more." Amelia's eyes lit up with interest; he had just ticked almost all her boxes green. "I agree," she said, her smirk matching his. "Love is nothing but bullshit. We could save a lot of time by keeping our relationship minimal." With a proactive glint in her eye, she added, "What do you say? We should get married to fulfill our filial duties." _____________ Their marriage was a facade, a contract between two individuals who didn't believe in love but were forced to get married to fulfill their obligations. Everything was going as planned, until suddenly... "Have you eaten, dear?" "How is my baby?" "Is he doing well?" Lucas's words, once empty and mechanical, now held a tender tone. Amelia found him falling for her, and she seemed to be falling too. Why were they succumbing to the very thing they once scorned? Love, once a distant possibility, was now becoming an option. But would they choose it?