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Wild One is a story of loss and love with a dark supernatural element sure to keep readers guessing. This story follows Bryt, a twenty-seven year old woman, who was banished from the kingdom where she was born after her family was ruthlessly murdered, to live a nomadic lifestyle outside the castle protection. The Regent who took control of the kingdom surely believes Bryt to be dead but death cannot hold her back from the vengeance she knows is necessary.

Robin Serrano Mercader is a kind, caring and gorgeous scholar from Marinduque. Her life is going nowhere until she meets Aristotle Lecaroz, an exchange architect student from Harvard, a man with a passion. Robin fall in love with Aristotle the moment her eyes darted to his almond eyes. However, she's destined to marry Ricci Reyes. Robin takes an instant liking to Aristotle not until she learnt his a Lecaroz. However, when everything went well between Aristotle and Robin, the fued between Lecaroz and Mercader family arise. Robin begins to notices that Aristotle is actually rather generous at heart. But, the pressures of Aristotle's family as a heir leave him blind to Robin's affections and Ricci Reyes, her fiancee surface, it creates a chaos in their fresh bond. Finally, when the three rivalry family, Mercader, Lecaroz and Reyes threatens to come between them, Robin has to act fast. But will they ever find the deep love that they deserve? "Our love was more chaotic than war, yet the most calming thing." What path would you choose? The upright journey where your heart is safe or dangerous path ahead where your heart is at risk. Choose you fighter! Aristotle or Ricci?

One day, everything is still normal. And another day when their dad had to offer them a tip for travel- or as what it seems. Faye Elanise, along with her twin sister, Zaye Eranice, followed his order which led them meeting four strangers. Stuck inside a room of vines, a man appeared out of nowhere giving them the key for a vine-covered door which they later found. He left them hanging, questioning their identities. And that is when the mystery behind them started to awaken. A starting point to find... what lies within them. All Rights Reserved ©Trixie Sherice/plumints

After five years of marriage, Zac Saunders felt the need to protect his son with his mistress. Not only did he pressure me into terminating the pregnancy, but he also conspired with the board of directors to remove me from my position as vice president. He held Jemma Jacobs close, wearing a wicked grin."Samantha Lewis," he sneered, "since you won't obey...""...Jemma take your place from now on," he continued.I pushed his hand away, pulling Jemma in front of me. Ignoring her struggles, I firmly grabbed her hair and forced her to tilt her head back."Come on," I urged, "tell him, who do you belong to?"

“Don’t worry, I have an offer for you to pay off their debt and get rid of me in your life.” “What?” she stuttered and nervously asked. “You.” *** Revenge, that was the only matter and reason to continue the life of Carla Christine Zabala. But by an unexpected coincidence, a man emerges in her life who claims that he is her fiancee and that she needs to marry that man, whose name is Yuichi Yamamoto, a billionaire, a mafia boss. Even if Christine doesn’t want to, she has no other choice but to marry the man because she was sold to a mafia. In this forced marriage, can there be love in their marriage, especially if each has a secret? In the end, will love and trust to each other prevail or will they end up being poison to each other?

Julian Carter orders me to clean up his childhood sweetheart's new home when I'm still recovering from childbirth. "Everyone knows you're good at home economics! Things will be much easier for us with your help." I'm wrapping things up when I feel something dampen my pants. The discharge trickles down my leg and onto the floor. Nadine Stephens covers her mouth and cries dramatically, "What's that? It's so disgusting!" She even bends over and pretends to gag. Awkwardness and shame wash over me, making me want to dig a hole and hide myself. However, Julian grabs me and scowls. "I told you to come here to help. You're causing trouble on purpose, aren't you?" It's Valentine's Day, but he chases me out and tells me to go home. I wait for him for the whole night with our child in my arms. He only returns the following day with love bites on his neck. That's when I know we won't have a future together.

When Aviannah woke up from an accident, she chose to pretend that she remembered nothing so she could stay with the young man who first made her heart beat. She was determined to introduce him to her father as the man she wished to marry someday. But what if she discovers something in the end? Would she still be fearless if the man she loves turns out to be her brother?

As my blade pierces the base of his neck, the silver sizzles against his skin. His cold blue eyes open wide. The grim reality of his situation sets in. He gulps hard and shakes his head in fear. "I repent." He squeaks like the coward he is. "Forgive my crimes. Let me face the Council." "You'll find no mercy here, Sin." Blood gushes down his bare chest freely. "You will be judged by the Goddess." His expression quickly changes to one of anger, exposing his ruse. "I see you in the Palace of the Goddess, I will kill you again." I growl. "And if she casts me out, I will meet you on the edge of the River Styx and kill you in Purgatory over and over until the Ferryman come to collect us. And if Hades allows, I will continue to kill you in the Underworld until the end of time." "I underestimated you." He chokes. "Everyone does." I whisper as I lay my full weight against the pommel.

My stepson pushes me down from the second floor, all because I accidentally break a bowl. He stands over me, looking down with a cold, emotionless gaze. "You're just a stand-in my grandfather forced on us. Don't even think about replacing my mother!" I stare up at the boy I've raised for eight years, and his indifference cuts deeper than any wound. Blood slowly trickles down from my forehead. Fighting through the pain, I dial a number. "Whatever debt I owed has been paid. It's time for me to leave." Coincidentally, I already have the divorce agreement that his father has signed.