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Aurora, the second daughter of Olamide Obong, a vibrant and beautiful girl known within her universe for her exquisite beauty and resilience. She is a focus successful business lady who knew all her onions and was powerful force to reckon with in Bellona universe. Being the only child gifted with the special gifts of both bloodline, her teleportation gift from her Mum and guidance blood flowing through her. She traveled round the five universe in search of love and fulfilment and found it in Neville, an inhabitant of Hebe universe. Neville is an arrogant dominant businessman, who's always in charge of everything and everyone around him. He became Aurora poison and she slowly sacrifice everything in hope for a great love story, but was this a potential love story for Aurora? Or disaster waiting to happen? Was Neville the one for her? Or was fate playing a fast one on her? Will Aurora have her fantasy? Or will it just be a dream?

Keana a pessimistic young adult in the modern world with a troublesome love life oblivious of her capabilities is faced with the disorienting reality of being a combined force of two powerful mythical sections, the Witch-dom and Were-dom after a tragedy. An outcome of a conflict in the time of an ancestor ending in unfulfilled wishes, cumulating into the loop of the cycle where in a generation a reincarnation takes place in hopes of solving unresolved grudges without which forever love is lost. What would you do when you find out your redemption and eternal love is actually your second chance as well as the same cold blooded villain that massacred your first love and family? Marlory a charismatic solitaire grew up in an orphanage in the present world wielding great strength without proper knowledge of his lineage, living the simple life of a human as a leader in the shelter. A role which he was meant for and has been playing unconsciously. An Alpha of the Blood Crescent Moon pack of the old but senior housemate in the modern day. A chance meeting with Keana sets into motion the unraveling of painful history of betrayal, grave loss, antagonism, carried over feud unwillingly; for a resolution by this twos return into time past or continue in loop eternally. What was the Moon goddess and the mother of all Witches thinking to have made such a concession? Can the past be reversed resolved to manifestation in the present without held in bitterness for the breakage of a recursive curse leading to a happy ever after?

Rose is a beautiful nerd with a vulgar mouth. She was blissfully living her boring life in ignorance of her family's darkest secret until the very fateful summer when she reluctantly had to go back to her hometown for some 'unknown' family crisis. Just when she thought of converting this unwanted trip into a self care vacation, she forcefully had to attend the trip to the waterfall in the middle of the forest that her brother and cousin so generously planned. Unsurprisingly, the clumsy Rose lost her way and crossed paths with a gorgeous golden-brown wolf, and to her utter shock, the majestic animal spared her life. But that wasn’t it, she had to witness the horrific fight between her uncles and the same wolf which resulted in the wolf being extremely injured and her uncles running for their lives. Feeling pity for his condition, she went to check on it only for the wolf to change into an equally gorgeous man. Our not-so-brave heroin screamed and tried to run away but being a medical student, she couldn't leave a ‘handsome' dying 'man' behind, hence she decided to treat him in private. Just when she thought the drama is over, the GORGEOUS man she so generously saved, revealed that he is the Werewolf King and also her mate? And she HAS TO MARRY HIM to protect her family! How will she react knowing about her true self? Amidst this chaos, will she ever find out the sly creature who has been playing with their lives for years? Embark on the journey to know more about Rose's nerve-wracking adventure!

"You think you can play with my feelings, kitty?!" I could feel the intensity of his voice. I stepped back, feeling the wall behind me. "Who said I am playing with your feel~" I was cut off by his strong fist that landed beside my head, making me gasp in horror. "You, sitting on the lap of that bastard! Dakota Weasly, you just dug your boy toy's grave!" his voice boomed like thunder, deafening my ears. "He's not my boy toy, Martin. He's my boyfriend, and I like h~" Again, I was cut off, but not by his fist this time. His kiss ravished my mouth like I was his last meal. Before I could say something, my hands, like they had minds on their own, were slowly wrapping around his head. My tongue slid inside of his mouth while a moan escaped from me, making him deepen our kiss. When we stopped, we both gasped for air. "Do you like him?" he asked, his eyes fixed on mine. "Martin, I..." I suddenly lost my tongue. "I'll count till three. You must answer well, or I'll tell Luke to shoot him now!" "What?!" I asked, shocked. "Martin, what did you do to him?" I pleaded with my eyes, which became watery, but he just sneered. "Worried, huh?!" as he was about to call someone, I grabbed the phone and shouted... . Dakota Weasly was an easy-going, independent fashion designer from New York. She was strong-headed, who never stopped till she got what she wanted. This charming young lady accidentally bumped into the notorious mafia leader, Martin Marcini. The leader of Scared-faced Gang, one of the scariest mafia in Italy. . What could happen when an easy-go-lucky young lady played the heart of the scariest, gorgeous young man in the state?

In the final second before the elevator crashed down, my husband finally picked up my desperate call for help. I begged him, who was in charge of elevator maintenance, to save me. "That elevator was just serviced. What game are you playing?" he snapped. "Wasn't your silent treatment so strong? Keep going and stop bothering me. It's Marina's birthday today." I never reached out to him again. I died. Later, he'd have given anything just to see me one more time.

Talia Hernandez has been living life with herself alone. She works as a secretary of the CEO of the company of the Ramirez's, Kiel Alexandro Ramirez. While serving the CEO, she is clandestinely investigating the death of her parents, killed anonymously. In the midst of doing her responsibility, she fell in love with Kiel Alexandro who came as a barrier to finding her parents' killer. She is smitten with Kiel Alexandro. But, what if she will know the truth behind her parents' death? Playing fool and being fooled is the cycle. Trying to seek the truth, will Talia get the justice she deserves? Love always wins, but justice is everyone's rights.

Caught in the web of danger and desire, Detective Chloe Madden finds herself ensnared in the intricate games of the notorious Mob Kingpin, Carter Gray. Despite her best efforts to remain focused on her duty to uphold the law, Chloe can't deny the magnetic pull she feels toward the enigmatic and dangerously charming criminal. As Chloe delves deeper into her investigation, she soon realizes that Carter Gray is playing her like a pawn in his deadly game. With every encounter, he taunts her with his seductive charm, knowing full well the effect he has on her. Despite her instincts warning her to stay away, Chloe finds herself drawn to Carter like a moth to a flame, unable to resist his intoxicating allure.

"This may just be a business deal for you Thalia, but it certainly isn't like that for me. Our marriage was inked in blood with fate as our witness and sealed in teardrop rings and gold bands. I love the bones of you Thalia and I'll be foolish if I ever let you go" Heartbroken and humiliated after her husband's infidelity and sudden divorce, Thalia Asplundh is shocked when Alexander Croft, her family's biggest nemesis proposes a contract marriage to shell her secure her company and prevent it from crumbling further. As they venture into this risky relationship, Thalia uncovers secrets and lies that the Croft family have been hiding and it threatens to destroy everything with her growing feelings for Alexander and the certainty that he doesn't reciprocate them Thalia must face the skeletons lurking in the darkness of her family's past to secure her future and her happiness with her husband Will she find love and redemption? or will the game of power consume her? The Billionaire's Damned Secret is gripping tale of love, power and the disastrous consequences of playing with fire

My entire existence has led to this moment, the day I finally put an end to this misery, the day I pay tribute to the sacrifices of my loved ones, the day I grant freedom to the human race. All it requires is a simple pull of the trigger. I desired this, worked tirelessly for it, but inexplicably, I find myself unable to complete the task. "Do it," Bas urged in a soft whisper, a gentle smile playing on his lips. How could he find solace in a moment fraught with tension? His eyes locked onto mine, a silent challenge. Unable to contain the tears streaming down my face, I felt a flood of emotions. Sensing my hesitation, Bas delicately laid his hand on mine, guiding the gun closer to his chest. "I love you," he uttered to me. No, I couldn't endure this any longer. I shook my head, the pain becoming unbearable. "We do this in 1...2...3..." **** In a world where werewolves coexist with humans, Rebecca faces a daunting prophecy: she must become the mate of the infamous Alpha's son, Bas. Every century, the moon selects a human girl to fulfill this prophecy, destined to bear a child for her mate and then be sacrificed. But Rebecca refuses to accept her fate. Can she defy the prophecy and protect her loved ones, or will her rebellion lead to tragedy? And when she starts developing feelings for someone forbidden, what will the consequences be?

I fell in love with the nanny's son. After boldly pursuing him, he reluctantly agreed to marry me. But I never expected his young lover to storm into my home like a madwoman, prying my mouth open to pour scalding water down my throat, pressing me into a sink full of dirty water, and finally pushing me down the stairs. My husband stood by my hospital bed, looking at my broken body with disdain. "Irene, every moment with you makes me sick," he spat, barely able to hide his impatience for my death. Yet, when I finally died, he sobbed uncontrollably in public, playing the role of the devoted, heartbroken husband. "Irene, don't leave me! You have no idea how much I wanted to die with you!" At that, I spoke softly from behind him. "Is that so?"