Saans Sakin Thi

In my previous life, my husband, Lucien Walker, tells me he wants to take care of his widowed sister-in-law, Lina Morgan, and take her as his second wife. After I refuse, Lina throws herself off a cliff while pregnant, killing both herself and the pups. As the Wolf King, Lucien chains me on a clifftop and lets vultures tear at my flesh day after day. He gouges out my eyes and snarls, "You lied about your fertility to trick me, then drove Lina and her unborn pups to their deaths! This is your punishment!" My son, Pierce Walker, whom I pour my life into raising, stabs me 9,999 times. "If Lina were my mother, I would be strong. This is all your fault!" They never know that without my gift for bearing children, Lucien has no heir at all. When I open my eyes again, I'm back on the day Lucien proposes taking Lina as his second wife.

Bilang isang anak ng Diyos ng Kadiliman, alam ni Cassy Aguilar na kailanman ay hinding-hindi niya maabot ang liwanag, na kahit na anong takbo niya ay hindi niya matatagpuan ang sarili na nabababalot ng sinag kundi purong anino at dilim lamang. At iyon ang dahilan kung bakit gustong-gusto niyang makatakas sa tadhanang tila kadenang nagbibigkis sa kanya sa mundo ng kadiliman at kasamaan. Nais niyang makalaya. At ang tanging paraan para mangyari iyon ay ang wakasan ang buhay ng sarili niyang ama, ang Diyos ng Kadiliman. Sakit. Kamatayan. Pagtataksil. Sakripisyo. Pag-ibig. Pakikipagsapalaran. Lahat ng ito ay naghihintay kay Cassy kasama ang mga taong magiging kasangga niya sa pagkamit ng kalayaang hinahangad niya at ang pagtapos sa buhay ng Diyos ng Kadiliman na matagal nang banta sa kapayapaan ng mamamayan.

My best friend and I grow up together, and we each have our childhood friends. When we're old enough, we marry our childhood friends. One is a doctor, and one is a firefighter. We even fall pregnant one after the other. During our pregnancies, we go out for a stroll. Suddenly, I'm rammed over, and I fall into the river. My best friend miscarries after trying to save me, and my child dies in my belly, too. I call my husband. However, he roars, "Cass is in danger; I have to save her first! Stop bothering me!" My best friend is also reprimanded by her husband. After giving birth to the dead fetuses, we both decide to get divorced. However, the two men weep and beg us not to leave.

Rylie Novikov is doing everything to save her dying mother, including getting married on paper to a ruthless known as the demon king of tyranny because of his mischievous acts and for the sudden death of his previous wives. She is taken to her husband after the death of her mother and she finds out that the title 'The demon king of tyranny' was no ordinary title. Her husband was a killer, a ruthless one. Would she be able to stay with him and uncover the secret behind his facade? Or will his darkness cause her to run away from the vile alpha king?

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June was someone ordinary, everything changes when a ridiculously hot stud, Andrew walks into her life and then it was a roller-coaster ride. Join them in their little rendezvous. Stay with them as they overcome all the odds for love.

Reborn as the long-lost Rogers heir, missing for fifteen years, I avoided every chance to bond with my two brothers in this family. When they tossed me Vivi’s discarded, ill-fitting gown for the family gala, I smiled and put it on. When they sent Vivi to get an elite education while ordering me to scrub the utility room, I picked up the mop without a word. When they let Vivi chase love and dumped her rejected suitor on me, I didn’t fight. I accepted her leftovers with a calm nod. This was all because in my past life, I had spent my entire life desperate for my brothers' approval, only to end up despised by everyone for it. When I died in the crossfire of a gangland shootout, my own son pushed my body away in disgust. "Mom, did you really waste your whole life on such a petty fight with Aunt Vivi? Dying for the family would have been a more dignified end. At least then you wouldn't have disgraced our name." I left this world filled with resentment, only to open my eyes and find myself back at the moment I first set foot in the Rogers estate. This time, I'm done fighting. The power, the name, the honor. I'm letting them have it all. I’ve already been accepted into a closed-door medical project. Soon they will never see me again.

It started out as a not-so-innocent flirtation, running away omega Annie simon can't resist the powerful man on the motorcycle...or his tantalizingly erotic promises. Long-haired and leather-clad,Jacob kerr is strong,sexy,powerful Alpha has searched for his mate for years,when he finds the fierce and reckless annie , he determined to protect his mate to give her the ultimate lesson in pleasure, if she's willing. And all she can say is yes......

The day Ken Bowen and I finalized the divorce, I walked out wearing only the outfit I had worn on our wedding day. I let Ken keep the house, the cars, the money, and the kids. He looked genuinely surprised, then let out a mocking laugh. "Are you sure about this? You raised the girls yourself, and you're just giving them up? If you really don't want anything, then you won't need to pay child support either. That's fair, right?" I signed the papers without hesitation and said calmly, "Yeah. That's fair." Ken paused, then slowly signed his name. "If you regret this later, you…" I lifted a hand and cut him off. I didn't look back as I walked out. Ken used to say I married him for money and status, that I used our three daughters to tie him down. Whatever. The day he saw my dead body, he would finally understand.

On the night of our ninth wedding anniversary, my husband—Damian Grant, the man who ruled the mafia by day and once ruled my heart by night—did not bring me roses. He gave the bouquet that should have been mine to Serena Lane, his personal assistant. Beneath the chandelier where we once danced on our wedding night, he turned to me with that same cold charm he once used to whisper sweet nothings in my ear. “She's pregnant.” Finally, everything fell into place. “She's a picky eater. From today onward, you’ll cook three meals a day for her. And no repeats. “She’s sensitive and hates sleeping alone, so you’ll need to move your things into the guest room.” The room fell silent. I did not raise my voice, nor did I shed a single tear. I simply picked up my packed suitcase and walked to the door. The butler tried to stop me, but Damian did not even blink. “She’ll come back.” He lazily swirled the wine in his glass. “She’ll come back crying and begging within three days.” Our guests burst out laughing. They placed a million-dollar bet right in front of me. They were betting on whether I would be back before the night was over, begging Damian to let me back in like a pathetic stray dog with my tail between my legs. However, they did not know I had already received the family heirloom from my real father. I booked my flight to get far, far away from everyone I used to know. This time, I really left.