Fate led her to a man she initially thought was lowly and pitiful. She helped him and never thought that doing so would completely change her life. From a poor, struggling, working student, she suddenly became an instant bride to that gorgeous stranger she helped, whom she later found out was not an ordinary man but a billionaire CEO. He saved her from her hard life and gave her the courage to fight back from those who stomped on her and abused her. She fell for him but he was a man, she should not dare to fall in love with, otherwise, she would just end up in pain. She needed to let go, and so, she fled to another country, where she continued her law studies. Five years later, she returned home, a full pledged lawyer. A meeting with her first client on Christmas eve, brought her back to the past. Should there be a rekindled love between them or they will end up divorcing before new year’s eve, to put an end to a long time contractual marriage?

He was her greatest love, and she was his mate, but Senyor Agustus broke such a bond by forcing himself into her and a marriage, she called hell. Three years thereafter, he returned to take her forever but she chose to leave him because of her daughter. He was completely torn and disappeared from her life, and she believed he was dead. On the day of her divorce, she accidentally met a man, who looked like Alexus but introduced himself as Lexandro Montaro, whom she found out later was the owner of the multi-billion dollar chain of Black Hotels, popular to the wealthy not only because of its eliteness but more so, because of the mysteries surrounding the identity of its founder or Chairman. She vowed to know his true identity no matter what it took, and when she found out the truth, she was completely astounded.

Grazziena danced gracefully and with poise. She made it a point to stand out from the rest at this early stage of the competition. She is anyway, the tallest and most fair skin among all the contestants. From the lines of the Board of Judges, sitting in front of the stage and ramp; one particular, young and gorgeous man, who is sitting in the middle of all the board of judges were all eyes on Grazziena. He never left his eyes from contestant number 8. He seemed to be mesmerized and drawn to the tallest beauty among the contestants, who was now strutting her long and fair skin legs on her catwalk, swaying her hips in its most seductive yet elegant manner. She carried her yellow one-piece swimsuit with grace and style that none of the other contestants was able to do. He shot her with an intense look when she posed at the middle-end part of the ramp, a few inches away from where he is seated. As Grazziena’s eyes locked into those intense-looking deep-seated black eyes, something inside her growled and her heart made some somersaults. She continued to strut her catwalk on the ramp. It is already ten o’clock in the evening, yet the Beauty Contest is just in its mid-way. She is afraid and she is getting nervous. She will shift into her cursed wolf form when midnight falls. She was cursed by Thutaara, the powerful witch of Mt. Reveree. Her only cure can be found in the last words whispered by her Luna Mother before she took her last breath. Finding the cure is however incomprehensible. Until she met Governor Draeko, who swept her off her feet. But then her life was swamped with doubts and confusion when Lumaro, the soon-to-be Alpha of the Cold Mountain Pack, suddenly appeared claiming her as his mate. Between the Young Governor Draeko and the soon-to-be Alpha Lumaro of the Cold Mountain Pack, who is her true mate and her cure?

Her Alpha Father forced her to marry the most known powerful, tyrant, ruthless, and cold-hearted Alpha in the werewolf realm, who happened to be his fated mate too. However, he rejected her outright. She tried every possible means to make him accept her but she failed. He treated her like a worthless whore. When she ran away and gave up any hope that her mate would accept her, she met someone who treated her like a princess. She was already contemplating accepting this new lover when her mate who rejected her chased her and tried everything to win her back. Would she give her mate another chance or accept this new lover? Whatever her decision, could she find her real strength and value in the end?

Areza was a Carkas Princess who died in a battle against the troop of warriors sent by the Young Persian King, King Severo, a Demi-God King, who had the ability to shift into different forms. She rose from the dead with the help of Rashnu, an angel, who was said to be the righteous judge of the dead who stood on the Chinvat Bridge or that way between the world of the living and the dead. She managed to enter King Severo's Kingdom not to avenge but to fulfill a mission... She became the favorite Andaruni or harem woman of King Severo, with the latter devoid of knowledge about her real identity. She rose to the throne . . . Then she met Alpha King Seben of the Kingdom of the North, who suddenly claimed her as his mate, his destined fate. Could there be a beautiful and exciting love story between Princess Areza and King Severo or Princess Areza and Alpha King Seben in the end? Or, Angel Rashnu would come to claim her spirit and throw her into the world of the dead for the non-fulfillment of her mission?

“Afraid now, hmmm?” he asked with a lifted eyebrow. There was a mockery on his, oh-so-manly and deliciously curved red lips. “No, don't touch me! Remove your filthy hands from me or I will sue you!” she said frantically but all she received as a reply was his laughter. “What kind of crime am I committing now, my pretty soon-to-be stepmom? Tell me.” His voice was as sexy as hell and his lips were just an inch away from her lips. “Err, harassment,” she almost choked with her own saliva as she said so. Her mind was starting to deprive her of good reasons. “Harassment? Haha. No, my dear. There is no harassment for two consenting adults enjoying each other's arms and…” he did not finish his statement as his lips already claimed her lips which were open at the moment, in an attempt to retort to him. Dianthe was shocked to feel his lips graze hers and his tongue inside her mouth exploring therein taking all her sweetness. Just like before, her heart tumbled and her knees weakened, and automatically her arms encircled his neck as support. When his kiss deepened and became more aggressive, Dianthe could not deny anymore that his charm once more captured her innocent heart and her body could not deny the same. =========================================================== Atty. Garette never thought that his soon-to-be stepmom would make him go mad when he saw her standing on their man-made waterfalls like a virgin fairy. She is his soon-to-be stepmom, but he does not care anymore; he wants her and he will take her.    However, his father has one rule; he can take everything he owns; he can touch whatever he wants except her soon-to-be stepmom.  Unknown to Atty. Garette, his father, has a big secret that he needs to unravel first so that he can have the woman he longs for.

Asalea’s eyes narrowed. She can guess that the event is a wedding ceremony. So, she will be attending a wedding occasion. “Whose wedding is this?” she asked the man who fetched her. “Yours Madam.” He said and then got something inside his paper bag. “Please wear this,” the man said again handing her a black veil with a tiara in it, beautifully adorned with black diamonds. “What did you say?!” Asalea gasped in surprise. “This is your wedding Madam.” The young man repeated his prior statement. “Who shall I be marrying?” with narrowed eyes, Asalea asked again. “You will know later on. Please be ready Madam. The wedding march will start.” Then the man step aside and motioned her to walk forward when the wedding march song started to fill the whole astrodome. Asalea does not know if she will follow or will make herself invisible and run. She chose the first. She knows that she will be dead if she will run. At least they will not kill her. Looking at her elegant black gown, her veil with tiara, and the venue of the wedding; she knows she will be marrying someone of a high profile from the Glodeous Kingdom. She can still start her life here and then plan for her revenge later on against the Ecleteon werewolves. With her chin held up, Asalea made her graceful walk going to the altar. Getting nearer the altar, she saw the back of a man standing in front. Asalea surmises that he might be her groom. “Hmm, not bad,” she murmured. Slowly the man turned his back and faced her when she was already walking almost beside him. Asalea’s eyes grew big when she recognized the man. “Hello, my pretty vampy.” He whispered and intensely looked at her with his ocean-like deep blue eyes.

She was captured and sold as a bed warmer to a notorious Mafia Lord. On her escape, he was caught by him. As their eyes met, she was stunned. Did she just find her second chance mate? She thought. Her heart went wild, and so with her wolf inside. But the gorgeous man just looked at her with cold eyes. There were no traces that he felt what she felt. Her mate's pull toward her seemed to be not working. Until she realized by sniffing at him that he was not just a wolf. He was something more! “Moon Goddess, I was just rejected by my mate, but here you are again, giving me a second chance mate, who is as cold as an iceberg,” she thought, whining. Her wolf shouted, “Mate! He is ours!” But then she was captured by the most fearful Hybrid King, who took her as his captive. But why did her heart go wild too as she saw him? There was no fear in heart for him but a familiar feeling of love and security. She was already in a dilemma when her Alpha mate who rejected her returned to claim her! Darn! Moon Goddess, whom would she choose?

“You will start your duties as the chosen Alpha\'s Breeder, whether you like it or not,” he hisses at her as his anger rise even more. She braces herself and looks at him with her eyes dancing with mockery, “Let it be then, Alpha King Dantes. Bring me to the lair of any mateless Alpha and watch as he rips me off, listen as we moan, and never close your eyes as he thrusts into me so deep, fast, and repeatedly until we both gasp for air and shudder in ecstasy.” With his face burning with anger, the King of all Alphas snatches her waist and plunges her onto his right shoulder like a caveman. “You pissed me off completely, Zeta! Wait for a moment and you will find yourself being ripped off, gasping for breath thereafter, and writhing in ecstasy as you reach your goddam peak!”

He made a step forward near her. “You are here in my Thregonad Village Shelyca, or should I say she-wolf?” He darted her with a look that seems to be traveling down her every spine. Princess Shelyca was caught off-handed. “How… how do you know? I am in my human form,” confused she asked. He stepped one more time and then caught her face in between his big callous hands. “I saw it while I was trying to revive you but don’t you worry, I can keep a secret if you want it to be a secret,” he whispered. “Who are you really? I can feel you are not an ordinary human,” she asked while looking at him this time. She wanted to determine what is deep within his eyes. “You are right, I am not an ordinary human but I won’t tell you. It is up for you to find out." He eyed her while grinning. ********************************************************************* He found her on the verge of death; breathed at her and gave her a second life. He is a Chieftain and a Dragon Master; magnificent, fearless, gorgeous, and robust but somehow, cold-hearted. She is a Lycan Princess with all her grace and beauty but with a hidden spirit of being a warrior too. Secretly, he fell in love with her but she has a fiancé waiting or searching for her; the Duke of Sussex. What will happen if circumstances would force the Lycan Princess to submit herself as a wife to the Chieftain Dragon?

She is the last in their breed of Golden Wolves; the most powerful werewolf with strong mental powers, but Daffodil never knew it. Lexus is a Beta Warrior with a mission; to find the last golden she-wolf that the next in line Alpha dreamed of having as his wife to make him the most powerful Alpha in the Werewolves’ realm. What happened if the last Golden She-wolf is the mate of the Beta Warrior? And what is the truth, behind the Beta Warrior's identity?

Women usually dreamed of becoming a crowned Princess; only few are exceptions. Hestia belongs to these few exceptions. She refused to accept her destiny of becoming the first crowned Virgin Princess or Princess Hestia of their Tribe. Thus, before her eighteenth birthday, Hestia escapes. She needs to leave Balwarte De Gapo Island otherwise she will not have a free life; she will not be free to love and live the way she wanted to be. At the age of eighteen, she will be offered to the Fairies, said to be guarding their Island. Once the offering ritual is done, she will vow to remain as a virgin like the fairies and will be crowned as the Tribe’s First Virgin Princess or Princess Hestia. In her escape, she met Alexander, the owner of Caralex Bay Resort and the man who strengthened more her desires not to be crowned as Princess Hestia. Would love conquers all, even the curse of the Queen Fairy, rage of Hestia’s clan, the magic or sorcery of Mirku Hananuya, vicious acts of Juliana who is crazily in love with Alexander or the greediness of Raullo, Leeno and Vista?

“Uhumm, can I remove my arms around you now?” suddenly the man who prevented her from falling stated in a mocking tone. Atty. Ninia Salamera’s face grew red with embarrassment. “Oh my, of course, thank you, Sir.” She immediately made herself stand firmly. “Be careful next time; do not use your phone while walking.” He then turned his back and walked in the direction of the CEO’s office. Atty. Ninia was not able to say a word. His face is familiar. “Oh my God!” the woman covers her mouth with her left hand, she knows the man; he was the one who beat her in the recent bar exam. He topped the bar and she only placed second! “What are you doing here Atty. Wilgreg Monaro”, she whispered.

Betrayal could either make someone vulnerable or impenetrable. When a billionaire businessman met an impenetrable, fierce lawyer; he swore he will never back down until that time that he will catch her unguarded and open herself to him. Would he finally succeed and would there be a happy ending between them? Would tragedy and mystery make them closer or would totally break them apart? =================================================================== "Ouch!" Yhera almost bumped her head on Montero's steering wheel. She automatically stopped her car and glanced at her car's side view mirror. She saw a dashing red jaguar car. She opened her car and walked near the red jaguar car, with anger plastered on her face. The door at the driver's side slowly opened and an almost six feet tall man came out, with a smirk on his face. Yhera with hands on her hips, spoke with a sparkle of irritation in her tone, "Mister didn't you see my big Montero in front of your one hell-of-a-kind red jaguar?" Amazed by such a question, the man's eyes have been fixed on Yhera's face. Like he was studying the raised eyebrow of Yhera, her heart-shaped face, nose bridge, and small supple red lips; all without any traces of make-up except for a thin face powder. "What a sweet angel in her outbursts of anger," the man whispered, eyes now raking at Yhera's slender figure, covered with a white sleeveless lacy blouse and tight-fitting maong jeans. His eyes traveled at Yhera's perfectly shaped arms, hips, and toes in a stiletto. Her fair, perfect skin with thin cat hairs, top it most. "Finished doing your physical survey, Mister?" Yhera with irritation asked the man. "Uhuh, yes! I am Seigfred by the way." He extended his right hand to Yhera with a confident smile. Yhera looked at Seigfred's extended hand then slowly fixed her eyes on the man's dark brown, a bit chinky and mysterious eyes, a well-sculptured nose and lips, and a ruggedly, handsome face. Yhera's heart skipped beating. "Well, Ma'am did I pass your physical survey?" The tone of Seigfred Yee seemed so amused. Yhera's sweet face turned red-like cherry.

Two hearts with secrets… Galadriel Horts, the sole child of an Ultima Alpha and Luna of the Golden Glowing Pack, the strongest Pack in the north part of Rome. She wanted a truly strong mate who could help their Pack win battles or rogue attacks. She never wanted Grecon, her MATE! Thorin Grecon, a secret billionaire and a man with an ultimate telekinesis power but acts as a simple and nerdy University student thwhichakes him weak in Galadriel’s eyes. Is he indeed not strong enough to be her mate? What a man like Thorin Grecon would do to win the heart of the woman he longs for? Be there as their secrets are slowly being unraveled...

Si Sister Theresa ay isang nobisyada at nag-iisang anak ni Don Pacifico Montrealdo. Kaya naman hindi sang-ayon si Don Pacifico sa pagpasok niya sa kumbento para maging ganap na isang madre. Ang nais ni Don Pacifico ay magkaroon ng mga apo upang mapalawig pa ang kanyang lahi. When Don Sosimo Alvarezo asked for Don Pacifico’s help para sa nalulugi nitong pataniman ng tubo at mais; Don Pacifico agreed to help in one condition. The condition? Kailangang mapaibig ng nag iisang anak na gwapong binata ni Don Sosimo ang kanyang dalagang magmamadre at pakasalan kapag eto ay umibig sa binata. Natuwa si Don Sosimo sa kondisyon na eto dahil sa totoo lang gusto niyang maging balae si Don Pacifico. Si Romualdo ang matikas at guwapong heridero ni Don Sosimo ay mariing umayaw sa kondisyon na eto ni Don Pacifico. Subalit, namangha siya nang malamang ang napakagandang babae sa picture frame na isinabit ng kanyang ama sa may papuntang kuwarto nila ay ang anak na dalaga ni Don Pacifico. Romouldo then asked his father when his mission would start. Nagkataong binigyan nang isang taong bakasyon si Theresa upang lubos na makapagisip at makapagdesisyon bago siya ganap na ikasal sa Diyos at sa simbahan. Nagpaabot siya ng mensahe sa amang si Don Pacifico sa kanyang pag-uwi. This is where Romouldo’s mission started. Maraming nakakatuwang pangyayari sa pagitan ni Sister Theresa at Romouldo. Lahat nang pang aakit ay ginawa ni Romouldo sa magmamadreng dalaga. Lahat naman ng pag-iwas at pagsusungit ay namaster ni Sister Theresa. Tuluyan kayang mapa-ibig ni Romouldo ang nobisyadang si Theresa? Paano na kapag may isang Maxima na gagawin ang lahat, mapasakamay niya lang si Romouldo? At paano kapag nalaman ni Sister Theresa ang kasunduan ng kanyang Amang si Don Pacifico at ama ni Romouldo na si Don Sosimo?

Cresilda found out that her husband has a mistress. She vowed to fight for their marriage not only for herself but for their son as well. Until one day the mistress of Cresilda's husband was found dead in a vacant lot going to their village. Now, the police have a hint that the next victim of the serial killer is her husband. As a Secret agent herself she volunteered to help solve the case while trying to protect her husband and her family. Although he went astray, she still considers him her husband and the father of her child. What if Cresilda finds out that her husband has a new illicit affair? Would she continue loving and protecting him or would she give up now? Would she and William, the man posing as her lover, be the next target of the serial killer? While on their mission to find the killer, would love eventually blossom between them? Is this mission would finally give her the love she deserves?

Waking up inside a dungeon, Dr. Gregory’s peaceful life suddenly turned to the hullabaloo. From being an Infectious Diseases Specialist suddenly, he became Kronos, the illegitimate son of King Varbango of Barbador in the year 3300 BC in Macedonia. As Kronos, he needs to save Macedonia from a pandemic that might bring the apocalypse, perishing the whole Kingdom and all its other nearby Kingdoms. Could he triumph on this? What happens if as Kronos, he will get married to the beautiful heiress to the throne of Macedonia as a prize? How can he escape from the wrath of the Queen of Barbador, who wanted Kronos dead by all means? What if Kronos’ spirit returns to take back his body from Dr. Gregory? Would Dr. Gregory win over Kronos or would his spirit be transported back to his body in the Philippines in the year 2020? Would sorcery, witchcraft, and clairvoyance change the history of Macedonia?