"Aina, a vivacious 20-year-old, seemed to have it all. Residing in a quaint countryside town with her parents, she basked in the glow of youth, beauty, and the promise of a prosperous future with her handsome and wealthy fiancé. She considered herself the luckiest girl on Earth, embodying the qualities any parent would cherish in their child. However, as fate would have it, good girls aren't always bestowed with good luck. Aina's world came crashing down when she unearthed a heart-wrenching truth - her fiancé had betrayed her trust. Trapped in a web of obligations due to her parents' debt to the affluent Richardson family, she couldn't sever her engagement. Determined to escape the clutches of a painful past, Aina made the bold decision to leave her hometown behind, embracing a new life and a fresh identity. In her quest to mend her wounded heart, she stumbled upon Henry, a man of charm and affluence. Unbeknownst to her, Henry harbored a profound secret, concealed in the depths of his being. Aina found herself inexplicably drawn to him, a deep connection forming between them. Love blossomed like a wildflower, rekindling the golden hues of her life. But destiny had more surprises in store for Aina. One fateful night, the startling revelation of Henry's darkest secret sent her world spiraling into the unknown - he was a werewolf."
Alina's world had descended into chaos in an instant. She found herself in complete darkness, her mind hazy as if emerging from a deep sleep. She could feel the gentle sway of movement and knew she was being carried. Panic clutched at her chest as she tried to make sense of her situation. Her heart raced, and she was overcome by an overwhelming sense of dread.
It had all started hours ago, a seemingly ordinary day, her heart brimming with simple joys. But an unexpected and sinister presence had shattered her world. She was kidnapped, blindfolded, and rendered unconscious, the fog of darkness closing in.
A chilling wind brushed against her skin, its eerie howling resembling the mournful cries of a wild animal. She shivered, her senses overwhelmed. Desperation welled within her, and she fought to stay conscious, her strength slipping away like sand through her fingers. Her last recollection was the haunting sound of the wind.
When she regained consciousness, Alina's senses were assailed by a cacophony of strange sounds and sensations. She lay on the ground, surrounded by an impenetrable, dense jungle. Panic gripped her heart as she tried to understand where she was and what had happened.
Suddenly, a monstrous, otherworldly figure materialized before her. Her heart pounded, her breath catching in her throat. It was a werewolf, its eyes gleaming with an unholy hunger, and its maw revealed long, sharp fangs. Alina's body refused to respond, and she could only crawl backward as the creature advanced.
The werewolf leaped over her, and Alina's terror manifested in a blood-curdling scream, "AAAAAAAAAAAAA!" Her cry echoed through the ominous forest, a desperate plea for escape. She covered her face with trembling hands, fearing the worst.
But when she dared to peek through her fingers, she realized that there were not just one but two werewolves, locked in a frenzied, savage battle. Their movements were a blur, a vicious dance of brutality that left her awe-struck and terrified.
Claws slashed and teeth gnashed, each blow accompanied by a menacing growl. The forest seemed to tremble with the force of their battle. Trees splintered and shattered as if they were nothing more than twigs. It was a supernatural spectacle, and Alina was an unwilling spectator in the midst of it all.
The attacker werewolf was relentless, but the other fought back with equal ferocity, their movements akin to the otherworldly battles depicted in epic tales. Bites and slashes left them both wounded, dark fur stained with the blood of their battle. Alina watched in both horror and fascination, her body trembling with fear.
Minutes turned into an eternity as the savage fight showed no signs of ending. The attacker werewolf, severely wounded and battered, managed a desperate, bone-crushing blow that sent its opponent hurtling into the darkness. It vanished in the blink of an eye, leaving the savior standing triumphant amidst the wreckage of the forest.
The victorious werewolf turned to Alina, and her fear was renewed, believing she was facing her end.
"Don't come closer. I warn you," she stammered, her voice quivering, her eyes wide with terror.
The werewolf ignored her plea and continued its advance, its eyes filled with a complex mix of hunger and sadness. Alina's eyes welled with tears, and she implored, "I plead, don't kill me. There are people who love me. They won't be able to survive without me." Her voice was barely more than a whisper as tears streamed down her cheeks, marking a path to her trembling neck.
The creature halted, and to Alina's astonishment, it began to transform. Limbs reshaped, fur receded, and the beast's monstrous form gave way to something human. Alina wondered if she was witnessing a shapeshifter, but when the transformation was complete, her world crumbled beneath her.
In front of her stood a man, disheveled and vulnerable, his eyes filled with remorse and guilt. It was Herry, her husband. Alina's mind struggled to process this revelation. She wanted to scream, to demand answers, but her body refused to obey. She could feel her husband drawing nearer, and the mingling emotions of confusion and exhaustion threatened to consume her.
Alina's world hung in the balance as Herry approached. Her body seemed to betray her, its strength fleeing in the face of her husband's unexpected return. Just as her legs gave way, Herry caught her in his arms, and she knew it was him. The scent of his familiar cologne washed over her, and she clung to him as if for dear life.
Yet, the questions remained, haunting her thoughts. Why had he lied? Was his love a facade, just like the false identity he had momentarily assumed? "Herry, is it really you?" As Alina whispered her husband's name, she faded into unconsciousness, her heart heavy with the burden of doubt and confusion. The absolute stranger, who was now inexplicably her husband, held her close, and the enigmatic tale of their lives was just beginning.
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Alina's consciousness slowly returned, like a haze lifting, and she found herself lying in her own bedroom. The familiar surroundings clashed with the surreal memories of the dense, foreboding jungle and the monstrous creatures. Panic surged within her, and she jolted upright, her eyes wide with fear.
Herry, who had been sitting nearby, reached out to touch her, his eyes filled with concern. But as his hand extended, Alina flinched away, her heart pounding. "Don't dare to come closer, you monster," she hissed, her voice a tremor of anger and fear. "You kept me behind a veil. You lied to me always. You are an animal, not a human, and I was falling for an imposter who is a werewolf or a human, I don't know."
The room seemed to close in on them as disappointment and distrust hung heavy in the air. Alina's eyes glistened with unshed tears as she gazed at the man who had been her husband, or so she had thought.
Herry tried to speak, his voice laden with regret, but Alina cut him off. "Was the love a lie as well?"
Herry was momentarily taken aback, his eyes pleading, "No way, I love you. Trust me." He reached out, his hand trembling, and gently placed it on her shoulder.
But Alina shrugged off his touch as if it had burned her. "Trust! How can I trust you? I don't even know you. I was with a werewolf, not a human." Tears welled up in her eyes, her voice quivered with the pain of betrayal. "I loved you, Herry. I never expected you to deceive me like this. You were my everything, but now, you are an absolute stranger to me. Who are you, and why did you hide this from me? Why?" The room seemed to reverberate with the weight of her questions, but answers remained elusive.
Herry's own eyes were moist, his face a portrait of anguish. He opened his mouth to speak, but the words caught in his throat, and all that filled the room was a heavy silence, broken only by Alina's sobs and the shattered remnants of their trust.
Love is not bound; however, in life, we will only love one person and take them as our partner for the next seven births too. When the love of our life leaves us, we won't be able to move on and remain alive with their memories as our companions. Adrien Rodriguez, a 31-year-old billionaire with a combination of deadly looks and cold-heartedness, happens to meet a girl who looks like his late girlfriend. He was hit by a wave of shock and confusion, which drove him to go crazy. Fate played its game by bringing her into his company, which also led to some misunderstandings about the relationship between her and his best friend. Adrien planned a game that would make everyone rethink if the closest ones were really that close. Some unfavorable incidents and twists of plans can make every relationship questionable. What made his closest person his biggest enemy and what made him fight an invisible battle? What made the person behind the facade think of their revenge against Adrien? To learn more about their revenge story, come and join me on this journey. This story is a mix of revenge, backstabbing, sadness, love, and many more.
Katie was forced to marry Dillan, a notorious ruffian. Her younger sister mocked her, "You're just an adopted daughter. Count your blessings for marrying him!" The world anticipated Katie's tribulations, but her married life unfurled with unexpected serenity. She even snagged a lavish mansion in a raffle! Katie jumped into Dillan's arms, credited him as her lucky charm. "No, Katie, it's you who brings me all this luck," Dillan replied. Then, one fateful day, Dillan's childhood friend came to her. "You're not worthy of him. Take this 50 million and leave him!" Katie finally grasped Dillan's true stature—the wealthiest man on the planet. That night, trembling with trepidation, she broached the subject of divorce with Dillan. However, with a domineering embrace, he told her, "I'd give you everything I have. Divorce is off the table!"
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Janet was adopted when she was a kid -- a dream come true for orphans. However, her life was anything but happy. Her adoptive mother taunted and bullied her all her life. Janet got the love and affection of a parent from the old maid who raised her. Unfortunately, the old woman fell ill, and Janet had to marry a worthless man in place of her parents' biological daughter to meet the maid's medical expenses. Could this be a Cinderella's tale? But the man was far from a prince, except for his handsome appearance. Ethan was the illegitimate son of a wealthy family who lived a reckless life and barely made ends meet. He got married to fulfill his mother's last wish. However, on his wedding night, he had an inkling that his wife was different from what he had heard about her. Fate had united the two people with deep secrets. Was Ethan truly the man we thought he was? Surprisingly, he bore an uncanny resemblance to the impenetrable wealthiest man in the city. Would he find out that Janet married him in place of her sister? Would their marriage be a romantic tale or an utter disaster? Read on to unravel Janet and Ethan's journey.
It was supposed to be a marriage of convenience, but Carrie made the mistake of falling in love with Kristopher. When the time came that she needed him the most, her husband was in the company of another woman. Enough was enough. Carrie chose to divorce Kristopher and move on with her life. Only when she left did Kristopher realize how important she was to him. In the face of his ex-wife’s countless admirers, Kristopher offered her 20 million dollars and proposed a new deal. “Let’s get married again.”
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My name is Katia, and I am just trying to survive until my fated mate arrives. Which may be easier said than done. Rejectection is the last straw. Whispering my acceptance of his rejection. I run through the pack house, out across the manicured lawn into the forest. "I'm sorry, my sweet girl," I say to my wolf. I'm sorry you have been stuck with me and have had to suffer everything I have. She whispers," it's not your fault, Katia. We came to a cliff with a waterfall. The hurt keeps pounding at me. I need it to stop. My sweet girl, and I just want peace, I keep running and leap off the cliff. Spreading my arms wide, with tears streaming down my face, I fall, not making a sound, waiting for sweet oblivion where we feel nothing ever again. "I love you, my sweet girl! Until we meet again, "My wolf replied just before we hit the water, "I love you too, Katia. I have never regretted a moment with you." The Snow Moon pack is having their last barbecue of the summer next to the waterfall on their land. The adults are laughing and joking while watching the pups play. The alpha, beta, and gamma are swimming with some of the older children and playing a game of Marco Polo. Someone yells, "Oh my goddess, someone just jumped over the waterfall!" Everyone is frozen as they watch what looks to be a child falling arms spread wide, no one makes a sound. The small body hits the water like a plane crashing into the side of a mountain. The alpha, beta, and gamma, spring into action, swimming towards the area the person went under. The alpha is screaming his wolf is going crazy repeating, "Find her. Find her...find her!" They dive and the beta surfaces with a small person in his arms. Alpha takes the girl from his beta, laying her on the ground. The men are shocked by what they see. She is covered in scars and injuries. Her body is twisted and broken. The Beta asks, "Who could have done this to someone so defenseless?" Alpha drops to his knees, repeating, "MATE...MATE...MATE!"