Lucas and Clarissa's love blossomed from their childhood, cultivating a deep friendship and a profound love for each other. However, in an unexpected turn of events, a curse shattered their beautiful relationship. Because Clarissa was not meant for Lucas. Because Clarissa was destined for the sea.
As the sun cast its golden hues upon the coastal town of Eldoria, Victoria stood on the shoreline, her face illuminated by a serene smile. Nestor, her beloved, prepared to embark on his daily fishing expedition, a routine that bound him to the vast expanse of the sea.
Nestor, with a weathered yet content expression, adjusted the brim of his hat and secured the net over his shoulder. Victoria, her eyes reflecting both love and a touch of sadness, walked alongside him, tracing the sandy path to the waiting boat.
"Take care, my love. May the sea bless you with abundance today," he told him smiling with so much affection on her lovely face.
Nestor replied to her grinning. "You worry too much, Victoria. The sea has always been kind to me," he told her planting a soft and warm kiss on her cherry lips.
As they reached the edge of the water, Nestor's boat gently rocked with the rhythm of the tide. He kissed Victoria's forehead, a gesture that spoke volumes of the unspoken bond they shared.
"I'll be back before sundown. You'll see," Nestor told Victoria with assurance in his gentle voice.
Victoria nodded and waved at him. Not long until she started whispering an incantation. "May the sea guide your path, and may the waves embrace you with safety."
Victoria, with a grace that mirrored the ebb and flow of the waves, raised both hands in a silent prayer. Her lips moved in a rhythmic dance of words-a melody meant for the sea alone.
Nestor smiles as he stares at Victoria with love.
"Thank you, Victoria. I'll bring you the best catch today."
As Nestor set sail into the cerulean expanse, Victoria stood on the shore, her eyes following the boat until it became a mere speck on the horizon. The town, awakening to the gentle caress of the morning sun, seemed to join Victoria in her silent communion with the sea.
In the heart of Eldoria, where the murmur of the sea blended with the hum of daily life, Victoria returned to the routines that tethered her to the town. As the market square bustled with activity, she moved through the crowd, exchanging pleasantries and sharing smiles.
The townsfolk, accustomed to Victoria's enigmatic presence, observed her with a mix of curiosity and reverence. Whispers of her nightly rituals, a dance with the sea beneath the moon's watchful gaze, circulated like a secret melody among the tight-knit community.
Victoria's actions, steeped in a mystical rhythm, became an integral part of Eldoria's daily tapestry. And as the sun climbed higher in the sky, painting the town in a warm embrace, the echoes of her silent prayers lingered-an unspoken dialogue between a sorceress and the boundless depths that cradled Eldoria in their watery embrace.
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"If there's something we're all eagerly anticipating here, it's the day you and Nestor tie the knot, Victoria," declared Sinang, a slender and morena woman known for her straightforwardness and wit.
Victoria, her face bathed in the soft glow of the early morning sun, couldn't help but respond with a broad smile. "You always know how to make me blush, Sinang. You're well aware Nestor is still saving up for our wedding," she admitted, her head bowed in a shy gesture.
Sinang chuckled at Victoria's response. "Oh, Victoria, a grand wedding isn't necessary. What matters is sealing the bond that you two have nurtured for so long. Besides, isn't marriage the only thing missing for you two?" she teased, her eyes twinkling with mischief.
"That's true," chimed in Dolor, a stout and amiable woman who was busy arranging the freshly caught fish she intended to sell in the town. "And after that, a child is next in line," she added, her eyes sparkling with a knowing glint.
Victoria's expression shifted, and a heavy silence settled over the group. A melancholic sigh escaped her lips, and for a moment, she seemed lost in her thoughts. Afterward, she decided to divert the conversation, moving towards her humble nipa house, a structure standing not far from where the conversation took place.
As she approached her home, a barrage of questions flooded her mind. How would she tell her close-knit community that she couldn't bear children? How could she admit that someone like her, possessing dark powers inherited from her witch mother, lacked the courage to broach the topic of marriage with Nestor? In truth, jealousy was already consuming her heart, even though Nestor had no knowledge of her condition.
In that state of mind, Victoria was about to step inside her home when a series of vans caught her attention. Her gaze followed the procession, and she saw them stop in front of a large mansion that used to be an old resort in their town.
"Ah, they might be the ones others were talking about, the ones who bought that resort. They say they're wealthy and from Manila. The buyer is reportedly a widower with only one child, a beautiful daughter!" Dolor mentioned, directing Victoria's attention back to the vans.
"Well, for me, there's no one more beautiful than Victoria. That's why the most handsome fisherman in our town fell for her!" Sinang retorted with a playful wink.
Victoria merely smiled at the compliment and returned her attention to the three vans now parked in front of the gate of the old resort. Before long, she saw a mestiza woman alight from one of the vehicles. Dressed in a flowing yellow gown, with long, wavy hair the color of sunrise, the woman exuded grace and captivation.
In a brief moment, the townspeople, including Victoria, stood still. An unseen energy permeated the air, an anticipation that lingered like the scent of salt in the breeze.
As Victoria observed, the mestiza woman, an enigma in the evolving tapestry of Eldoria, seemed poised to leave an indelible mark on the canvas of their lives. The atmosphere buzzed with excitement that went beyond the ordinary as if the winds whispered tales of change and unforeseen encounters.
WARNING: (R18) STORY WITH MATURE/EXPLICIT CONTENT (WILD FANTASY SEQUEL) Since childhood, Lana was the only girl Marius dreamed of. That's the reason why he didn't leave her and he was able to love her daughter Andrea. But everything crumbled for him when Lana chose and marry Andrew, Andrea's father. Marius's anger for Andrew swelled in his chest and he planned to get revenge on him through Samantha. Andrew’s beautiful younger sister. To get her, leave, and hurt Samantha, was his real plan. And that did not include him falling in love with her.
Mia has always been in love with Erik. He was her first love. He was and will always be her one great love. But no one knows about that. That was and always been her deepest secret. He was the King of the Night. And she was his Queen. But that only lasted for hours and yet the greatest night of her life. Ten years later they met again. And this time Erik is very much willing to fulfill his promise of marrying her. That was despite the fact that her partner Bernie is coming after her.
WARNING: R[18] STORY WITH EXTREMELY EXPLICIT/MATURE CONTENT Joaquin Antonio Jr., A young CEO, handsome, outlet of wealth, and a certified playboy, but a good son. For him, there is no need to take women seriously. There are many of them and they come to him voluntarily, because he has a lot of money. He has agreed to find a bride within two months in order to thwart his father's wanting for him to marry his childhood friend who is secretly in a relationship with his best friend, Patrick. Because of this, he offered marriage to a stranger woman who turned out to be the mother of his own daughter whom he had impregnated four years ago, Lara. But what about his father's reputation? The honorable name of their family that had long kept from being tarnished if the woman he chose to marry for his father would bring shame to their family because she is a scourge and a disgrace? Is he willing to lose everything and this time stand up against his father whom he has always followed for the only woman who truly loved him despite him hiding to her his true identity? Where does a romance that started with pure lies lead?
WARNING: [R18] STORY WITH EXTREMELY EXPLICIT CONTENT She considered herself as Andrew's number one fan. Andrew Scott, a famous actor, and has always been the most beautiful highlight of Lana's fangirling years. She dreamed of seeing and embracing him. She dreamed of marrying him. But she never once thought in her fangirl life that all her dreams and fantasies about Andrew could have even more thrilling and romantic scenes. It was more than what she thought. But it wasn't easy because she knew for a fact they were from different worlds, so she was forced to stay away. But destiny has always had its own way of reuniting hearts set for one another. Because Lana met the young man again three years later. And this time she knew she could do nothing more, but introduce Andrew to Andrea, their daughter. The fruit of a nightly fulfillment of all of Lana’s fantasies about her admired actor.
WARNING [R18]: STORY WITH EXTREMELY EXPLICIT/MATURE CONTENT (FIND ME: A LOVE THROUGH ETERNITY SEQUEL) Jenny never dreamed of becoming a mistress but that happened. That's why she did not hesitate to go away when she found out the truth, to move on. But life is full of surprises when she and Jason cross paths again. Jason, the first to claim everything that she could give, and this time Jenny knew that her desire for the young man is stronger. And so, it is with him. The reason why she is so ready to get burned. They crave so much for each other and that can even happen every time their eyes meet.
WARNING: [R-18] STORY WITH EXTREMELY EXPLICIT/MATURE CONTENT "I-I know you're tired, take a rest, I love you so much, you have to always remember that," despite the seeming lump stuck in my throat I still forced myself to say those words that I knew he had wanted for a long time. My husband wants to hear those words from me because he was tired and wanted to rest just like what I have said. When I felt the hot liquid dripping on my forehead followed by the hot lip that also touched it, I cried even more. "Starting tomorrow I need you to be brave, hold your heart, especially when you wake up and my eyes are still closed," Daniel continued. I did not open my eyes but I continued to cry silently. "Until we meet again, sweetheart, Ara, I love you," Daniel said again as I felt him kissed me on the forehead once more. Then I opened my eyes and met his dark eyes. Suddenly it was as if I saw everything he said, that we would meet again at a different time, and will never be apart ever. "Until we meet again, my love," I replied before I raised my head then touched his lips with a warm kiss, for the last time.
Bailey seems to be never destined to fit in, a little geeky, but under it all, a hidden beauty that so many seem to miss, but still not what her pack Alpha is looking for in a fated mate... so he is determined to reject her and make her life hell. Bailey, knowing her life will likely never be the same focuses on what she can control, her future, and heads off to study; becoming a teacher. Asher is the Beta of Autumn Valley Pack, a neighbouring pack. A broken man having suffered the loss of his mate after a rogue attack, Asher is slowly crumbling. Falling to pieces. A shadow of his former self, and not a man that anyone wants to be around anymore... Until, Autumn Valley Pack require a new teacher, and Bailey finds herself there and pushed together with the Beta. Is there a connection building or is that in their imaginations? And what will happen when Bailey's mate comes back to claim what is his?
Two years ago, Ricky found himself coerced into marrying Emma to protect the woman he cherished. From Ricky's perspective, Emma was despicable, resorting to underhanded schemes to ensure their marriage. He maintained a distant and cold attitude toward her, reserving his warmth for another. Yet, Emma remained wholeheartedly dedicated to Ricky for more than ten years. As she grew weary and considered relinquishing her efforts, Ricky was seized by a sudden fear. Only when Emma's life teetered on the edge, pregnant with Ricky's child, did he recognize-the love of his life had always been Emma.
After three loveless years, Neil's betrayal deeply wounded Katelyn. She wasted no time in getting rid of that scoundrel! After the divorce, she devoted herself to career pursuits. Rising to prominence as a top designer, skilled doctor, and brilliant hacker, she became a revered icon. Neil, realizing his grave mistake, tried in vain to win her back, only to witness her magnificent wedding to another. As their vows were broadcast on the world's largest billboard, Vincent slid a ring onto Katelyn's finger and declared, "Katelyn is now my wife, a priceless treasure. Let all who covet her beware!"
Life was a bed of roses for Debra, the daughter of Alpha. That was until she had a one-night stand with Caleb. She was sure he was her mate as determined by Moon Goddess. But this hateful man refused to accept her. Weeks passed before Debra discovered that she was pregnant. Her pregnancy brought shame to her and everyone she loved. Not only was she driven out, but her father was also hunted down by usurpers. Fortunately, she survived with the help of the mysterious Thorn Edge Pack. Five years passed and Debra didn't hear anything from Caleb. One day, their paths crossed again. They were both on the same mission—carrying out secret investigations in the dangerous Roz Town for the safety and posterity of their respective packs. Caleb was still cold toward her. But as time went on, he fell head over heels in love with her. He tried to make up for abandoning her, but Debra wasn't having any of it. She was hell-bent on hiding her daughter from him and also making a clean break. What did the future hold for the two as they journeyed in Roz Town? What kind of secrets would they find? Would Caleb win Debra's heart and get to know his lovely daughter? Find out!
"I want a divorce!" Ryan demanded, despite the fact that he had cheated on her with his ex. ~ Serena is no longer the quiet, romantic lady Ryan Winters married and divorced five years ago. Now the CEO of Rocky's Designs, she is bright, unwavering, and unapologetic about her independence-a far cry from the woman Ryan remembers. When fate brings them back into one another's lives, Ryan is forced to confront the truth about their past, their newfound hot chemistry, and a surprising revelation; Serena has a daughter who may be his. But Ryan's girlfriend, Kate, isn't prepared to lose him again. She will do whatever it takes to keep Ryan in her grasp-even if it means destroying Serena's life and the corporate empire she has built. What happens when Serena's now peaceful life is being disrupted? Will Serena lose once again or will she seize this billionaire's heart?
"You're a creepy bastard." His eyes smolder me and his answering grin is nothing short of beautiful. Deadly. "Yet you hunger for me. Tell me, this appetite of yours, does it always tend toward 'creepy bastards'?" **** Widower and ex-boss to the Mafia, Zefiro Della Rocca, has an unhealthy fixation on the woman nextdoor. It began as a coincidence, growing into mere curiosity, and soon, it was an itch he couldn't ignore, like a quick fix of crack for an addict. He didn't know her name, but he knew every inch of her skin, how it flushed when she climaxed, her favourite novel and that every night she contemplated suicide. He didn't want to care, despising his rapt fascination of the woman. She was in love with her abusive husband. She was married, bound by a contract to the Bratva's hitman. She was off-limits. But when Zefiro wanted something, it was with an intensity that bordered on madness. He obsessed, possessed, owned. There'd be bloodshed if he touched her, but the sight of blood always did fascinate him. * When Susanna flees from her husband, she stumbles right into the arms of her devilishly handsome neighbour with a brooding glare. He couldn't stand her, but she needed him, if she was ever going to escape her husband who now wanted her dead. Better the devil you know than the angel you don't. She should have recalled that before hopping into Zefiro's car and letting him whisk her away to Italy. Maybe then, she wouldn't have started an affair with him. He was the only man who touched her right, and the crazy man took no small pains in ensuring he would be the last.