Yhen Amor

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?

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?

“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 p*ss*d 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!”

Women usually dreamed of becoming crowned Princesses; only a 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. 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 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 her desire not to be crowned Princess Hestia. Would love conquers all?

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 has 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 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 non-fulfillment of her mission?

He is an Ultima Alpha King from across the universe. She is the Crowned Princess who traded her throne for a badge. Is their bond a gift from the Moon Goddess, or a celestial trap? Vician Basi is the powerful ruler of the Galactid Realm, but for all his strength, he is incomplete. He is mateless, and before he could even meet his mate, she escaped and vanished. Driven by the ancient power of his clan’s Bangle of Fate, Vician tracks her mate across the stars to a strange, primitive planet: Earth. But the "First Princess" he is looking for doesn't want to be found. Now known as Patrolwoman Deborah Mallani, the fugitive royal has built a new life in the streets, protected by a badge and a family that knows nothing of her past. To Deborah, the "Mate" bond isn't a romance—it’s a cage. She fled her world to escape the puppet-strings of destiny, seeking a love that is chosen, not forced. When a traffic stop brings her face-to-face with the intoxicating scent of sweet hot chocolate and the golden eyes of a King, her inner wolf screams "MINE." Yet, Deborah refuses to surrender. But as a bloody coup threatens Vician’s throne and a death decree hangs over Deborah’s head back in the Galactid Realm, the two are forced into a race against time. From the neon lights of Earth to the treacherous palaces of the stars, they must decide: Will they fight the fate that binds them, or surrender to their so-called Mate Kind of Love, that could be the only thing that can save their worlds?

She is the last in their breed of Golden Wolves; the most powerful werewolf clan with strong mental powers, but Daffodil never knew it. She was raised by a billionaire couple, never knowing that she has wolf blood in her until she met a mysterious man during her vacation on Cooks Island. 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?

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, as he despised the greediness of her father. Would his rejection make her retreat and return to her Alpha Father as a failure once more? Or will she fight for her mate even if it seems impossible for him to accept her as his mate? Or, would she run away both from his Alpha father’s cruelty and from her Alpha mate’s further rejection by accepting an offered love by someone else? Whatever her decision, could she find her real strength and value in the end that will make his mate who rejected her desire and then chase her thereafter?

“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.

Her parents were killed by the Ecleteon werewolves that caused their Kingdom’s fall. She vowed to take revenge and reclaim their Kingdom. Seeking to gain power again, she risked in entering the Glodeous Kingdom and claimed to be the soon-to-be wedded wife of the Glodeous’ Vampire King. It was hell of a journey. Would she be successful in marrying the Glodeous Vampire King or has she just entered the path to her complete downfall? How about the prophecy? Is she the missing piece to fulfill the prophecy? Jump in to know the deepest secret behind hero's motivation. It will be very interesting!

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.

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!”