When you start developing feelings towards your first boy, you don't expect him to be Ares, The Greek God of War - and you don't expect your world to be pulled from beneath you, as you spiral into the danger he's trying to protect you from. God's weren't meant to fall for mortals. But one will defend a human till the end of the earth, from witches, from snakes, and from the mythological world itself.

A young rebel journalist living in a dystopia covered with mysterious darkness, searches for the truth behind the Eternal Light theocracy alongside the love of his life and his best friend. ***** All his life, Will Morris was told to never ask questions. In a world of eternal darkness, survival depends on eternal light. The light is given by priests at a price. People must worship the Eternal Light as a deity, accept the harsh rule of the priests, and never question anything. Some resist the tyranny of the light. Will struggles for truth in a world of lies. Kate struggles for peace in a world of strife. Shin struggles for freedom in a world of chains. The bond of these friends sustains them as they fight for a better world. But enemies are closer than they realize and one wrong move could destroy them all. Book One in the Eternal Series Content warning: This story contains themes of suicide.

Seven years ago... I was his stalker. Three years ago... I was his wife. Two years ago... I was his ex-wife. Since the day he left me, my life has never been the same. It seems like I gathered all life's misfortunes - my mother died from cancer, our family business went down and my dad could not face the shame so he killed himself leaving me to take on the responsibilities of paying his debts. I have to work hard to make ends meet. I worked as a baker, a dance instructress, and an entertainer in order to pay the debts as well as to support myself. I was trying to be okay until he came back. He manipulated everything - owned the bakeshop where I worked as a baker, paid me to give him private dance classes and made me agree to perform in private with him. Do you think that is already worse? Nah-uh! He my family's debt so I am obliged to pay him based on his terms. I am Patricia Sandoval, sold to Stuart Cordoval - I am his personal assistant, private chef, personal dance instructor, exclusive entertainer and on-call bedwarmer of my beloved ex-husband. This may sound absurd, but yes, I am sold to my ex-husband. Note: This is originally a story written in Filipino but since there have been requests for its English version, I am going to slowly upload an English translation of this story.