FLAMES: F- Forever, L-Love, A-Angry, M-Married, E-Enemy, S... Sinister ... Isang taon na nahinto ang sikat na estudyante sa Sto. Cristo, naaksidente na sanhi ng pagka-coma nito. Nang gumaling at magbalik-eskwela ay tila ba ibang tao na. Pero para kay Kena na matagal ng may gusto kay Gabriel Juan T. Salgado, ito pa rin si Gabriel na pangarap niyang maging kaklase... Kahit pa unti-unti ay natutuklasan na niya ang nakagigimbal na katotohanan kung bakit nga ba ito iniiwasan at kinatatakutan sa kanilang paaralan.

'The more I know of the world, the more am I convinced that I shall never see a man whom I can really love. I require so much!' Marianne Dashwood wears her heart on her sleeve, and when she falls in love with the dashing but unsuitable John Willoughby she ignores her sister Elinor's warning that her impulsive behaviour leaves her open to gossip and innuendo. Meanwhile Elinor, always sensitive to social convention, is struggling to conceal her own romantic disappointment, even from those closest to her. Through their parallel experience of love-and its threatened loss-the sisters learn that sense must mix with sensibility if they are to find personal happiness in a society where status and money govern the rules of love.

The pack on the verge of collapse, Fie Wright watches as her Alpha falls into a downward spiral due to his dying mate. After searching high and low for a cure, Fie's Alpha gives up on not only himself but his pack as well, leaving the rest of them to their own turmoil. That is until whispers of a miracle cure strikes the very heart of the problem. Fie, along with a small group, is sent on a mission to far away lands to ask for the King's help to bring their Pack back to life. The King agrees but for a price of course. ********* The concealed King perched on his throne speaks up with a heavy yet smooth voice, the mere baritone sending delightful shivers up my spine as the royal directs his attention to me. "I will help you but I want something in return." Comes his clear daunting voice as the rest of the court remains silent, no one daring to speak up until they are spoken to. Steeling my spine, my eyes focus on what I assume to be his chest as my kneeled figure speaks up, "What would that be my King?" Silence reigns for a few seconds before the alluring voice speaks up, ripping me of my composure in mere seconds. "You."