4 Leaf Clover Tattoo Ideas

The pills I keep by my bedside have been swapped with vitamins. I almost die after getting a heart attack. After the stent surgery, I ask my husband, Evan Whitmore, to find out who did it. I just want the truth. However, he doesn't even look up and just brushes me off. "It was just a mistake. Cecilia probably grabbed the wrong bottle. She bought those vitamins for me. "Don't push this. She has asthma. She can't handle stress." I stare at him in shock, my chest tightening. I can't tell if the pain is from my healing heart or from the words he just threw at me. Cecilia Monroe is his secretary, and he always takes her side. That moment is when I realize that our five years of marriage mean nothing to him at all.

At the Davenport family dinner, I arrive wearing the same dress Tucker Davenport's true love once wore. His face darkens immediately. He glares at me coldly and orders that my dress be burned on the spot. "Damn it, Willow, can't you show a little self-awareness? Shelby might be too naive to notice, but there's no way I'm letting you appear like this in front of her." The intense heat rushes toward me as the flames consume the fabric. A sharp, burning pain shoots between my legs, crashing over me like a tidal wave. The pain drags me under, but I suddenly jolt awake, barely able to gasp a plea for mercy. Tucker doesn't spare me a glance. He simply turns away to help Shelby cut the cake. Days later, he finally remembers I exist. "As long as you behave and don't bother Shelby again, you'll still be Mrs. Davenport." I stare at the burns on my legs as my tears dry up. I refuse to beg any longer. I'm done being Mrs. Davenport.

Seven years into our marriage, my husband, Lucas Thorne, is hailed as a legendary astronomer in the field of astronomy. It is no secret that he absolutely adores me, his wife. He always keeps a polite, distant demeanor with those around him. Even when his new assistant, Serena Cox, asks for his number, he coldly turns her down. In the year he proposed to me, he named a star "LAW", which was an acronym for "Lucas Adores Wilma". Since then, every asteroid he discovers is named with initials that hold a special significance only the two of us know. To others, they might just be scientific achievements. But to me, they are unspoken love letters. This goes on until this morning, when I stumble upon an unfamiliar phone. I unlock it easily with my middle name, thinking it's yet another quiet gesture of his love. But to my horror, I find a string of explicit messages between him and another woman. The person who was at the receiving end of those messages was none other than… Serena, his assistant.

Dakota Stelter and I tumbled down that steep ravine together. I lay there bleeding and broken, only to watch my boyfriend scoop her into his arms and walk away without a backward glance. He left me. In that moment, in every way that mattered. While everyone fussed over Dakota's scratches, no one even checked if I was still breathing. When I was finally rescued and recovering at the hospital, my boyfriend didn't even visit. I was hurt. So I moved on. Piece by piece, I rebuilt myself without him. But then he became distraught. Suddenly, he was sobbing, telling me he had always loved me.

My childhood sweetheart who promised to marry me the moment I graduated proposed to Camille Willow, my sister, during my graduation ceremony. At that moment, Dennis Malcolm, the most eligible and admired bachelor in Blington City's elite circle, stepped forward and confessed his love for me immediately after my childhood sweetheart's proposal was accepted. For five years after our marriage, Dennis showered me with devotion, treating me with such tenderness that it felt as though I were the center of his world. But everything shattered the day I overheard a conversation between him and his close friend. "Dennis, now that Camille's on top, are you really going to keep pretending with Tracy?" "It doesn't matter. I'll never have Camille. Besides, as long as I'm here, she'll never disrupt Camille's happiness," he answered. The paper notes he held dear, each one carefully preserved, revealed a harsh truth. Each one carried her name, accompanied by heartfelt wishes: "May Camille be released from her burdens. May she find peace within herself." "May Camille achieve all she dreams of, and may her heart love freely." "Camille, we were never meant to be together in this life. I can only hope that in another, we will walk side by side." … Five years of devotion shattered in a single moment of clarity. I crafted a false identity and planned an elaborate drowning to vanish without a trace. From this day forward, in this life and all others, we shall never cross paths again.

After eight years of loving him in vain, my boyfriend, Gilbert Hughes, finally proposed. The wedding is set for a week from now. However, just as I'm happily preparing for it, I accidentally overhear a conversation between him and his friends. "I have to give it to Gilbert. The moment he proposes, his first love, Cheryl, gets restless." "But now that Cheryl's back, what are you going to do with your girlfriend?" Gilbert pauses for a moment, then replies casually, "It's fine. I'm not actually going to register my marriage with Jennifer. At worst, I'll just hold a wedding and play along." At the party the next day, he wraps his arm around me dotingly and socializes with our guests. Yet, the moment Cheryl Manning runs out in tears, he instantly lets go of me and chases after her in a panic. I follow quietly and watch them embrace tightly in the dark, kissing each other deeply. With my heart completely shattered, I turn away and dial a number. "Want to get married? I need a groom."

WARNING: Erotica, steamy, explicit contents and adult languages. ********** Masakit ang kontratang pinasok ni Maxi, magpapanggap siyang ibang babae habang nasa kama ni Marco De Guia. Isang babae na kahit mabuhay siya uli hinding-hindi niya magagawang tapatan sa puso ng bilyonaryong ranchero, si Anna Medrano. Ang kapalit, impormasyon na halos dekada niyang hinahanap na parang maliliit na puzzle lang nitong ibinibigay. Parang masarap na lason na unti-unting sumisira sa kanyang katinuan. May hangganan nga ba ang kanyang pagtitiis sa kamay ng lalaking walang pagtingin sa kanya? ****** Malupit na parusa.  Iyon si Anna para kay Marco dahil tuluyan siyang nabaliw sa babaing ito sa puntong isusugal niya ang lahat ng yaman niya at sarili niyang buhay makuha lang niya ang puso nito na may iba nang nagmamay-ari at matalik pa niyang kaibigan, si Jared Mendez. At para matakasan ang sobrang sakit na pinagdadaanan niya, kinailangan niya si Maxi. Ang tanging babae na sa kabila ng matinding galit sa kanya ay may kakayahang buhayin ang lahat ng emosyon at pagnanasa ng kanyang katawan sa hindi niya malamang dahilan. May lugar ba ito sa miserable niyang buhay kung pag aari na ng ibang babae ang puso at kaluluwa  niya? At mapapatawad ba siya nito sa dami ng kalupitang ipinaranas niya dito? Karapat-dapat ba siya sa puso nito kung may ibang lalaki nang naghihintay dito oras na matapos ang kanilang kontrata?

"Walang magmamahal sa 'yo, Anna!" 3 sa pamilya ni Jared Mendez, kabilang ang pinakamamahal nitong ina ang namatay dahil sa isang pagkakamali ni Anna, ten years ago. Ang galit na yon, dinala ni Jared sa matagal na panahon. Kaya nang makakita ito ng pagkakataong gumanti sa kanya, inakala niya na buhay niya ang hihinging kapalit.  Pero hindi. "Be my bedmate if you want to save Catherine’s life. I will shoulder her medical bills and your organization will be funded." Kapit sa patalim, tinanggap niya ang offer at inangkin siya ni Jared sa ibabaw mismo ng table nito. Hindi lang yon, isinama siya nito pabalik sa bayan nila sa San Luis kung saan maraming tao ang  nagtatangka sa buhay niya. Sabagay, ano ba ang inaasahan niya sa lalaking nagpayaman nang husto para lang gawing miserable ang kanyang buhay? ************* Simula't sapul, pangit ang reputasyon ni Anna, alam yon ni Jared. Baliw lang ang lalaking gugustuhin ito dahil mas malala pa yon sa suicide. She's a ruthless seducer, a killer and the Lady Boss of an organized crime syndicate. Pero bakit sa kabila ng lahat, wala siyang ibang pinangarap sa gitna ng kama niya at makakasama sa  buhay niya kundi si Anna? Posible bang sa kabila ng matinding galit, ang totoo ay mahal niya ito gaya nang pagkabaliw niya dito noon? May lugar ba ang pagpapatawad sa mga taong nahubuhay sa matinding galit, kawalang pag asa at paghihiganti?

I had been married to James Tennant for seven years. In that time, he had already kept twenty-nine mistresses, like pretty little canaries in gilded cages. Now, I saw the thirtieth one in our bedroom, young and draped in nothing but a bath towel, lounging across our bed. I turned to him and asked coldly, “Can’t get enough out there, huh? Did you really have to bring her home?” The girl deliberately tugged her towel lower, her pale skin showing as she sneered, “Mr. Tennant says you’re like a dead corpse in bed! He wanted me to teach you how to please a man.” That night, I was forced to watch their little performance right in front of me. The next morning, James was furious at my indifference, resenting me for not reacting. However, he seemed to forget that our marriage was nothing but a contract, and in just one week, that contract would expire.

Clover Alcantara is an average girl, struggling with financial problems all that she have wanted was a high paid job. With the recommendation of the old man she helped. Clover thought she hitted a jackpot, only to find herself stuck in a demon's lair. Lucifer Cadrus Costello a serious tycoon that wanted a child in behalf of a surrogacy. How will Clover deal with him? Will it be a simple negotiation? Or there'll be more into it. Her as his child's surrogate mother. Will Clover runaway like she did ten years ago?