7 Years Lyrics Saosin

Nang dahil sa isang kasulatan mababago ang buhay ni Avyanna Elyse Concepcion para matulungan niya ang pamilyang matagal na kaibigan ng pamilya niyang itaguyod muli ang kompanya ng mga Gonzales ay mapipilitan siya magpakasal. Sa Isang lalaking gusto niya ngunit kinamumuhian siya, bukod pa roon kailangan niya ilihim dito na lugi na ang kompanya nito. Mapipilitan silang magsama sa i-isang bubong. Ngunit hindi tulad ng ordinaryong mag-asawa na mahal ang isa't isa, Kung di tulad ng isang aso't pusa na nag aaway. Paano kung mahulog ng isa sa kanila? Magiging totoo kaya ang kanilang kasal? All Rights Reserved -4EROXOTIC

Ini sepenggal kisah masa lalu yang belum usai antara Mahendra dan Hanami. "Aku mohon menikahlah denganku. Aku akan menebus semua kebodohan masa lalu kita. Aku janji akan membahagiakan kamu dan anak kita." "Jangan harap. Di antara kita hanyalah masa lalu. Jangan mimpi aku mau menikah denganmu." "Lihat saja, suatu saat aku akan membuatmu yakin dengan apa yang aku niatkan. Kamu akan menjadi milikku satu-satunya sampai hayat hidupku." "Gila." "Iya, aku memang sudah tergila-gila denganmu."

I had been in love with Anton Stark for fifteen years, and it was always sweet until another woman appeared. He began to act distant and used every trick to force me into a divorce. I clung to him desperately, even though I was battered and bruised, hoping he would change his mind. But eventually, I woke up. Some relationships should come to an end.

As I was cleaning up the house, I noticed something had fallen out of the cabinet my wife always kept locked tight. I remembered Megan's constant warnings. "That cabinet holds all our family's important records. If anything gets lost, there's no getting it back. Just leave it alone and don't touch it." Worried something valuable might have fallen out, I rushed to pick it up. But what I found was a thick stack of remittance slips. From forty years ago to now, every month, my wife had been sending money to the same account. And that's when it hit me. My wife had been lying to me. The money I'd been pouring into this family had been flowing right out, into the hands of someone else.

My husband threw me into the crocodile pit to help his childhood sweetheart, who was a KOL, gain popularity. To make the live stream more realistic, he personally tossed bait at me. “Have you not eaten? My grandma can run faster than you!” He watched as I bled from my abdomen, believing I was just pretending to be pitiful. When I asked for a divorce, he kicked me to the ground. “Since you love pretending to be pitiful to ask for a divorce, why didn’t you just let the crocodile kill you?” I handed him a medical report. “My child died because of you. Does this count as pretending to be pitiful?”

The nights in Vicente were a coexistence of order and gunfire. Tonight was the wedding, ten years overdue, between Anthony Oliver, the don of the Oliver mafia family, and Mabel Samson, the woman who had stood beside him through bloodshed, betrayals, and underworld wars. A top-tier luxury hotel had been cleared by the family's soldati. Below them glittered a sea of city lights; above them bloomed fireworks commissioned for the future Donna alone. The man known for his ruthlessness knelt on one knee with a rare diamond ring, his eyes filled with rare tenderness. "Mabel," he said, "you walked through hell at my side. Let me give you peace for the rest of your life." It seemed that all the sacrifices and patience had finally led somewhere. However, just as Mabel's fingers were about to touch the ring, a piercing scream came from above. "Don't! Anthony! Save me!" That single cry drew all of Anthony's attention away. The girl was not unfamiliar to Mabel. Two years earlier, Anthony's twin brother had been tortured to death by a rival mafia family while covering his retreat. His body was never recovered. And Cheryl Reyes was the fiancée he had protected with his life. Mabel watched as the man she loved abandoned everything without hesitation and ran toward another woman. She stepped forward and tried to stop him. "Don't go. The wedding isn't over." However, when their eyes met, the Don accused her coldly of being heartless and selfish. And in that moment, Mabel felt tired. Perhaps it was time, just once, to choose herself over the Family.

I've been mated to Alpha Alaric Goremane for five years, and I'm still a virgin. On the night he claims me, I stand before him, naked. With my heart pounding against my chest, I muster the courage to step forward and wrap my arms around him. But he pulls away, and then comes the words that lingered in my head for years like a devil's whisper. "I'm sorry, Kyna. I have severe germaphobia and can't handle physical intimacy. Please give me some time." In that moment, my heart plunges into the abyss. But when I see the torment in his eyes, I convince myself that he doesn't love me any less. He's just sick, and all I have to do is wait. So, I wait for five long years. On our fifth mating anniversary, I cross thousands of miles in a raging storm just to see the look of delight on his face when I surprise him. Sure enough, I see the warmth in his eyes and gentleness in his expression. But what a pity… it isn't for me. The Alpha, who claims to be an obsessive clean freak, is on one knee before his childhood sweetheart. He gently slips off her rain-soaked heels, dries her feet, and warms her cold toes with the heat of his palm. It's as if that's the most natural thing in the world, and as if his world holds no one else. He sighs. "Serene, how many times have I told you that you'll catch a cold? What would you do without me?" In that instant, the last of my delusions shatters. I finally realize that his germaphobia is selective, and I'm simply the one he can't bear to touch. Instead of making a fuss, I slip off the ring I've worn for five years and walk into the storm without looking back. Later, I hear he tries to win me back with the most expensive roses in the city. But the Kyna Lupen who loves him is long gone.

My boyfriend's childhood sweetheart, Janine Swettenham, returned to the pack, alone and heavily pregnant. To protect her reputation, Aiden Monroe decided to mark her. I asked him in disbelief, "What about me? What about our baby?" He just shrugged and said, "Janine’s not like you. I’m the only family she has left. She can’t handle the gossip. Just wait for me. Once she has the baby, I’ll mark you." However, Aiden forgot that I don’t have any family either. While the entire pack mocked and slandered me for being pregnant out of wedlock, Aiden was by Janine’s side, holding her hand through every hospital visit. That’s when I finally understood that some favoritism didn’t need a reason. I left in fury. Then, the accident happened. I lost the baby. Broken and numb, I chose to walk away from it all. I left both him and the pack, vanishing from his world completely. Five years later, I returned, accompanying my mate on a business trip to the Silverglade Pack. Craving the taste of old memories, I went to the pack restaurant alone. I never expected to run into Aiden again. He looked at me with that same cold gaze and said, "You’ve caused enough trouble, haven’t you? The kid must be four by now. Bring him back. He can grow up alongside Janine’s child."

Sejak kecil Aret tinggal bersama anak-anak lainnya di yayasan yang didirikan oleh kerajaan, akan tetapi ia merasa ada hal yang salah. Para penguasa, mereka yang menyebut diri mereka sebagai jiwa sang kristal— para kaisar seakan tutup mata dengan apa yang sedang terjadi. Apa yang dipikirkan oleh kaisar Ruby ketika seluruh Obscure api kehilangan kekuatan dan rumah mereka? Ia harus menemukan kaisar itu dan memukul wajahnya! Hanya saja, sesuatu tidak terduga terjadi dan Aret mulai mengetahui setiap rahasia yang tersembunyi. Apa yang akan ia lakukan? Siapa yang salah? Siapa yang benar? Siapa yang ia lawan? Siapa musuh yang harus ia hadapi? Apa itu kebenaran? Hanya dia yang bisa menjawab pertanyaan itu.

Setelah tujuh hari kematian ibu, suasana rumah berubah mencekam. Suara rintihan kerap kali terdengar dari kamarnya. Aku pun melihat, ibu sedang membenturkan kepalanya ke jalan. Ada apa dengan kematian ibu?