A Saint Who Was Adopted By The Grand Duke

"He was mine first,inagaw mo lang! Binabawi ko lang ang dating akin!" Nag focus na lang si Kathy sa trabaho at naging matagumpay few years later pagkatapos siyang ipagpalit ni Gerald kay Mia.Nag-asawa si Gerald at nagsimulang bumuo ng pamilya then fate led him back to Kathy. Noong una ay away na niyang tanggapin ang trabaho nang malaman na si Kathy pala ang magiging boss niya pero wala siyang choice dahil kailangan niya ng trabaho. At dun na nagsimula, muli na namang nahulog ang loob niya kay Kathy. Paano na ang binuo niyang pamilya kung sa puso at isip niya ay si Kathy ang muling sinisigaw? May posibilidad nga ba na magkaroon sila ng happy ever after ni Kathy kahit kasal siya kay Mia? Si Arvin ay isa pang sakit sa ulo ni Kathy. He is hard to please. Hangang saan ang kayang gawin ni Kathy dito para makuha ang tiwala nito? Kailangan ni Kathy ito kung gusto niyang manatiling mamayagpag ang kumpanyang pinaghirapan niyang itayo.Pero bakit parang sadya nitong pinapahirapan si Kathy? Kailangan ni Kathy na magkaroon ng priority, tuloy ba ang Paghihiganti o Kampay na lang para sa tagumpay?

(COCOK UNTUK PEMBACA YANG MAU MENYAKITI DIRI. CERITA SEDIH, MENGURAS EMOSI JIWA RAGA!) Memilikinya tabu bagiku, mencintai dirinya membuatku semakin terluka dalam. Aku tidak akan pernah menjadi miliknya, karena sebuah kenyataan sial yang menimpa hidupku!

 She glares at me with her mesmerizing eyes. Her lips are contorted in disgust. She glares at me. I hold back my smile, " Excuse me." She says to the passing air hostess, averting her eyes from me. she fully ignores me.        "How can I help you, ma'am? " She asks her.        "Can you please take this dumbass out of my eyes? I don't want this shit around me. " She says with a taste of anger.        My eyes widen. I thank the sunglasses.        ' She is damn rude, man! But I love it. '      "Woh girl! Mind your language. I respect girls. " I couldn't take away the shock from my voice.       She slightly draws her face at my side, "It was decent, you big oaf! Don't compel me to be worse." She coldly glares at me as she'd kill me with her eyes.  Suhana is a beautiful, charming and intelligent girl. She falls in love with a merchant Navy boy. When she asked him, will he marry her? Undoubtedly, gleefully he said yes. He made all the promises to her and showed her dreams of a happy married life. After completing her study, they planned to get married. Everyday she was feeling the depth of their love. He was on a six months' contract on ship. She was eagerly waiting for him. Days were passing, it has been more than six months. He didn't come which shattered her and her dreams completely. To know, will she get her love? Please read…. . )

When your life is starting to mess up not because of what's happening in your sorrounding but because of your own rules. I'd never knew saying my point of view could be a chance for the people to easily judge me. I'd never knew by just loving someone unexpectedly could deeply hurt me more. And I'd never knew saying, "Guilty" could lend me as a happiest person alive. It was hard to accept. It wasn't something I expected that I'm the one, Who's at Fault.

“You! What do you think you're doing?” She squealed, her eyes wide as she scrambled backwards in a panic. He didn't stop and instead, backed her up until she was sandwiched between the wall and himself. His hand grabbed her waist and pulled her flush against him before leaning down till his lips was level with the her ear. “What do you think I'm doing?” His voice was a deep baritone that made her tremble. Her face flushed as she felt the signs of her arousal. He stuck out his tongue and lapped at her earlobe making her tremble and whimper. “Of course, I'm trying to get closer to my Luna.” With that, he didn't wait for her to say her usual protest of “I'm not your Luna” before he captured her lips in his, kissing her till her knees turned to jelly. Laila Reeds felt like her life was the happiest it could be and that nothing could go wrong. Her Alpha loved and cherished her. Her pack was flourishing and she was happy. But good things always come to an end. Laila suddenly finds that everything that her world was built on were lies and what she thought was love was only a ploy to get something from her. Shattered and condemned to death, she thought she wouldn't make it. But then he came. With his silver hair and violet eyes, he descended and killed her enemies while saying “Who dares to touch my mate?” Even with this, Laila wasn't moved as her heart was already dead. “Dead? Her heart is dead? What a joke. Watch how this Luna doting Lycan nurses her heart back to health. Soon, her heart would be beating again and it will be beating only for me.” he proclaimed with a confident smile.

He shattered her heart to avenge a past that wasn’t hers. Now he desires her in his bed—as his wife. Marceline Valino once believed in love. She gave her heart—and her innocence—to Cross Dejava, the boy who whispered promises in the dark, igniting dreams of a forever that felt so real. But by morning, her world was left in ruins. Private photos were leaked, her name dragged through the mud, and at the eye of the storm? Cross, smirking, cold, and ruthless. “You mean nothing to me,” he said, delivering a blow that would leave scars. “You’re just the bastard daughter of my father’s mistress.” His vengeance had never aimed at her heart; it was meant to punish the daughter for her mother’s sins—an ex-lover who had torn his family apart. Pregnant and abandoned, Marceline begged for mercy, but all she received was the echo of his silence. When she lost the child, she lost every last piece of the girl she used to be. Now, five years later, she’s preparing to return—broke, desperate, and willing to do anything to save her ailing mother. Anything… except this. Because the man extending a lifeline isn’t a savior. It’s Cross. And he has no desire for her heartfelt apologies; he craves her complete submission. A contract marriage awaits her. No love. No escape. No mercy. But Marceline isn’t the naive girl he once broke. She’s a woman who has risen from the ashes, ready to play his game. And as the pieces of their lives fall into place, she’s determining when—exactly—she will ignite a fire that could burn it all down. The future promises a reckoning, and she's preparing to seize it.

My three-year-old son looked nothing like my husband. Suspicious, my father-in-law secretly took my son for a paternity test. The results showed that there was no biological relationship between them. Furious and humiliated, my father-in-law erupted in anger, hurling insults at me and even threatening to kill us. My husband, just as enraged, slapped me hard across the face. "You shameless wrench! You've made me raise another man's child for three years!" As I stared at their accusing faces, I calmly produced another report—the paternity test between my husband and his father. It confirmed they weren't biologically related either. Their expressions froze in shock. With a faint smile, I said, "Looks like we don't know for sure who isn't part of this family, do we?"

At the class session joined by the school leaders and officials from the Department of Education, my lecture PPT was swapped for a sensational "Mistress's Charge Letter". "Charge one. Willingly being the other woman makes her an unsuitable role model for students." "Charge two. Attempting to secure a higher position through sex." "Charge three. Menacing the lawful wife with the absurd hope of advancing through pregnancy." Amidst the leaders and officials, my husband's illegitimate child accused me of disrupting her parents' marriage. In the name of "expelling the mistress to achieve justice", she coerced me, the true wife, into a humiliating bow to the mistress. I confronted my husband upon his arrival, "Care to explain? Why didn't I know that you had an illegitimate daughter?" He responded with a strike to the girl's face. "Where are you from, you unruly child? You're so ill-mannered!"

When the criminal tortured me to death, I was three-month pregnant. But my husband Mark - the city's most prominent detective - was at the hospital with his first love Emma, accompanying her for her medical checkup. Three days ago, he demanded me to donate my kidney to Emma. When I refused, telling him I was two months pregnant with our child, his eyes had turned cold. "Stop lying," he had snarled. "You're just being selfish, trying to let Emma die." He pulled over on the dark highway. "Get out," he ordered. "Walk home since you're so heartless. " I stood there in the darkness and was kidnapped by the vengeful criminal, whom Mark had once imprisoned. He cut out my tongue. With cruel satisfaction, he used my phone to call my husband. Mark's response was brief and cold: "Whatever it is, Emma's medical checkup is more important! She needs me right now." The criminal let out a dark chuckle. "Well, well... Seems like the great detective values his ex's life more than his current wife's." When Mark arrived at the crime scene hours later, he was horrified by the brutality inflicted on the corpse. He angrily condemned the murderer for treating a pregnant woman so cruelly But he didn't recognize that the mutilated body before him was his own wife - me.

When Eliot Duke, a self-made man crosses his path with Raquel Roswell, he thought that he finally has the woman of his dreams, but fate seems to play a dangerous game. Raquel is married—and he, the greatest Billionaire of his time had just become her illicit lover. ** What Raquel and Eliot shared in Bali was magical. It was more than their pleasure. It was more than the libido they had drowned themselves, and Eliot thought that Raquel was the woman made for him, but she disappeared without any trace, gone without giving him a chance to ask her to become his lover. When fate allows him to meet her again—Raquel was afraid, because she too longs for the man she meets on that beach. One of the greatest scandals. The betrayal of a wife, and a downfall of a man. Will Eliot’s love for Raquel overcome her betrayal, or is she worth going against his principles and his prime?