Adventure Time In Your Footsteps

WARNING : Rated SPG | Mature Content | R18 Anicka Tiffany Escudero. San Martin's Princess. Maganda. Matalino. Mayaman. Tyron Alexander Montejo. Gwapo. Matalino. Mabuting anak. Ngunit mahirap. Paano kung ang langit mismo ang humalik sa lupa? Akala ni Tyron ay naakyat na niya ang langit nang mahalin siya ni Anicka. Ngunit isa lamang palang pagpapanggap ang lahat. Makalipas ang maraming taon, siya na ngayon ang nasa itaas. Magaawa niya bang kalimutan na lamang ang lahat sa ngalan ng pag-ibig?

I died on my wedding night. Then I woke up—with revenge in my veins and my killer’s uncle in my bed. Betrayed by my husband and murdered by the man I once loved, I get a second chance—reborn one year before my death. This time, I’m done playing nice. I crash my own engagement by announcing an affair with the one man my ex fears: his powerful, brooding billionaire uncle. But what started as a game of revenge spirals into something dangerously real… and I’m carrying his child. Lies. Lust. Loyalty twisted beyond recognition. This time, I’m rewriting the rules—starting with my last name.

Tim Dalman has always wanted to be an actress. Finally landing on her big break in the industry, she finds herself with another problem—she reunites with her ex-boyfriend, Raphael Liu, who also happens to be the screenwriter of the television series she is a part of. Finding out about it, she is faced with different problems in the span of her series shootings as the guy doesn't want to make everything easy for her. She develops hatred for the guy, constantly finding herself in heated arguments between the two of them. Destiny then plays amusingly as their love team becomes popular, forcing her to stick with the guy as she is told to do so if she wants her career to grow. She later finds out the reason why Raphael broke up with her years ago, and is later left with a career-breaking problem that could not only possibly end not only her rising fame, but her improving relationship with Raphael as well.

My husband and I have been legally married for five years. This is the tenth time he's canceled our wedding ceremony. This time? His student, Laura, is competing in her first international violin competition—and he 'needs' to be there. I still remember the last cancellation: an awards ceremony he had to attend with her. The time before that? She fell ill, and he stayed at her hospital bedside. The other times? I've lost count of the excuses, but it doesn't matter. The reason is always Laura. Her needs always outweighed my wedding. My marriage. My life. Fine. If he wanted to stand by Laura so badly, he could stay there forever. This hollow, five-year farce of a marriage? It's over.

Its not all the time that you find yourself in the middle of the old and new lover. For Chloe who thought she had find happiness after so long, found herself in a difficult position when her ex boyfriend turned out to be the younger brother to her husband. The emotional rollercoaster in her was too much for She was in for conflicts, fights and manipulation between the two brother. How will she handle the time bomb and the conflicting emotions coming her way. Will her marriage stand the test

Eight years ago, my cousin Wendy Cooper was involved in a drunk driving hit-and-run. Yet, my parents made sure all the evidence pointed toward me. The victim's family waited outside my school every day with gasoline, threatening to die with me. Because of that, the school took away my guaranteed admission to university. That day, my parents and brother all tried to persuade me. "Wendy's terrified. Just give her your spot to make her feel better." I refused, fought back, and even tried to talk them out of it. But the next day, they handed me over to the police themselves. Lance Stewart, my fiance and a powerful business tycoon, had orchestrated it all. As he was afraid I'd run or cause trouble, he personally pinned several charges on me and sent me to an isolated island prison. He left me with no way out. When my sentence began, he made me a promise. "Esme, just endure it for a few years. I'll get you out once Wendy graduates, and then we'll get married."

On Christmas Eve, my father got the man I had secretly loved for ten years drunk and sent him to my bed. When I woke up the next morning, Roy pulled away from my attempt at a good-morning kiss. His voice was cold and distant as he agreed to marry me. After the wedding, Roy wasted no time submitting a transfer request. He took an overseas post and left. He did not return for five years. I gave birth to our daughter, Eve, alone and waited for him to come back home. When I heard that Roy had finally applied to return to a domestic position, I was overjoyed. I spent days preparing, imagining our first reunion as husband and wife. But even when the clock struck midnight, he still hadn't come home. Our daughter, ever so thoughtful, placed her most treasured possession—a photograph of Roy—into my hands. "Don't cry, Mommy," she said softly. "Look, Daddy's right here." I tried to convince myself that his absence was due to a delayed flight. But later that night, while watching the news, I saw him. He was on a crowded city street, holding a young girl in his arms. Beside him stood a woman, her smile soft and warm. Facing the camera, Roy said, "Being with them is my greatest wish." At that moment, something inside me broke. I wrote up the divorce papers, packed our things, and planned to take Eve to change her identity. I didn't want him anymore. The day before we left, a man I had never met came to see me. He was Roy's father. "You could call me Dad," he said, a faint smile playing on his lips. "But I'd rather you call me Ryan." I told him everything about the past five years—how I had waited, how I had hoped. When I finished, he laughed softly, an unusual warmth in his voice. "If it was just business," he said, "perhaps your father should have tied a bow around me and sent me to your bed instead. But I hold my liquor well—if I ever end up wrapped in a bow, you can be sure it's by choice."

We have always blamed the third person who wanted to snatch another's husband whether it's in novels or in reality. But has anyone ever thought about them? How they feel after seeing the person whom she loved is happy with another person. The story contained how painful it is to see the person you love, who had promised you to grow old, was in bed with another woman. Savannah, who was so in love with Daniel and so did he, suddenly got to know he was getting married. She rushed to him to ask if it was true.. "Savvy, let's break up. You deserve better. " By saying he left from there. She was boiling due to anger, pain and sorrow.. She clenched her fists and said with a smirk, "Daniel, you can only be mine. In this life or in the next life, you can only end up with me and me Or no one. " Since she didn't get him, she would destroy him.. Reminder: the story will contain some violence, sexual assault, murder and bloody incident.

In my past life, my mother kept matchmaking me with a man with violence issues. After being subject to domestic violence, I tearfully called my mother and asked for help. However, she didn't do anything. Ultimately, I died from his violence while pregnant with his child. After I was reborn, my mother ended up being the one to marry him. This delighted me. She had no idea that he had AIDS!

When things gone wrong in Pandora.... August was left with no choice.... Heartbreak.... Lies.... Her death was the key to send her back to Earth.... Going back to earth is her most desired need.... She's back to Earth.... How can she continue living.... When her heart was left in Pandora?