After My Death

My mate Ryan's first love Sarah Blackwood and I both had eight-year-old sons. Sarah's boy killed an innocent wolf. Instead of facing pack law, my mate asked our child to take the blame for Sarah's son. "Marcus will only serve five years in Silver Prison," Ryan growled at me. "Sarah and Jamie have no protection – exile will kill them both! Our son is strong enough to survive this!" While he rushed them abroad for a vacation to escape justice, his parents' guards dragged our innocent pup to prison. By the time Ryan returned, I disappeared.

The day before Chris Carter and I were supposed to get engaged, my parents sent me to prison. Three years later, when I was finally released, Chris was the only one who came to pick me up. I knew he despised me. I trembled, keeping my head down, hoping to slip away unnoticed. But he blocked my path, frowning. “Emily York? You stink.” He pinched his nose and told me to get in the car. I fell to my knees, desperately begging him not to take me home. If he did, I would die. He looked at me with chilling indifference and said, “Then go ahead and die.” I agreed. But later, he cried and begged me to stay alive.

When I was ten, I bugged my brother to come home for my birthday. He died in a plane crash that day. They never found his body. After that, my parents saw me as a total screw-up. They blamed me for his death. Every year on his memorial day, they forced me to kneel at the cemetery and repent my mistakes. I did that for eight years. I figured I'd spend my whole life paying for it. But on my 18th birthday, some creep stalked and murdered me. Right before I died, I tried calling for help. But my mom chewed me out. "I bet you're just dodging your duty to make up for James. You're full of crap. If you hadn't forced him to come back, he would have been alive. This is what you deserve." She hung up, leaving me staring at the dead screen. My last hope was dashed. She was right. Someone like me meant nothing but bad luck to those around me. I didn't deserve to exist. But then, eight years after his death, James showed up with his pregnant wife. When they heard I was gone, they fell apart.

Isang call girl si Frances. Hindi niya iyon ikinahiya sa maraming tao dahil alam niyang doon siya kumukuha ng kaniyang pantustos sa kaniyang araw-araw na pangangailangan. Bagaman sa sex at pera lang din naman ang umiikot ang buhay niya. Pero isang araw na may tumawag sa kaniyang Amerikano na nagngangalang Jony. Para sa isang gabi, paparausan siya nito, isang malaking halaga ang ibabayad nito. Hindi na nagpakipot si Frances. Pera at sex lang ang nasa isip niya at iyon ang kagustuhan niya. Bagaman, hindi niya alam na dahil sa kliyente niyang si Jony, unti-unting nagbago ang kaniyang buhay. Jony is a clingy, sweet, annoying, and wild. Ito rin ang dahilan kung bakit nalilito na siya sa kaniyang sarili dahil ang sabi nito, ito ay ang kaniyang asawa. Gayunpaman, hindi siya naniniwala. Lalo pa ay wala naman siyang naalala na naikasal siya sa isang Jony Guevara.

Nasagad na ang pasensya ni Everly Golloso sa asawa niya ng tatlong taon na si Roscoe De Andrade nang mahulog siya sa pool kasama ang lantarang sidechick nitong si Lizzy Rivera. Dala ng nag-uumapaw na sama ng loob sa nangyari ay walang ngimi na pinirmahan ng babae ang divorce agreement nila. Nag-alsabalutan siya at tuluyang iniwan ang kanilang villa. Ngayong malaya na si Everly at kaya na niyang gawin ang lahat ng gusto niya, doon naman matatauhan si Roscoe na maghahabol; ang asawa ni Everly na tanging pagtanaw lang naman ng utang na loob ang dahilan para manatili sa tabi ni Lizzy. Utang na loob na hindi naman dapat sa babae ang credit kung hindi ay kay Everly. Sa panibagong yugto at realization ni Roscoe, paano niya ibabalik sa dati ang pagmamahal ni Everly? Mabayaran ba ang lahat ng hirap at mga sakripisyo niya sa bandang huli?

One week after my death, my husband, Christopher Ford, was making love on our bed with his one true love. His face showed pure satisfaction. "Finally, I don’t have to deal with that bar hostess anymore." Later, he held my belongings, weeping with regret. "Phoebe, why haven’t you come back?" It seemed he had forgotten that he had already pushed me to my death that night. I was forced to donate my bone marrow to his one true love, and I died, along with our unborn child.

After betrayal scorched her world, Jade Miller plays her cards right—even if she’s always been the extra child, the forgotten one behind Scarlett, the golden sister. One night and kiss with Kain Wolf—her sister’s most prized possession—was supposed to be revenge. A distraction. A bold statement. But when Kain kisses her back like he’s claiming what’s already his, the game changes. Because Kain doesn’t play pretend. He’s dominant. Obsessive. Dangerous. And he’s bleeding with a promise: make Jade his wife. But in a world where love is weaponized, reputations are rewritten, and identities stolen— What happens when Jade is no longer the woman at the altar? Every fairytale needs a bride. But some stories rewrite the rules. Scarlett always played the queen. Jade was just the pawn. But this time? The pawn might just take the king… In a deadly game of substitutes.

Si Jom Tan ay isang mag-aaral ng Architecture sa Kaicheng University. Kilala siya bilang cold, snob at masungit na lalaki sa kanilang eskwelahan. Bagamat masungit ay may itinatago rin itong kabaitan. Si Clowie Trugillo naman ay isang mag-aaral ng Fashion Design sa Senwell University. She is known to be the soft-hearted and kind-hearted person. She is also an Artist, she was once held an exhibit for her arts. Isang araw, nagtagpo ang mga landas nila. She was being friendly to him but he just ignored her. Pero hindi iyon ang dahilan para hindi siya magustuhan ni Clowie. Jom was the reason why Clowie transferred to Kaicheng University. In that school, nakilala si Clowie bilang isang spoiled brat na walang ibang ginawa kung hindi ang magpapansin kay Jom. She has many haters on that school but she was thankful she got to meet her only friend, Jeane. Napaka-pursigido ni Clowie na makuha ang loob ni Jom. She supported him in every ways she can. She doesn't care about what people say around her kahit pa nagmumukha na siyang tanga at kawawa. Not until, nakita niya si Jom na nagpropose kay Jelly, ang childhood sweetheart nito. She's badly hurt emotionally. That same day, she was invited to an event. She didn't know she'd be in big trouble that would make Jom loathe her. Mamahalin pa kaya ni Jom si Clowie? Mapapatawad pa kaya siya nito kung sarado na ang puso't isipan ng binata? Let's find out by reading their story!

My pregnant sister jumps off the roof of my new apartment, and my brother-in-law calls me hysterically, telling me to hurry home. I turn off my phone and continue binge-watching my show. In my past life, I hurried home to try to save my sister, but my brother-in-law accused me of abusing her, causing her to fall into depression. He claimed that was why she'd jumped off the building. The police verified that my sister was abused before her death. There were injuries all over her body and traces of an abortion pill in her stomach. My mother hated me to the core because of this. She pummeled me before disowning me. I was cyberbullied and fired by my company. After losing everything, I headed home in despair and ended my life. When I open my eyes again, I'm taken back to the day my sister took her life.

Angelique Cruz is just a normal 22-year-old Filipina living out her last vacation as a college senior to the fullest before going into the work force. But during her vacation trip with her friends, she makes a startling discovery: she is, in fact, the reincarnation of goddess Persephone. With this, she is forced to turn her back on her peaceful, average life and face a strange, antique world of myth and magic. Between longing for her previous life and adjusting to her newfound identity, she also finds herself at odds with Fran Treloar, the reincarnation of Hades and her supposed husband. Cold and demanding, he gave her no choice but to put up with a contract marriage with him. With the two of them bickering at first sight, will there be a possibility for cooperation, or even. . affection?