Arti Champagne Confetti

On the day of Zephyr’s art exhibition, I saw people stand around a portrait of myself. My cheeks were flushed, and I was bare. My posture was the one we used in bed last week for fun. Zephyr even got the mole on my chest right. As people stared at me mockingly, I demanded, “Why did you do this to me?” He was unbothered. “It’s not as if I asked you to sleep with someone else.” But he did let people see how I looked when I was having an intimate moment with my own boyfriend! “It’s just a painting. Why are you being so petty?” I was stunned by the mockery in Zephyr’s gaze. Then, I called my assistant. “I’m attending the international art festival as the organizer.”

“I like pretty little girls who obey instructions before complaining. They don’t get to be punished.” His stubble brushed against my face and a low moan escaped me. Damn him! “Stay like this. Don’t move an inch.” What? “And for an entire week, this would be the only piece of material you get to put on.” Again, what?! ~+~ Camila Rose Frost, a club stripper, never expected her life to take such a turn. When he abusive boyfriend and boss entered into a contract with the enigmatic business tycoon, Lorenzo King Calloway. What starts as a business transaction quickly spirals into something far more intense. Bound by a contract and drawn into King's world, Camila finds herself struggling between separating from king to saving herself from his obsessed lover and a growing affection for him.

At my wedding, the giant screen that's supposed to show our photos suddenly switches to the groom's assistant's prenatal exam report. It clearly shows that he is the child's father. The assistant looks flustered and panicked as she rushes to apologize to me. The groom, on the other hand, stays perfectly calm and offers an explanation like it's no big deal. "I took pity on her because she got pregnant out of wedlock, so I went with her to the appointment and left my name. I'm going to be her kid's godfather, too." The day of her exam was also the day I went for my very first prenatal checkup. Everyone thinks I'll break down, but I simply reach up and tear off my veil. Then, I calmly schedule an abortion. "She really is pitiful, being pregnant without a partner by her side. She deserves this wedding more than I do." Then, I raise my champagne glass to congratulate him. "Congratulations to you both. May your shotgun wedding be a happy one, especially since it's happening with a bun in the oven."

Ang pag-ibig ay isang laro na puno ng hiwaga at roller coaster. Si Champagne Miranda, ang nag-iisang anak ng bilyonaryo at tagapagmana ng Miranda Empire, na nagmamay-ari ng sikat na restaurant chain at pastry outlet sa buong bansa. Si Champagne ay isang dalaga, napabayaan sa kusina ngunit pinalaki ng mag-asawang Mercy at Herbert, mga bilyonaryo at sikat na chef. 5 years niyang crush si Stephan, ang anak ng kanilang driver, at ang kanyang unang pag-ibig. Ngunit sa likod ng matatamis na ngiti at force marriage, isang masakit na lihim ang unti-unting sumira sa kanyang puso. Natikman ni Champagne ang pinakamatinding sakit – pagtataksil mula sa lalaking pinakaminahal niya. Sa kanilang mismong tahanan, nakita niyang pinaglalaruan siya ng asawang si Stephan at ang kabit nitong si Pia Vasquez. Ang tagpong iyon ang nagbukas ng sugat na hindi lamang tumagos sa kanyang puso kundi nagdulot ng trahedyang nawala sa kanya ang pinakamahalagang bagay sa kanyang buhay – ang kanyang anak. Sa gitna ng dilim, isang estranghero ang naging sagot sa kanyang panalangin. Si Vash Delos Santos, isang tall, dark, and handsome billionaire at isang cosmetic surgeon na may-ari ng Vlash Aesthetic, sikat na cosmetic surgery clinic sa Bangkok at sa Pilipinas. Isang makapangyarihan at magiting na cosmetic surgeon ang nagbigay sa kanya ng pagkakataong bumangon mula sa pagkakadapa. Sa tulong ni Vash, hindi lamang muling nabuo ang kanyang pagkatao – nabago rin ang kanyang anyo. Ngayon, si Champagne ay hindi na ang mahina at inosenteng babaeng minsang minanipula ng kasinungalingan. Siya ay naging isang matatag, makapangyarihan, at kaakit-akit na reyna, handang harapin ang kanyang mga kaaway. Ngunit sa kanyang puso, may nananatiling tanong: sa paghihiganti ba siya tunay na makakatagpo ng kapayapaan? O sa piling ni Vash, ang lalaking nagbigay ng liwanag sa kanyang madilim na kahapon, siya ay matututo ulit magmahal?

I never thought I'd end up severely injured and lose my baby on my wedding day. That day, I walked toward my husband full of excitement, only to watch him rush right past me and straight into the arms of his secretary. Confused, I turned around and saw someone in a wedding dress lying on the ground, blood pooling beneath her. It was his secretary, Quinn Fable. Steve York, my soon-to-be husband, panicked and scooped her up, but Quinn stared at me with tearful eyes, crying, “Summer, I ate the candy you gave me… Why would you want to hurt my baby? Please, Steve, save our child… please…” Steve was beside himself with rage. Without a second thought, he kicked me hard in the stomach. I collapsed into the champagne tower, shards of glass embedding into my skin. Blood poured from between my legs. Yet, they still clung to each other, crying bitterly as if I didn't exist. When the ambulance arrived, they didn't even hesitate to push me aside to save her first. “Forget about her!” Steve shouted. “Save Quinn! She's lost so much blood. She must be in terrible pain! As for Summer, that vicious witch… she deserves to die!” Due to the delay, I suffered a ruptured uterus and missed the window for proper treatment. And as if that wasn't enough, Steve personally announced that our marriage was null and void. He marched straight to the clerk's office with Quinn and made it official. On my ICU bed, I received a text from him. “Pack your things and get out. Quinn wants you out of her sight.”

I arranged a lavish dinner cruise in Alpha Lucien Grimfang's honor. However, I mistakenly wore the ceremonial gown that had once belonged to his late Luna, Sylvia Wilder. In front of all the guests, his ten-year-old son, Rhett Grimfang, suddenly rammed me into the champagne tower. The shattered crystal glasses left deep cuts across my skin. "Don't think that you can replace my mother just because you're wearing her sacred gown! You're nothing but a dog—obedient and always at my father's beck and call! Don't you dare dream of claiming a Luna's honor!" His cold, scornful expression mirrored Lucien's perfectly. "I can make you leave anytime I want!" I forced myself to look up at the pup I had raised. "Don't trouble yourself. Tomorrow, I'll submit my resignation to the Elder Council and leave for good."

In "Unexpected Arrangement," Emily Rhodes, finds herself in a desperate situation when her mother falls ill and needs an expensive surgery. Emily is determined to find a way to raise the money, but her efforts are thwarted when she accidentally spills champagne on billionaire Gabriel Specter, the host of the event at a high-end charity event where she is working. Humiliated and without a job, Emily struggles to make ends meet. She eventually lands a position as a housemaid for a wealthy couple, but quickly discovers that the job is not what it seems. The couple is seeking a surrogate mother, and they offer Emily a million-dollar cheque to carry their child. Despite her reservations, Emily agrees to the arrangement, hoping that the money will be enough to pay for her mother's surgery. As the due date approaches, Emily's emotions are thrown into turmoil as she tries to reconcile her growing feelings for Gabriel with the reality of their arrangement. With her mother's health at stake, her heart and life on the line, Emily must make a difficult a decision that will change the course of her life forever. What happens if Emily gets accepted by Gabriel Specter? Their burning hatred just might lead to something else. And with the dark secrets surrounding the Specters, Emily might get burnt in the way.

Je suis entrée en fauteuil roulant dans le salon de réception que Wells avait préparé pour mon anniversaire, l'immense salle, qui bourdonnait d'animation quelques instants plus tôt, s'est figée quand ils m'ont aperçue. Ils sont tous venus ici pour leurs propres raisons, mais certainement pas pour célébrer mon anniversaire. « Voilà donc la fiancée handicapée du président Wells, mademoiselle Joy ? » « Oui, mais le vrai amour n'existe qu'entre Wells et Anna, je les ai vus s'embrasser dans un coin à l'instant. » Ils dissimulaient leurs murmures derrière leurs coupes de champagne, persuadés que j'étais toujours cette ancienne invalide muette et sourde. Mais ce qu'ils ne savaient pas que, depuis la semaine dernière, j'ai recouvré l'ouïe, aujourd'hui, je perçois chacune de leurs railleries. Mon fiancé, Wells, se tenait à l'écart sans rien faire pour défendre mon honneur. Il avait semblé oublier que c'est pour le protéger que j'ai sacrifié ma mobilité, le jour de l'accident, c'est moi qui l'ai écarté de la trajectoire de la voiture, me jetant sous ses roues. Lorsqu'on m'a ramenée à la vie, Wells avait juré de rester à mes côtés pour prendre soin de moi pour toujours. Mais après trois ans, tout a changé. Mon téléphone a vibré. « Mademoiselle Joy, la réplique de votre corps est prête. Répondez 'CONFIRMER' pour activer immédiatement le service de fausse mort. Nous livrerons la dépouille à votre noce avec Monsieur Wells dans cinq jours.  » Sans hésiter, j'ai tapé « CONFIRMER  ». Wells, je te souhaite un merveilleux jour de noces.

I was the prime example of an understanding wife. The Supporting wife. The loving wife. The faithful wife. The trusting wife. I did everything. I gave my husband everything. Ten years of my life. My inheritance. My heart. And in the end, he repaid me with a suprise second family. He repaid me with A mistress and A daughter. That was the result of everything I ever gave him. But Here’s the thing—my husband thinks I’m stupid. He thinks I’m a fool, blinded by love. He mistook my loyalty for weakness. But he doesn’t know me. He underestimated the things I would do. He underestimated the thin line between love and hate. He underestimated me. And now, I crave revenge. He’s about to find out—revenge is a dish best served…with a glass of champagne to celebrate.

It’s not the proposal Cinderella received, but this sexy prince’s proposition will change my life forever… Mysterious and darkly handsome Nick Angelini, of royal descent, requests a secluded patio table at the rundown crab shack I’m desperate to buy and remodel—and he orders champagne for two. This is where he makes one incredibly stunning proposition. To me. Somehow, he knows my name, Bailey Storm. Somehow, he knows I want this property. Somehow… He knows all the right words to murmur about making my dreams come true and just the right way to sweep strands of hair from my face that sends a shiver down my spine. With hot sex and decadent evenings suddenly looming on the horizon, I’m considering giving him a royal heir in exchange for a restaurant. Seriously.