Awalan No Xl

[Aksidenteng nakipaglandian sa isang maalamat na kilalang tao, desperado siyang humingi ng tulong sa internet.] Matapos pagtaksilan ng hayop at ng kanyang ate, si Catherine ay sinumpa na maging tita ng walang hiyang couple! Dahil dito, nagkaroon siya ng interes sa tito ng kanyang ex-boyfriend. Huli na ng malaman niya na na ito ay mas mayaman at mas gwapo kaysa sa kanyang ex-boyfriend. Simula noon, siya ay naging romantikong asawa sa tito ng kanyang ex-boyfriend at laging nakipaglandian sa kanya. Kahit na ang lalaki ay hindi siya pinapansin, wala siyang pakialam hanggat magawa niyang mapanatili ang kanyang pagkatao bilang tita ng kanyang ex-boyfriend. Isang araw, biglang napagtanto ni Catherine na nakikipaglandian siya sa maling tao! Ang lalaking kanyang nilalandi ay hindi tito ng kanyang hayop na iyon! Nabaliw si Catherine. “Ayoko na. Gusto ko na ng divorce!” Si Shaun ay wala ng masabi. Ang iresponsable niyang babae! Kung gusto niya na kumuha ng divorce, kung gayon mangarap na lang siya!

Sa kahirapan ng buhay ay namulat ang isang bilyonaryang si Glory Belle Padilla Arevallo. Noon ay wala pang kaalam-alam ang babae sa totoo niyang pagkatao at sa tunay niyang mga magulang. Lumaki siya sa pamilyang puno ng pagkukunwari. Lingid sa kaalaman niya, binalak ng tumayong magulang niya'ng ibenta siya sa bahay-aliwan para maging bayaran at maruming uri ng babae. Iyon daw ay para mabayaran niya ang mga sakripsisyo ng pamilya sa pagpapalaki sa kaniya. Wala nang nagawa si Glory Belle sa naging plano ng mag-asawa. Sa kaunting halaga ay nagawa siyang ipagpalit ng mga ito nang ganoon kadali. Ang masaklap pa, hindi nga siya naibenta bilang babaeng nagbibigay ng aliw pero mas higit pa roon ang kinasasadlakan niya-- ang maikasal sa isang lalaking hindi niya at mahal na isang matandang halos dalawampung taon ang tanda sa kaniya---si Samson Aguirre na isa nang biyudo, kilala sa lipunan at mula sa mayamang angkan! May isang anak na lalaki ang matanda na nangangalang si Loid Xavier Favila Aguirre. Ang inaasahang pilegro ni Glory Belle/ Yzza sa kamay ni DOn Samson ay mas malala pa pala sa inaasahan niya! Ayaw kasi ng binata na ikasal ang Dad niya o may pumalit sa namayapang ina nito. Ginawa ng binata ang lahat para siraan siya sa Dad nito at dumihan ang pangalan niya. Paano kung ang pagnanais ni Loid na hindi maikasal siya sa Dad nito ay may mas malalim pang dahilan? Paano kung this time, si Loid na mismo ang gustong mapasakaniya ang babae? Paano nga ba ni Glory Belle haharapin ang katotohanang ampon lamang siya ng kaniyang Itay Ramon at Inay Miriam at ang solong dahilan kung bakit gusto siyang ipakasal sa DOn ay dahil din sa kaniyang pagkatao? Paano mahahanap ng isang nawawalang bilyonaryang ang daan pauwi sa mga totoong nagmamahal sa kaniya?

I was on a business trip out of town when I got a text from my neighbor. [Can you and your husband keep it down? Also, one of your undies fell onto my balcony.] Shocked, I opened the photo she had sent. The underwear wasn't even my style, but it matched the one I'd seen in my husband's online shopping cart. He'd told me it was a gift for me, but I remember noticing the size—it was one size larger than mine. When confronted with the neighbor's message, my husband swore that the house must've been broken into and claimed the intruder left the item behind. But something about his story didn't sit right, so I decided to dig further. That was when I stumbled upon his social media. His latest post was just three words. [I bought this.] It was paired with a photo of a lingerie gift set. Beneath it, there was a comment. [I'm wearing it.] Attached was a picture of a woman's legs—and the unmistakable background of my living room. The evidence was undeniable. I packed up the underwear and brought it straight to the police. "My husband says our house was broken into. This was left behind by the intruder, and it might have DNA on it."

My husband asked me if bras were more comfortable without underwire, and I was happy that he had finally become more mature. The next day, his assistant snatched the parcel I received in the mail, saying that it had the wrong address. That night, I saw Samantha Davis post on her social media, with the caption, “My boyfriend bought this for me. Isn’t it pretty?” It was a selfie taken in a hotel mirror, and there was a beautifully decorated box containing a bra lying beside her. So, as it turned out, it was not that men became mature later in life, it was that you weren’t the one they were willing to become mature for. Naturally, I gave the post a like and took a screenshot before sending it to my husband. "What a waste. You could have gotten an 20% discount if you bought the whole set."

Ketika hasrat akan perempuan tak pernah tercukupi dengan seorang perempuan saja, Arya Wibisana, arsitek berumur 35 tahun, bertualang dengan banyak perempuan meski ia sudah memiliki istri yang manis bernama Vina Anisa. Seorang istri yang merelakan dirinya menjadi bagian dari petualangan cinta lelaki yang dicintainya. Petualangan yang kadang melibatkan perannya agar tak menghalangi langkah Arya. Vina merelakan suaminya untuk bercinta DENGAN PEREMPUAN LAIN TAPI TIDAK MEMBAGI CINTANYA. Mungkinkah hal tersebut dilakukan, atau jangan-jangan, keputusan Vina akan menjadi awalan dari sebuah malapetaka?

A few weeks before our wedding, Rodney Luther's stepmother, Jessica Flaine, posts a photo on her social media. In the photo, she's wearing the wedding dress I picked out, holding a bouquet of red roses, and shyly leaning toward Rodney, asking for a kiss. The caption reads—"Dreams fulfilled." I don't call Rodney in tears or throw a fit like I used to. I simply like the post and leave a comment. "Screenshot sent to Rodney's father." Not long after, Jessica deletes the post, and Rodney's phone call follows immediately. "Ivana, you're being so petty! The rest of my days belong to you. It's only today that I'm fulfilling a small dream of Jessica's. Hurry up and explain things to my dad! "Come on, be good. I've got a gift for you." A scoff escapes me. "Rodney, do you hear me clearly? Go explain it to your father yourself!"

He is the unchallenged Alpha of the Shadow pack. He crushes my hand, lets his true love drive me to the brink, and forces me to lick wolfsbane from my wounds in the punishment chamber, turning me into the pack's laughingstock. I am the Lunar pack's pawn in a political bonding. After enduring three years of humiliation and clutching enemy intelligence, I overturn his throne during the Moon Ceremony, making him watch helplessly as his beloved betrays him and his pack descends into chaos. Later, he backs down. He abdicates as Alpha and gets down on his knees at the pack's border every day, his voice hoarse from shouting, "I was wrong." I hold a blood-stained dagger, my gaze icy as I say, "Your regret is deadlier than wolfsbane and worth even less than my life." Our bonding is a calculated trap, and revenge is the move I am determined to play. Winning him back no longer matters. This time, I am not turning back. I want nothing but his endless remorse and the chance to break my chains and begin a new life.

My husband, Gideon Huber, is a self-righteous hypocrite. He used my money to fund an impoverished student's education fees, forced me to donate my kidney to a homeless man, and even gave my newborn to a human trafficker. Now that I'm reborn, I finally found out why Gideon had done all those things to me in my past life. Apparently, he was bound to the virtue system in my past life. This time, the system has chosen me as its host. Well then, Gideon, please enjoy the feats of "justice" I shall perform on you!

As the Mafia principessa, my dad banned men from my life growing up for my protection. However, when I turned twenty, my mom suddenly started arranging blind dates for me. “Please. Just go meet him.” “Mom, I’m only twenty. Am I supposed to get married already?” I didn’t understand her urgency. “I know, I know, but—” After hesitating for a long time, I finally said what was really bothering me. “The guy you introduced is almost fifty. He’s old enough to be my dad!” There was a pause on the other end of the line. Then my mom spoke carefully. “Well, actually… it’s possible he really is your father. I was young and foolish back then. More daddies, more options, right?” My silence must have been deafening because she hurried to backtrack. “Okay, okay. He is a little older, but he’s seriously handsome! A daddy among daddies. Incubus‑level hot!”

My husband lies to me about working late on Christmas Day. I know he wants to give me a surprise—I saw a jewelry set worth millions of dollars in his pocket. However, all I receive is the news of him pretending to be Santa Claus as he delivers a gift to his female secretary. She flaunts it on social media. "You're the most precious Christmas gift I've gotten." My husband changes the background photo on his social media to a photo of them together. I smile and like the post. Later, the secretary comes to me and smugly says she's pregnant. Meanwhile, I pull out a diagnosis report verifying that my husband is sterile. "Checkmate!" She visibly panics.