Back From The Dead: My New Life Beyond Her Mga Nobela at Kwento

Demetria finds herself dreaming about a famous actor, Ezra Sommers, who happens to be her brother's best friend. But reality strikes and her extremely conservative mother made all the decisions for her. Having to go out of her way to fall in love, she got into new heights of trouble than what she's prepared for. What happens when he sets his eyes on her?

After many years of trying to have a baby, it finally happens and Ashley Evans is overjoyed. She prepares a surprise dinner for their anniversary only for her husband to come back with another woman in his arms the same night. Ashley is more than shattered when she realizes the woman was not only his best friend but his mistress expecting her husband’s baby. When everything falls apart, will Ashley ever forgive him for what he did to her once he reaches out to her or will she choose a new love in her life? “If anything happens to my baby Ashley! You’ll wish you never knew me!” Jordan shouted his raging tone, shaking everything around them. “Jody! Aah!” Maya wailed, coiling herself into a ball. Ashley couldn’t hold back the whimper that escaped her mouth when her husband bent down to attend to his mistress. “When I come back, I don’t want to find you here! You’ll be hearing from my lawyers,” Jordan said, his voice bold with no remorse as his words trampled on their five years of marriage. Jordan Millers had always regarded his arranged wife as his responsibility, like any other business. When his best friend and lover who pushed him away paves her way in his life and is pregnant with his baby, he finds himself in a dilemma. Deciding to let go of his wife, he makes the biggest mistake of his life, but it was irreversible. Unknown to him, Maya, his lover, was back to get revenge from him for what happened to her years back. When fate makes him meet Ashley, his ex-wife, will he beg on his knees, or will he allow himself to suffer despite loving her?

Davina Russell had one goal before graduation—complete her ridiculous list and prove everyone wrong. Too bad, the last item got exposed to the entire school. And thanks to her long-time enemy, Shannon, she was stuck with an impossible challenge. When Kael, an exchange student, showed up—things got even more complicated. But Kael had secrets and Davina was somehow connected to it. Shannon wasn't also done ruining Davina's life. Worse? A third party showed up and suddenly seemed interested in Davina… and also had his own reasons for getting close. With graduation approaching and her reputation on the line, Davina must decide—would she stick to the plan, or risk it all for a chance at real love?

When the mafia heir, Marco Gallante, barged into the family vault with his mistress, I was standing before the Virgin Mary statue, cross-checking bloodstained ledgers. Fiore Albero cowered behind him, pointing at the ledgers in my hands and shrieking, "Marco, I'm scared..." I did not even bother looking up, just flicked the ash off my cigar. However, Marco kicked the desk over with one swift boot. "Chiara Moltisanti, Fiore can't stand the sight of all this blood and violence. Sign the divorce papers, now!" I stared at the mess scattered across the floor, thinking back to the pregnancy report the family doctor had handed me just ten minutes ago. The Gallante bloodline was dying out in this generation. Ever since the eldest son, Luca Gallante, died in that accident, Marco became the sole heir. The Don, Carmine Gallante, dreamed of nothing more than a legitimate boy of pure blood to carry on the family name and glory. So, I smiled, bright and sharp, with unmistakable mockery. "Perfect. Since you want true love, then the Don's throne will never be yours." Besides, I never wanted Marco, that useless fool. What I wanted was the Gallante empire, a mafia dynasty spanning three continents with 100 years of roots, and the control that left him with nowhere to run and no legs to stand on. This time, I would cut him out completely, keep the bloodline, and sit at the head of the family.

Mia Sherin, a girl who doesn't care about anything other than her life and her dream. She doesn't care about what others say about her nor what others think about her. She's often known as odd and a girl without feelings; an exact example of an introvert. Her normal life is interrupted by an idol ghost from far away. She's forced to accept his companionship, SSB Lee Jimin's companionship. A girl who doesn't even know the meaning of the word idol gets an idol companion. But what will when fate decides to meddle in their lives and make it a little complicated? What will happen when the laws of soulmates bind them together? Will they accept each other to survive...or will they break apart forever? Dive in to find out!

Carla thought finding her mate was the end of her life's journey. It turned out it was the beginning of her misery. Just because she couldn't bear a son, an heir, Ian Houston mistreated her and her daughter. She ran away only to fall into another Alpha's arms. Zurin Abrams, Alpha of Wild Fire Pack, lost his first mate on a Rogue attack. Five years later, he accidentally smelled Carla as her second mate. Thus, he determined to protect her from whatever chased her. Unfortunately, things never went easy on them. Ian was back and wanted to reclaim Carla. The war broke out, which led Carla to choose between two males. Zurin or Ian? ---------- I ~ G : elainecassauthor

During Christmas dinner, my mother-in-law hinted for the umpteenth time that she wanted a grandchild. However, my husband, Zachary Cole, who had insisted on staying child-free in the past decade, only smiled and filled her plate. After dinner, he slipped onto the balcony. "There, there. Daddy will come see you on New Year's Day," he whispered. I stood in the corner of the living room with a glass of water in my hand, feeling cold as the words sank in. I stepped forward and forced a playful tone. "I just heard you say 'Daddy.' Got a secret kid stashed somewhere?" He rubbed his nose, his voice stiff. "You must've misheard. That's… just a friend's kid." My heart sank. I'd been married to him for a decade, so I knew exactly what he looked like when he was lying.

The apartment that I bought four years ago isn't renovated or lived in at all. Yet, I suddenly receive messages on unpaid water and electricity bills. Puzzled by the sudden barrage of messages, I return to that particular apartment to check things out. That's when I realize that a stranger has been living in my apartment this whole time!

Bruno, the Alpha of his pack, was believed to be dead by his own pack members. He disappeared without a trace and was presumed dead. However, Bruno was far from dead. He had been living in exile for years, plotting his revenge against those who betrayed him. One day, Bruno met Adora, an Omega who had also suffered through pain and betrayal. They bonded over their shared experiences and desire for revenge. But as they worked towards their goal, they began to feel something more. Their passion burned like wildfire, but they wondered if love was just a distraction from their ultimate goal. Would revenge be the only thing they would get from their journey together? As they fought their way towards their revenge, they found themselves falling deeper in love. But with every step they took, they wondered if it was worth it. Would they lose everything they had worked for in the pursuit of love? The first book in the missing alpha’s series. The Dead Alpha (Book one) The Long-lost Alpha (Book two) The Missing Alpha (Book three)

My husband, Don Axel Thorne, died protecting me in a mob war. I was his widow for six years, until I turned thirty. The old guard of the Family told me it was time to move on. My friends told me to let him go. Even in my dreams, his bloody hands would cup my face, begging me to live again. So I agreed to an arranged marriage. But first, I went to his grave for one last goodbye. I’d just left the cemetery when a post appeared in my feed. [Thanks, hubby, for the six-year anniversary gift! A fifty-million-dollar penthouse in Miami!] My blood ran cold. My hands shook. The phone nearly slipped from my grip. In the photo, the man I buried six years ago was slipping a massive diamond onto another woman's finger. The background was a lavish penthouse. His style. I put my people on it. We had the location in minutes. Drove straight there. I knocked, the door opened, and I froze. The woman standing there was Seraphina. His adoptive sister. The one the Family exiled six years ago for her obsession with him.