Bts I Like It

I was in a temporary shock from an allergic reaction. The two guys I had grown up with didn't even look my way. One of them was busy helping Vivian Byrd carry a pile of gifts, while the other was snapping pictures of her at some popular social media spot. It was a stranger passing by who called an ambulance and got me to the hospital, saving my life. The next day, Vivian called, her tone almost smug. "Trish, Zeke and Hendrick were so exhausted after shopping with me yesterday. I heard you threw a tantrum and ended up in the hospital. Should I come visit you?" I simply replied, "No need." Zeke Benson and Hendrick Peay were my childhood friends. They once treated me like I was everything to them—promising to pluck the moon and stars from the sky and to protect me forever. But ever since Vivian came into the picture, their world no longer revolved around me. I thought for a moment and then dialed my mother's number. "Mom, I'll accept the marriage arrangement."

They had been married for three years, yet he treated her like dirt while he gave Lilith all of his love. He neglected and mistreated her, and their marriage was like a cage. Zoe bore with all of it because she loved Mason deeply! That was, until that night. It was a downpour and he abandoned his pregnant wife to spend time with Lilith. Zoe, on the other hand, had to crawl her way to the phone to contact an ambulance while blood was flowing down her feet. She realized it at last. You can’t force someone to love you. Zoe drafted a divorce agreement and left quietly. … Two years later, Zoe was back with a bang. Countless men wanted to win her heart. Her scummy ex-husband said, “I didn’t sign the agreement, Zoe! I’m not going to let you be with another man!” Zoe smiled nonchalantly, “It’s over between us, Mason!” His eyes reddened when he recited their wedding vows with a trembling voice, “Mason and Zoe will be together forever, in sickness or health. I refuse to divorce!”

At our wedding, my wife's assistant "accidentally" uploaded the wrong photo. The big screen was supposed to display our wedding portraits. Instead, it was a picture of my wife and him in full wedding attire. Their fingers were laced together, their eyes locked in a soft, intimate gaze, looking every bit like a blissfully happy couple. The entire venue erupted in shocked whispers. The assistant froze in shock, acting like he had no idea why he was in the photo. He started panicking, asking if we should just postpone the ceremony. My wife, however, stayed surprisingly calm. She whispered her solution, “Everyone’s here. Postponing now would be humiliating and, honestly, a bad omen. Beside, most people here don’t even know what the groom looks like. Why don’t we just let him stand in for you?” Our friends were dumbfounded. They all thought I’d explode in anger and jealousy after hearing something so outrageous. Instead, I nodded, saying it was actually a great idea. Seeing how composed I remained, my wife looked pleased with herself. She told me that since we were legally married anyway, she’d make it up to me later with another ceremony. However, she seemed to have forgotten one thing: she had just signed the divorce papers.

"I don't date demons in disguise." "And I don’t lose what I set my eyes on. Especially not a man like you." He was a billionaire bachelor, heir to an empire. She was the most feared Mafia boss in Italy. Their worlds were never meant to collide until they did. When Matteo Alessandro meets Serena Riccardo again, he makes it clear he wants nothing to do with her. To him, she’s dangerous, cold-blooded, and heartless. But Serena doesn’t need his approval. She’s not asking for love… she’s choosing her next possession. And that possession… is him. He tries to resist. She smirks. He runs. She follows. He insults her. She makes him hers. But behind the cold stares and sharp tongues, something deeper brews lust, longing, and maybe… something that could break them both. Now Matteo must choose: Run from the woman who owns the shadows or fall for her and risk being consumed by the fire. Mafia don’t make threats. They make promises. And Serena Riccardo always keeps hers.

What do you want from me, idiot?” “I want to have sex with a psychopath.” The rumor alone should have sent Jaden running. Instead, it pulls him closer. At school, Kai stands apart from the world, wrapped in silence and stories no one dares confirm. Students avoid his gaze, teachers watch their words, and the shadows follow him like loyal dogs. But Jaden looks once… and he can’t look away. Kai wants nothing to do with him. Jaden wants everything he shouldn’t. And as Jaden steps deeper into Kai’s world, he starts to realize the truth: he didn’t chase danger. Danger chose him.

This is work of fiction. Names, characters, business, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living, or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. Do not distribute, publish, transmit, modify, display or create derivative works from exploit the contents of this story in anyway; please obtain permission. ____________________________________ The stubborn girl Rainee Cleo Fonterraet Professor Kofi Salvacheera, the substitute of Mr. Dumagundong. Rainee Cleo is a strong, and sometimes snob but what if makilala niya si Professor Kofi na napakacharming. Magbago kaya ang ugali niya? Paano kung may mangyari sa kanila? Panindigan kaya siya? O itatakuwil na parang basura? "Kung pwede ko lang ibigay sa'yo lahat ng sakit na nararamdaman ko, gagawin ko. Hindi para saktan ka, kung hindi para malaman mo kung gaano kasakit ang talikuran ng taong minahal mo. I did not deserve what you did to me, nagmahal lang ako Prof. Kofi Salvacheera," - RAINEE CLEO FONTERRA "I want to love you, keep you, took care of you but I can't. I can't hurt a person like her, she's my fiancée and you're just a girl who feed my lust, Rainee. It's not love, it's just a full of lust." -KOFI SALVACHEERA Likidong nagpapatakan, luha at ulan... Na tila'y nagkaintindihan at sabay na naglabasan... Kung gaano kasakit ang kaniyang sugat sa pulsuhan, ay siya ring sakit ng sugat sa pusong duguan... Mga pusong nawasak na animo'y plorerang basag-basag.. Mabuo pa kaya ang nasirang pagsasama? Kung ang pusong nagmamahalan ay magkakahiwalay na? Samahan mo akong sumaksi sa saya, sarap at sakit ng kanilang pagmamahalan.... ••• COPYRIGHT ALL RIGHTS RESERVED I LOVE YOU, PROFESSOR 2020- RAINEE_NEE

Mélaine "Si j’avais su ! Franchement, si j’avais su que suivre ma meilleure amie en boîte ce vendredi soir allait provoquer un tel séisme dans ma vie, j’aurais enfilé mon pyjama pilou et binge-watché ma série préférée avec un pot de glace à la main." Mais voilà, le destin a toujours le chic pour se moquer de moi. Et me retrouver nez à nez avec lui, le lundi matin, dans MON bureau… après lui avoir accidentellement vomi dessus… ce n’était pas exactement l’image de « la femme fatale » que je rêvais de projeter. Thomas "Et qu’y a-t-il sous ces vêtements, Mademoiselle Vierra ?" Une question simple, presque innocente… sauf que dans ma bouche, elle sonnait comme une déclaration de guerre. Son regard s’est figé dans le mien, ses joues se sont empourprées, et moi… je n’ai vu qu’une proie délicieuse, un secret irrésistible. Ce qu’elle ignore, c’est qu’entre elle et moi, il n’y aura jamais de demi-mesure : amour ou vengeance, passion ou destruction, tendresse ou provocation… Nous ne marchons pas vers une romance tranquille, mais vers une tempête. Entre éclats de rire et étincelles, maladresses et attirances incontrôlées, Mélaine et Thomas se lancent dans une relation où chaque baiser peut être une promesse… ou une menace. Et le plus fou, c’est que ni l’un ni l’autre ne semble vouloir appuyer sur pause.

She could remember people through their smells, their voices, their accents, their everyday choices of words or through how they feel against her touch. That's exactly the meaning of socializing and making friends for someone like Meredith Kaye Santiago, a person who was suffering with prosopagnosia. To someone who couldn't remember anyone's face, dating was a no-no. She couldn't risk her heart to someone her eyes couldn't remember and her brain couldn't retain. But one night, she found herself caught up under the body of a stranger, and he's taking off her clothes. The stranger’s name was Rupert Santos, the Vulture’s vocalist and a guy with piercing on his bottom lip. She let him go all the way after he said, “Surrender your sensations”. Love hit her hard. That’s when his blurry face became clearer. And finally, she said, “I see you, Rockstar.”

I buried him myself. I stood at his grave with dirt on my hands and grief in my throat as I said goodbye to the only man I ever thought I would love. Kael was my betrothed, my mate, the boy who grew up beside me and became the person I built every future around. When the war took him it did not just take him — it took every version of myself that existed because of him. Years passed. The moon goddess, in her mercy, gave me something I never asked for — a second chance. Rowan was not supposed to happen. He was patient where I was resistant, steady where I was broken, and present in every way I had convinced myself no one would ever be again. I did not want to love him. And then I did not know how to stop. I was finally learning what it meant to choose life again. When Kael walked back through my door. Alive. Unchanged. And completely unable to explain where he had been. Now I am torn between a love that was written into my soul before I was old enough to understand what souls were, and a man who chose me quietly and completely when I had nothing left to offer. The elders say this is not a reverse harem blessing. There is no keeping both. I have to choose. But how do you bury someone you love twice?

All it took was a gunshot to have this criminal fucking me senseless. I'd spent months trying to bring down Antonio, the criminal I swore to put behind bars. I even set a trap for him, using someone close as bait. But instead of going down in chains, Antonio offered himself to me, in exchange for freedom. I should have said no, I should have followed the mission. But as a lonely divorcee craving warmth, how could I resist the way he touched me? The way his fingers made me forget the rules I live by? This wasn't the plan. My boss didn't send me here to get addicted to my enemy. Yet every secret night with Antonio leaves me wanting more, and drags me deeper into his dangerous world. He's supposed to die for his crimes, but unfortunately, the real crime is how badly I want him. And if the news gets out, I won't just lose my job– I'll lose my life.