Chance For Love

I used to be treated like a princess in Lumenclaw Pack. But the first day after my eighteenth birthday, my Alpha dad brought home a charity case—Callie from the welfare center. Everything flipped. Ryell, my own brother, ditched me for her. Jovan, my future mate? Shielded her. Even Dad called her sweet, kind—"a thousand times better than you." Graduation Day. Strike 101. They picked her. Again. "Aren't I your real family?" Dad hesitated—but only to hide Callie behind him like some precious thing. Her fake tears. His real slap. "Such a petty wolf. I wish I'd never had you." Ryell sneered, "Having a sister like you makes me sick. Get out!" I didn't scream. Didn't cry. Just packed and walked. They thought I'd break like always—cry, forgive, crawl back. But not this time. I called my mom. Took her offer. Moved to her distant pack. If they wanted me gone, wish granted. So why the hell did they come begging when they realized I meant it?

Sarah Genard – Karli Anders’ best friend and fellow blogger. Three years earlier, she made a rash decision that left her with a tattered heart. While she acts like her life is going exactly as she planned it, she secretly longs to reconnect with that one special man, someone she genuinely loved - not just in body, but also in mind, heart, and soul. Tim Fresco - Jordan Baker’s friend and co-worker who has sworn off women after a runaway bride left him standing alone and emotionally gutted at the altar. The mere thought of Sarah Genard both intrigues and terrifies him. Only he can decide whether to let fear keep him lonely or follow his heart and reach out for her - again.

With exactly three days until our house is seized and everything we have is taken away. My father sits in his chair slumped over and defeated "Rose" he calls to me and I go to him. On bended knees, I answer him, "yes father my voice echos as it bounces off our now bare walls". Dear, I'm afraid I've failed you and we have lost everything, sighing he peers at me and continues. A man stopped by this morning offering to help me figure it out but I'm afraid the cost was too high. What was the cost father please tell me. Looking at him with pleading eyes, he sighs as he began to explain. He offered to pay off my debt and restore my business if I was to give up that most precious to me. My eyes widen and my throat goes dry just as my eyes fill with tears. Someone wants me I whisper and see his eyes dim just a little. Yes, my dear, and I can’t do it. Grabbing his hand, I lean in close so he can hear me. I’ll do it, "his eyes grow wide as he begins to shake his head no fast”. I smile and continue for you I will do it. He wants to be wed this evening my dear and we know nothing about him. “If he can stick to his end of the bargain the rest does not matter I will serve him if it means you won't have to worry”. My tears tickle my face the ones I didn't even know escaped. Standing to my feet I look at him and sigh, if there is to be a wedding today we should get ready with that I take my leave locking myself in my room.

Charlotte Viscount, the noblewoman will marry Gabriel Addison, the Prince of the Godnation kingdom who is her true love since long ago. However, the day before the wedding, suddenly a royal jet crashed that hit the Prince, causing an uproar throughout the country, especially his lover. Reportedly the Prince and his private secretary disappeared without a trace. One day, Charlotte and her friends realized that the plane crash was no ordinary accident. Therefore, they carry out a mission together to find the mastermind behind this incident and the real motive for the murder. Will Charlotte and the others be able to solve the mystery of all this? Did the Prince disappear from the face of the earth? Will Charlotte find her new happiness or faithful to her true love?

He's her enemy but he possessed her first love's face. Paano mo itututok sa kalaban ang hawak mong baril kung taglay nito ang mukhang nakaukit sa iyong puso't isipan? Dalawang katauhan na may iisang mukha na kayang patibukin ang pusong minsan nang nawasak. Maaari bang ipagpapatuloy ang naudlot na damdamin ng taong nagtataglay ng kaparehong mukha ng taong minsan ay kinuha sa iyo ng pagkakataon? Ano ang pipiliin mo? Pamilya o pag-ibig?

Megan Reyes, M.D., ang doktorang tanga. Tanga dahil nagpabuntis siya! Dapat bilang isang doktora ay alam niya kung paano at kailan ito mabubuntis. Pagkapasa sa Medical Board Examination ay nagkaroon ito ng one night stand with Robert, her first and only boyfriend na nagmula sa isang mayamang angkan. After two months, nalaman niyang buntis siya. Dahil dito nilait-lait siya at pinagbintangang gold-digger ng mga matapobreng magulang ni Robert. Pinalayas naman siya sa bahay ng sarili niyang mga magulang dahil sa kahihiyan sa pagiging isang dalagang-ina. Si Robert? Iniwan siya sa ere. Biglang gumuho ang mundo ni Megan kung kaya't nagpasya siyang magpakalayu-layo. Ang kahihiyang tinamo ni Megan ay nagdulot ng matinding galit sa kanyang puso. Subalit tulad ng isang Phoenix who built a nest and set itself on fire, a new Phoenix would rise from the ashes. Babangon ang bagong Megan. Pain had changed her life. Pagkaraan ng pitong taon nagpasya siyang bumalik sa Pilipinas kasama ang anak. Lingid sa galit, naghahari pa rin ang pagmamahal sa kanyang puso kahit siya ay nasasaktan. Sapat na ba ang magmahal? Di ba dapat mahal ka rin ng minamahal mo? Mahanap pa kaya ni Megan ang minimithi niyang pag-ibig?

Isabella makes a stupid choice on her twenty-third birthday that completely turns her world around. One night with a stranger who bruised her heart and shattered her pride. That stranger is Kieran: callous billionaire, son of Anderson Innovations, and a man who doesn't believe in love. Their worlds shouldn't ever collide again… until Isabella walks into his company as a new employee to find that she will be working for him. Kieran doesn't recognize her. But she does. Bound by a will that requires he wed in order to claim his foster dad's empire, he presents a cold, one-year offer. For Isabella, it's the sole option to be able to fund her mother's treatment. For Kieran, it's business. Nothing more. But secrets never stay secret. Ethan Anderson is out for revenge. Olivia Morgan is not going to lose Kieran without a fight. And when Isabella discovers that she is pregnant with Kieran's baby as the contract is running out, leaving is not so simple. Love was not in the bargain. But it could be their only hope.

The sound of footsteps fell on her ears, forcing her to turn around. Dhruv stood a few inches away, a white towel wrapped around his waist. Water dripped from his hair as he ran a hand through it. When his eyes landed on her, they raked up and down her body and his eyebrow lifted while his lips formed a tiny frown. "What are you wearing?" He said tilting his head. He did not look pleased. "Your t-shirt," said Shanaya and rolled her eyes. "And who gave you the permission to wear it?" "You did yourself when you tore my dress into two pieces." His lips curved in delight at her words but returned back to normal soon enough. "Did I? I don't remember it." He shook his head. "Hmm, blame your rusty mind. What was your intent anyway? To have me walking naked around your house?" He pressed his lips together, attempting but failing to keep the amusement out of his voice. "Maybe. That'd be a nice sight, I must admit." *** Shanaya Arora has lived her life peacefully without any drama, that is until Dhruv Kapoor, her ex decides to make a return after eight years, bringing along with him a storm of desire and a promise of companionship for a lonely soul like hers. Burdened with the weight of her past, Shanaya tries to avoid him, denying Dhruv another chance at breaking her heart. But fate has other plans.

Completed-----She felt good—better than Zander Stanton remembered, and he had a damn good memory when it came to this woman. But his hatred was more pronounced than the little voice in his head telling him to give her what she wanted—his love. But Elvie had never been the one for Zander. He loathed her. He hated her family for arranging a marriage he never wanted. Yet she had no choice, and a day hadn’t gone by when she hadn’t replayed memories of the man who’d captured her heart without trying. Here she was, just as stupid as she remembered. "I—I'll take a shower, and I'll be b-back." She muttered and left his room immediately. This was her goodbye; tonight, Zander would be hers. And she would set him free forever. Five years later, with amnesia and a missing four-year-old daughter, could fate play her again, or was she willing to quench his desperate thirst for her love?

Sa araw ng libing ng kanyang ina, natabunan ng katahimikan ang mundo ni Amara Alvarez. Samantalang sa kabilang panig ng lungsod, ang lalaking tinawag niyang asawa ay nagdiriwang, isang marangyang birthday party, inihahandog hindi para sa kanya, kundi para sa unang babaeng minahal nito. Doon niya tuluyang naunawaan ang lahat. Hindi siya kailanman minahal. At ang isang relasyong walang pag-ibig ay wala ring saysay ipaglaban. Tahimik niyang iniwan ang mga papeles ng diborsyo. Tahimik niyang isinara ang buhay na ipinagkatiwala rito. At sa katahimikang iyon, ipinaalam din niya ang batang dinadala kasabay ng pagtalikod niya sa lahat ng dati niyang pinanghawakan. Lumisan si Amara mag-isa. Pagkaraan ng limang taon, sa isang marangyang auction, muling napatigil ang mundo. Ang punong auctioneer—nakasuot ng makintab na bestida at may puting belo sa mukha ay naging sentro ng atensyon. Kumipot ang mga mata ni Nardo Morales. May kung anong pamilyar sa tinig, sa tindig, at presensiya nito. “Ang pangalan niya… Amara?” “Opo,” sagot ng kanyang assistant. “May nag-alok ng milyon-milyon para makita ang kanyang mukha, pero tumanggi siya.” Sa sandaling iyon, parang may bumagsak na pader sa kanyang dibdib. Ang babaeng limang taon niyang hinanap at pinakawalan ay nasa harap na niya. Kinagabihan, sa isang madilim na interseksyon, hinarang niya ang dinaanan nito. “Auctioneer Mara,” malamig niyang wika, “hanggang kailan ka tatakas?” Huminto siya. Hindi man lang lumingon. “Mr. Morales,” matatag niyang sagot, “diborsyado na tayo.” “Hindi ako pumayag.” Bumigat ang tinig niya. “Nasaan ang anak ko?” Dahan-dahan siyang humarap. “Mr. Morales, tila kayo ang nakalimot. Limang taon na ang nakalipas mula nang nagpapalaglag ako.” Nanigas ang kanyang mukha. “Kung ganoon,” mariing sabi niya, “ano ito?” Sa harap ni Amara, tatlong batang limang taong gulang ang sabay-sabay na humakbang pasulong, nakahanay, magkakahawig ang mga mata, at malinaw na malinaw ang sagot sa tanong niya.