Characters In The Nightingale

Sebuah hubungan itu perlu adanya saling percaya, tapi ya jangan sampai dibodohi juga oleh perasaan. Tidak semua yang sudah lebih dulu dekat denganmu adalah yang terbaik, terkadang yang baru saja bertemu, bisa jadi adalah jalan untuk kebahagian yang sebenarnya.Jangan terlalu mencintai sesuatu, juga jangan sampai kelewat membenci. Apalagi kalau sudah menyangkut masalalu. Ugh, mantan, misalnya? Bagaimana jadinya kalau diberi pilihan kembali dengan mantan, atau menerima perjodohan?

On their seventh wedding anniversary, Kimberly Williams discovered a divorce agreement in Richard Munoz's nightstand drawer. It was covered in scribbles and cross-outs, as if he'd agonized over the decision time and again. [If I fall in love with someone else during the marriage, I voluntarily give up all my assets and leave with nothing. Here's the list of properties.] He'd originally vowed to walk away penniless for her sake, but in the asset section, he'd crossed things out one by one. First, he struck through the house he planned to give her, then changed the $50 million to $500,000. Finally, in a ruthless scrawl, he added: [Better if Kimberly leaves with nothing. Can't help it. Lotta is pregnant.]

I was pregnant. On my way to deliver documents to Tristan Goldberg, a flash flood struck. Desperate, I dialed his number, praying he’d answer. After a few rings, the call connected. But instead of Tristan, a woman’s voice answered. "Tristan, whose number is this? Do you want to answer it?" There was a brief pause, and then Tristan’s voice, cold and indifferent, cut through. "It’s just my maid. Ignore it. Hang up." And just like that, the call disconnected. Staring at the torrent rising around me, my pulse quickened. I texted him, begging for him to send a rescue team. Minutes passed as the waters climbed to my waist, churning and relentless. Then, a message from Tristan finally appeared. Tristan: [What kind of ridiculous story are you making up now?] Tristan: [Emily, do you think you're eighteen, playing these childish games? I want that document in my hands within thirty minutes, or we're getting divorced.] A surge of terror shot through me as I looked up, catching sight of a heavy branch snapping loose and crashing down. In an instant, everything went dark.

-C’EST SOIT CE MARIAGE, SOIT LA TAULE ! QUAND MARYA QUITTE MOSCOU POUR ASSISTER AU MARIAGE DE SA SŒUR JUMELLE, ELLE NE SE DOUTAIT PAS UNE SEULE SECONDE DU DRAME AUQUEL ELLE SERAIT SUJETTE MAIS AUSSI ET SURTOUT, QUE C’EST ELLE QUI MARCHERA JUSQU’À L’AUTEL EN ROBE BLANCHE POUR DIRE « OUI » À ASHER PAVAROTTI. LE VRAI PROBLÈME N’EST PAS DE JOUER LA MARIÉE DE SUBSTITUTION MAIS D’ÊTRE MADAME PAVAROTTI CAR ASHER EST TOUT SAUF LE MARI QU’ELLE AURAIT SOUHAITÉ AVOIR…

"Audrey, I am begging you. Please come back to me. Akala ko siya pa rin ang mahal ko, nagkamali ako. All along, it's you that I truly love. Please... come back to me. Let's get married again." Agad na pinapirma ng divorce agreement si Audrey ng kaniyang asawa na si Lawrence nang bumalik sa Pilipinas ang first love nito. For three years, ginawa niya ang lahat para mahalin siya nito kahit pa maging alipin siya ng pamilya ng lalake ngunit gano'n kabilis nitong tinapos ang kasal nila nang malaman ni Lawrence Villafuente na nakabalik na si Gayle. Nasaktan si Audrey ngunit pinili niya na palayain ito dahil hindi na rin niya kaya ang hirap na dinaranas niya sa mansion ng mga Villafuente. She had a hard time living after the divorce but it slowly became easier when she was caught in between the arms of the ever mysterious billionaire who seemed cold but possessive to her. Namalayan na lang niya natutuwa na rin siya sa init ng presensya ni Regan Amadeus Vasquez. Months later, she received a drunk call from Lawrence, her ex-husband. Nagmamakaawa na itong balikan siya at sinabing nagsisisi sa nangyaring divorce sa kanilang kasal. Hindi siya nito tinitigilan at hinahabol siya, namimilit na magkabalikan sila. Minahal niya nang sobra si Lawrence sa loob ng tatlong taon ngunit alam din niya sa sarili niya na trapped na siya mga braso ni Regan. Would she go back to her ex-husband who treated her badly, or will she choose to stay in the arms of the enigmatic billionaire?

For eight years, I was the ghost in Lorenzo Valenti's empire. By day, I was his executive assistant, the engine of his criminal enterprise. By night, I was the most submissive bird in his gilded cage, and the nameless body in his bed. I loved him with a devotion that bordered on madness, a foolish flame I'd nurtured since I was a scholarship student pulled into his orbit. I believed my quiet love could one day melt the ice around his heart. I was wrong. The day his unforgettable first love, Isabella, returned, the man I knew vanished. The rare smiles once reserved for me were now all for her. My presence by his side was erased, replaced by hers. Even when she framed me, he believed her without hesitation. He chose her, again and again. I submitted my resignation. He signed it without looking. He thought I'd crawl back, broken and begging. He was wrong. While he was busy playing house with his "cuore mio", I was quietly packing away my life, preparing to vanish from his world forever.

Amelia’s plan was simple: run, hide, and never let the Silverlight Pack—or the feared Alpha Ryder—find her. But when a bloodied stranger stormed into her train compartment, pressed a knife to her throat, and demanded she pretend to be his lover, her life changed forever. He said she was his Luna. She said she was nobody. They all mocked her as a useless Omega—until they discovered she was not an ordinary wolf at all. And when her power finally awakened, the same stepbrother who branded and abused her ended up on his knees, begging for mercy from the girl he once called his slave. She finally claimed the vengeance she sought.

Si Agnes ay isang maganda at kaakit-akit na dalaga na kinailangang mamasukan sa mansyon ng mga Villacorte para makuha ang isang daang milyon na ipinangako ng don doon sa kanyang madrasta. Ngunit dahil nalaman niyang doon nakatira ang kilabot na playboy ng mga Villacorte na si Aeros ay nag make-up disguise siya sa takot na matipuhan siya nito at sapilitang makipag relasyon sa kanya. Ang hindi niya akalain, sa kabila ng pinapangit niyang hitsura ay natipuhan pa rin siya ng binata. Mahuhulog sila sa isa't-isa at magkakaroon ng relasyon ngunit mahigpit na tututol ang lola ng binata. Ano ang gagawin ni Agnes, aalis kaya siya sa mansyon ng mga Villacorte at iiwan kaya niya nang tuluyan si Aeros oras na makuha na niya ang kanyang kailangan? _-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_ Warning: Has A Explicit Mature Content, The Author Prohibits Readers Under 18 Years Of Age.

Eden Briar never imagined her needlework would entangle her in a war. An orphan with a gift for sewing, Eden finds purpose as an apprentice in the city’s finest tailor shop. When she’s invited to the palace to help prepare for King Cassian’s engagement to the cold and captivating Seraphine, she’s filled with awe—until a single mistake changes everything. Drawn into the palace’s web of secrets, Eden discovers her estranged brother Erec—missing since their parents’ mysterious deaths—is alive and working for Cade, the infamous rebel king. Cade is more than just a criminal. He’s Cassian’s brother—his equal in power, his opposite in rule—and their bitter rivalry has torn the kingdom apart. Cassian offers Eden a chance: infiltrate Cade’s world, earn Erec’s trust, and help end the rebellion once and for all. But nothing is as it seems. As Eden falls deeper into Cade’s shadowed world, the line between enemy and ally blurs. Torn between two brothers and two visions of the future, Eden must decide where her heart—and her loyalty—truly lie. In a kingdom stitched with betrayal, love could be her greatest undoing.

"Your pet is fidgeting and hot. Are you running a fever? Or should I help you solve it?" "Do you know who you're talking to?" The man asked with restraint. His wide hand tightened its grip on my ass*, which had only been supporting it so faithfully a moment ago. I didn't even realize when he had stopped walking. "Why, do you like it, Selio?" I squeezed his length* again and played with it while the man let out a series of low curse.