Cherry Blossoms After Winter Read

“Doctor we’ve been asked to pull the plug.” Hannah could hear someone say from the far end of the operating room. “But if we do, she would die.” The Doctor replied. “The husband says he’s not changing his decision. That’s what he wants.” The man stated and left. Hannah couldn’t believe her ears. “Hayes told them to pull the plug, even though I still have a high chance of survival?” ~~~~~~~ The last words Hannah hears before she dies is the communicated verdict of her husband, sentencing her to death on the day of her surgery operation. Hannah is reborn three years back in time, but this time she isn’t the same timid, devoted wife. She is now a fierce Pheonix who has risen from the ashes with a thirst for revenge against those who have betrayed her. In her journey to reclaim her worth, allies are made and connections are formed but enemies lurks at every corner. Would the path Hannah chooses to thread give her what she seeks or would it consume and destroy her? And having being scarred before, would Hannah still give the flames of love another chance if it arises? Read to find out.

When Pamela Jones sister gets badly injured in a car accident, her life changes drastically because the bills turn out to be more than she can afford. Desperate to save her sister, Pamela is forced to make a deal she never could have imagined, being sold as a wife to the cold billionaire, Rowan Hamilton. Although worst for starters, Pamela acts out the role of being Rowan's wife, and then, against all expectations, she grew to love him. Just as she does open herself up to him, she finds out about a painful betrayal on his part. Devastated, Pamela runs off while pregant, not wanting anything more to do with Rowan and her past. Years later, she returns stronger and more determined than ever, with unresolved feelings and a child who has no idea about his father. Will Rowan fight to win her back, or will Pamela finally break free from the man who once had shattered her heart?

After more than one month na pananatili ni Andrei sa ibang bansa, sa wakas ay umuwe na ito sa pilipinas. ‘Yan ang balitang agad na natanggap ni Lyca. Pero ang higit na nagpagulat sa kanya ay nang iabot sa kanya ng asawa nya ang isang papel na naglalaman ng diborsyo. “Let’s get the divorce,” malamig na sambit nito sa kanya. “Okay,” tanging tugon ni Lyca. Sabay abot sa papel sa kanyang harapan. After the divorce, hindi maiwasan ni Andrei na makita ang dating asawa na masaya sa piling ng iba. Naging matagumpay na rin sa larangan ng business industry si Lyca na noon ay sunod-sunuran lang sa kanya. Hanggang sa muling nagkasalubong ang kanilang mga landas at muli ay hiniling ni Andrei sa dating asawa ang mga katagang…. “Please come back to me, baby.”

At the age when I should have been attending university, I was framed by my biological parents and sent to prison. My sister had been cruelly killed by her kidnappers when she tried to save me, and they blamed me for her death. On the day of my release, I was kidnapped and had one of my ears cut off. When I found the opportunity, I immediately called my father, asking him to save me. Instead, he snapped, saying, “You’re no longer my son! Don’t contact me!” I was then burned alive. After I died, my sister returned. However, when my parents found out that the charred corpse was mine, the family crumbled.

Ever since I was little, I knew my future mate would be one of two Alpha candidates: Mitchell or Jax. Even with all their Alpha pride, I never once doubted that set future. The pack elders always said it was natural for Alpha candidates to focus on getting stronger and controlling the pack. My mother, Lyra, even told me that every brutal fight they got into was so the winner could give me, their Luna, the ultimate honor. That is, until I and Elara – this Omega stray they'd taken in – got ambushed and captured by our old enemies, the Nightshade pack. Mitchell and Jax only had enough of the life-saving Moonpetal herb for one of us. And they both chose to give it to Elara. To save myself in that fire, I forced a shift. The power surge was too much. The heat twisted my cheekbone, and just like that, I was disfigured. After they dragged me out – like an afterthought – I watched those two future Alphas crying over Elara, who didn't have a scratch on her. "Thank the Moon Goddess, Elara, you're alive." "Once we sort out who's the new Alpha of Blackwood, whoever it is will give you the most honored spot right under the Luna, Elara. Don't you worry. We'll give you the best of everything our pack has, make sure you never suffer again." "Elara, you're the real Luna in our hearts." When I came to, I cut off that ridiculous mate bond for good. Empty promises and a trampled destiny? I was done with it. But after I left, they stayed by my cave every day, begging me to come back.

Thirty days into our argument, my girlfriend kissed her first love passionately right in front of me. I quietly asked my boss for a transfer to the Northern City branch, which was thousands of miles away. Her friends clapped and teased me. “Ivan, your girlfriend’s getting a new boyfriend. Aren’t you going to win her back?” I held her hand and sincerely said, “I’m sorry.” She looked down at me with a proud smile. “Okay, I forgive you. Tomorrow, pack your things. We’re going to see my parents.” I smiled and agreed. But she did not know I was leaving for Northern City that night.

Without Kaelen's knowledge, I had his little plaything sent out of North America. That same night, he cast a blood-vine curse on my parents, banishing them to the wilds—a wasteland prowled by rogues. He was going to trade my parents' lives for the whereabouts of his plaything. Kaelen pushed a communication crystal in front of me. Inside it, my parents were ensnared by blood-red vines, the thorns digging deep into their flesh. Drops of dark crimson blood fell, one by one, onto the barren earth. A countdown timer pulsed in stark red digits on their chests. 23:59:59 23:59:58 He sat across from me, a black suit tailored to perfection molded to his lean, powerful frame. His long fingers tapped a light, steady rhythm on the solid wood table, as if he were waiting for a trivial business deal to close. "Estelle, you have twenty-four hours." His voice was low and calm, laced with a venomous tenderness. "Tell me, where did you send Cassandra?"

Leah's Point of view I knew he wasn't for me. I'm not a she-wolf nor a high rank that meets his level. Nonetheless, when his family engaged me as his personal doctor, I had a different feeling. I'm Omega, and all the pack I have encountered thinks of me as a low-level threat. Whenever Alphas and Betas want to play and harm, we are their stress relievers. The epicenter of mocking. Nevertheless, I may be the last one to eat, but I'd rather get harmed battling them than receive scratches without doing anything. Amoux's Point of view I admire how she stands on her own two feet, even if she is in a lower rank. But I dislike her every time she leads me — her duty is merely to heal me! I am the future Lycan King, and she must obey me! However, what should I do if one day, I just woke up and started to realize that I was going along with her demands. I won't like her. I won't fall for that Omega! No matter what… I must reject her.

Valerie~~~ On the day I got pregnant after six years of marriage, my husband accused me falsely for extra-marital affairs and kicked me hard that I bled and miscarried my baby. I died but miraculously, I was reborn and brought back in time to six months before my pregnancy and this time, I would make them feel my wrath, I would make them pay for loosing my baby but then, fate tossed me into the arms of a strange man and I was caught up in the web of his charms. Can you believe it? I got entangled with a ruthless mafia Lord who chained me to himself. With his help, I dealt with the people that mocked me but then, a buried truth is brought to the surface and I am left to grapple through my forbidden desires or revenge.

In this life, it is said that there are only two choices: to use or to be used, to save or to be saved. Regardless, there was one thing I had to do - survive! “Don’t fool me! I know your schemes and what you are playing behind my back!” Rage boiled in his veins. “You may have my surname, but you’re still nothing, Scarlette Scott. Don’t forget that.” How could someone display such blatant disrespect and arrogance? Ha! This man believed he could brand anyone with his pride! But not me! Not me, Storm Scoville! I will make sure your arrogant behavior is humbled and put in its rightful place!