Ciúme Mga Nobela at Kwento

Perfection was the curse. I was born into wealth, beauty, influence, and a family empire that stretched across continents. People envied my life, not knowing it was nothing more than a gilded prison. The only thing that ever felt real was ballet, the passion my parents forbade because it brought them no power, no profit, no leverage. My parents; greedy, ambitious, unfillable, hid their cruelty beneath luxury. And on my eighteenth birthday, they revealed the ultimate betrayal. I was engaged to a powerful man twice. . . no, three times my age. A man feared across Europe. A man whose hands were stained with secrets the world pretended not to see. They sold me to strengthen an alliance. So I ran. Barefoot, shaking, heartbroken. I stole one of our visitor's chopper and fled to Sicily, thinking distance could save me. I thought I escaped the monsters who owned my life. But I only ran into a darker one. Because Sicily is his territory; Aldrick Moretti, the shadow king of the Italian underworld. Cold. Untouchable. Beautiful in the most devastating way. The man people whisper about as if speaking his name is a sin. A man with eyes that see through lies. . . including mine. And the moment he found me trespassing on his land, bleeding, terrified, and wearing the remnants of a runaway bride. . . He didn’t return me. He didn’t free me. He claimed me. Not as a business deal. Not as an alliance. But as something far more dangerous. He became my captor, my protector, my obsession, and the forbidden flame I should never have touched. Because in his world, love is not tender. It’s a weapon. And I am the sacrifice wrapped in a veil he refuses to let go.

Moans. I hear moans. "Ugh! Faster!" I covered my ears like an innocent child hoping that they would quite down. I ran back down the kitchen and drank a glass of water. I'm not paid enough for this. Thinking back and I was already regretting my life decisions— NOT! Now that I have discovered how much of a big womanizer this fiancée of mine is, I think I now have a reason to dump him. Disguised as his maid is so hard just to get intel unto what his true colors actually are. Honestly wasn't the best idea, but it definitely is the most efficient one. I sat on the counter of the kitchen and rested my head on the table over my folded arms. Perhaps a nap might help innocent me up. Just when slumber finally came, I heard sloppy footsteps coming down the staircase. The "young master" finally finished his business. I went to meet them at the bottom of the stairs to greet his lady friend safety on her way home. "I can't wait for tomorrow night," she said in a seductive tone and batted her lashes on him. I held back my urge to barf. Her arms are all over him as if she was the drunk one when in fact it was my good for nothing fiancé. "You're too loud," Timothee replied as it was his way of rejecting girls. And yes, another girl cried that night. She won't be expecting to sleep with him again. As the lady went out the door, I look at the young master. His hair wet, topless and jeans unbuttoned. "Don't drool over me, scullery maid." And with that he went back up. Jerk!

"Did you ever, even once, imagine yourself loving me?" Sarah posed a hopeful question to Philip. "Don’t make me laugh, Sarah. Everything between us has been purely about pleasure and business.” Matagal nang may nararamdaman si Sarah para kay Philip mula noong una niya itong makita sa isang sports magazine. Nang iniwan si Philip ng fiancée nito para sumama sa ibang lalaki, walang pag-aalinlangang inialay ni Sarah ang sarili bilang kapalit na bride para iligtas ang lalaki sa kahihiyan. Pagkatapos ng tatlong taong walang pag-ibig at saysay na kasal, naglakas-loob si Sarah na hiwalayan si Philip, na umaasa pa rin sa dati nitong nobya. Nangako si Sarah sa sarili na makahahanap siya ng lalaking magmamahal, magtitiwala, at magpapahalaga sa kanya na parang isang reyna sa ikalawang pagkakataon. Isang taon ang lumipas, muling nagtagpo ang kanilang landas. *** Philip confronted Sarah in a ladies’ restroom, demanding, “Do not let other men touch you!” Sarah remained indifferent; her demeanor noticeably changed. “And what if I do?” she retorted. Philip’s tone grew menacing, “You won’t like what I’d do.” Unfazed, Sarah shot back, “Mr. Cornell, I’ve never liked what you’ve done, even in the past. There’s nothing new about that, and please stop whining like a baby,” before turning and walking away, disdainfully leaving him behind.

Kinailangang makipagbalikan ni Kristine sa dati niyang asawa na si Zanjo, para makuha ang mana niya. Iyon kasi ang kondisyon ng yumaong ama para makuha ang pamana nitong iniwan sa kanya. Dahil kung hindi siya makikipagbalikan kay Zanjo ay mapupunta ang dapat na mana sa kanyang stepsister na walang ibang ginawa kundi maglustay ng pera. "Papayag lang ako sa isang kondisyon," wika ni Zanjo nang sabihin ko ang pakay ko sa kanya. "What... condition?" A naughty smile formed on his lips. "I want you to... pleasure me, Kristine."

“Is it your turn to serve me now?” Everyone in Lucena knows Ton Harmond Villanueva is untouchable. He is cold, ruthless, and never bows to anyone. Kaya nung kumalat ang balitang baliw na baliw siya sa isang pangit na babae, tinawanan lang ito ng elite circle. Little did they know, the ugly woman is actually the peerless beauty Leirl Pamelle Pablo, hiding behind a mask to destroy her cheating fiancé. But revenge comes with a price. And for Pamelle, that price is being trapped in the arms of a man who won’t let her go until she calls him ‘Husband’—habang ang ex niya, napilitang tawagin siyang Aunt.

She gave him eight years. He gave her a divorce mid-sex, all for the dying wish of his sister, Naomi. Liv signed the papers, burying her marriage and the truth about her secret baby. Now, she's free and ready to walk away. But when she sees CEO Hudson publicly embracing Naomi, a single, cold glance from Liv shatters him. She's not angry—she's just done. "Go live your life with Naomi. But don't expect me to wait." He gave her up easily. But how can he move on when his ex-wife is carrying the one thing he can never get back?

She got the wedding. She got the title. She got everything she wanted... Except his love. At 18, Hainna lied to trap Shawn into marriage. On their wedding day, he kissed her cheek instead of her lips. After the reception, he drove her straight to the airport. "Ipapatapon kita sa Canada, Hainna. Hindi ka maaaring bumalik hangga't di ko sinasabi." 3 years later, she's back. Mrs. Alvarez in name only. His rule: "You are one of my women." Her rule: "Make me yours again, Shawn." She stole the title. Now she has to earn the man. But can love grow where hate was planted?

I fell inlove with my same gender.. yes same gender but what makes my situation worse is that she is my Bestfriend. Takot akong masira ang pagkakaibigan namin kaya hanggat kaya ko ay tinago ko ang nararamdaman ko but my love for her never changed a bit.. Sa pagbabalik ko at kung kailan handa na kaming mahalin ang isa't isa ay siya namang dating ng trahedya na tuloyang sisira sa pagmamahalang matagal na naming tinago sa isa't isa. Will she choose to remember my existence or will choose to forget me and find a new love? My name is Shanaia Asher Mendez and here is my story..

It all started at Ari's wedding. When she saw her sister and the groom making out in a room, anong dapat gawin ng isang babaeng niloko ng dalawang mahal niya sa buhay? Edi ang tumakbo palayo sa kanila. She fled on her wedding day with the best man, Geoffre. A man who also fled on his best friend’s wedding. Both heartbroken from the person they love. But they say, two broken people can help each other to get better and be fixed. She didn’t expect that the runaway she did will change her life 180 degrees. Will love blossom between them? “The best thing that happened to me is when I runway with you on my wedding day.”

"We will never come back here next summer. We won't." Kuya Dusk's voice sounded with finality. I heard my brothers sighed heavily. They both kissed me in my forehead, and the next thing I knew, my vision were blocked by darkness. I am to reckless for giving trust. I am a foolish when I gave love. It's all absurd, but I did all that. For him, for the man I thought of never gonna hurt me. I want to forget you. I hope I could wake up tomorrow with no worries, tomorrow that I will no longer remember you, Trevor. I wish I could forget how I gave my whole stupid heart to you.