Compatibility Test Zodiac

"No. I can't, baby. How can I possibly stay away from you, when you're carrying my heart wherever you go to?" ~ Ugo Noguchi [Uno] ___ Sea Ivory McCain, a teenager with a not so normal condition. She's living her life with full of routines, boundaries and self-control 一 all of which get put to the test when she meets Uno, an impossibly hard-headed teen who has the same illness. There's an instant flirtation when they met but then, with each other's presence, would they realize the importance of life, friendship, family and faith? "Chase your stars. Make each day count, because this is just life. It will be over before you knew it."

A girl's love so deep? It appeared it was true love at the beginning. She was determined to do everything possible to get what she wanted. Her friends ridiculed her. Society mocked her. But she did not give up. "True love?" I often asked myself. But I had no answers to my questions. It took me quite a long time to define her true intentions. One night, she visited. "Let's try it," she proposed that night. I felt her warm breath as she whispered. Her wild expectations coupled with anxiety was making her heart beat very fast. It was a quiet night, and the light was dim in the room. That was the first time she spent the night with me. I was determined not to have any affair with her. I was a novice, and I believed she was not though many people in the community including her family believed she was a virgin. A feeling I could not define thrilled through me when she spoke. "A test or she mean it?" I asked silently. We have often talked about staying chaste till the appropriate time, the time we are sure to get married, so why was she proposing that we try it? I brushed off that thought and began thinking about how I was going to go about it if she really meant it. I had no experience in satisfying a woman in bed. "Did you hear me?" she asked. And before I could say anything, I felt a kiss on my right cheek. The man in me responded to the touch. But before I could act on my feelings, I remembered grandma's prediction about us. "Are we really going to get married someday?" I asked silently . . . Happy reading!

My husband woke me at 2 AM, demanding I come to the hospital to operate on Ava Foster— his first love. When I arrived, Ava was lying ghostly pale in the hospital bed. The chart showed end-stage uremia; she desperately needed a kidney transplant. I explained that her condition was critical, and without a matching donor, there was nothing I could do. My husband mistook my professional assessment for jealousy. He slapped me hard across the face. "What kind of doctor are you?" he snarled. "Are you just going to let her die? Test more people until you find a match!" I rubbed my cheek and nodded calmly. "Actually, we already found one." "Your kidney is compatible with hers. You'll be the donor."

Nina became friend with Dewey at 13, they got really close over the years and she fell in love with him. At 18, she found out he was his mate, her joy knew no bound but the joy didn't last a day as he rejected her heartlessly. Broken and dejected, she ran into the woods to cry out her sorrow, it was such a painful experience but she didn't expect to meet an handsome man in the wood, she jumped on the man and seduced him to make love with her and he in turn satisfied her to the brim. Ten months later, Nina stood as a slave with her two handsome children by her arms before the most ruthless and aloof alpha king, Roland, who was popularly known for killing his late wife for cheating on him with a slave. His hatred for slaves knew no height, infact, it made him gave an order that slaves are not permitted to give birth to children nor have children lesser than three years old with them. Nina wouldn't allow her babies to be separated from her. About to sentence Nina to a lifetime in the Deungeon for disobeying his order, Nina confessed to him that her twin boys were his. In a world where DNA test doesn't exist, how will Nina prove to him that her twins were for him? Will he let go of his deep rooted hatred for slaves and accept the mother of his children or will he destroy her for disobeying his command?

My sister accompanies me when I go for my premarital medical checkup. When I'm preparing a urine test, I hear embarrassing sounds coming from the cubicle next door. I'm about to leave when I hear the conversation. "Keep it in you, Willow. We're doing this again if it slips out." The voice belongs to my fiancé, Zachary Hilton. The woman to whom he's speaking is Willow Langley, my sister. I dial his number hysterically to see whether it really is him, but my calls go unanswered. All I hear is the incessant ringing of a phone next door and moans alongside it. I'm rooted to the spot, too stunned to do anything. Zachary once vowed to love me for life, yet he's doing something like this with Willow prior to our wedding. The moans and pants next door take a long time to subside. Once I hear them leave, I call home, my face wet with tears. "Mom, change my husband-to-be to Thomas Hilton, Zachary's youngest uncle. I don't want to have anything to do with Zachary anymore."

SYNOPSIS: Nancy Coronel is a powerful girl, 5 feet 9 inches tall, of mixed Chinese ancestry, and has an athletic build as a result of her love of sports. She has an attractive, sensual, and modest Asian beauty, but she also has a split personality that suggests the ability to be a strong leader and manager of the family's hacienda. She develops into a valiant warrior willing to fight in the battle against rebellion as she accepts responsibility inspired by her passions as a woman with faith striving to acquire a law degree at the university. When confronted by rebels, Nancy Coronel assumes the person tough guy wisdom of a man to defend the hacienda and the lives and property of her people from torture and assault and her man came to be her partner. She learned that her hidden weakness was falling in love. Jason Steven Chang approaches as a partner and guides, a wealthy and well-known man who works as a covert spy for a significant international organization. He is familiar with the numerous conflicts caused by the opposition's uprising. Despite his knowledge about rebelling workers, he chose to live a life of peace, but they became lovers. Despite being 6 feet and 2 inches tall and stunning, he made her feel insecure about his love interest. She insisted on portraying herself as a tough guy, which he challenged and discredited. She secretly becomes pregnant as a result, and she chooses to leave him behind to begin a new life with her kid. Their paths cross oftentimes. As a single parent of their son, she disregards him. Nancy still displays a dual personality to test him but made her his legal counselor when he is allegedly confronted by his real mission. He still loves her and courts her again to propose marriage.

"I don't know what you've done to my son but I don't want you near him again. I mean he is the prince of the land and you, you are just an ordinary maid" the queen said. It seems just unacceptable for a maid from the lowest class of the land to be in a relationship with the prince who is the envy of all ladies. Poor and an only child of a widow, Mma relationship with the prince was what does to be tagged a taboo as everyone in the land disagreed to it. What do you think will happen to this forbidden love? Will these two individuals from different world be able to stand the test of time?

Madam Pratt, my mother-in-law, was in critical condition after a car accident, desperately needing surgery. However, as the lead surgeon, I—Lilianne Davis—stood by, casually scrolling through short videos on my phone. My best friend, Tiffany Owens, who was also a doctor, was far more anxious than I was. She grabbed my hand and pulled me toward the operating room. “Lily, why are you still stalling? Hurry up and save her!” I took a step back, clutching my stomach in pain as her face twisted in shock. “I have cramps so bad I can’t even stand. You do it.” In my last life, the moment I heard about Madam Pratt’s accident, I had swallowed a painkiller and rushed into surgery, working for hours to stabilize her. I had barely stepped away from the operating table when alarms blared. “Lilianne, what have you done? The patient is experiencing acute hemolysis!” “Call the family now!” Gareth Pratt stormed in, his face twisted with rage. He slapped me hard in the face. “Lil, you’re a professional surgeon, yet you gave my mother the wrong blood transfusion?!” I froze, reaching for Madam Pratt’s medical report to explain, only to find that the A-type blood I had seen before had somehow changed to B-type. The medical board arrived, and a blood test revealed traces of hallucinogens in my system. “Unbelievable! Taking illegal substances before surgery? That’s a cardinal sin for a doctor!” In the chaos, Emma Pratt, Gareth’s teenage sister, grabbed a scalpel and stabbed me multiple times. Blood gushed from my arteries, and I collapsed in a pool of crimson. As my vision faded, I couldn’t understand what had happened. I had never taken illegal drugs. Besides, I was absolutely certain of Madam Pratt’s blood type. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the moment right before stepping into the operating room.

"Pregnant patient, corpus luteum rupture, heavy bleeding! We need a consent form signed—now!" I stood there holding the clipboard, waiting, when a voice I knew way too well cut through the chaos. "I'm here!" Jimmy. My husband. The same guy who vanished on our anniversary—now signing off on emergency surgery for another woman. He didn't even blink before writing "husband" on the form. Still had our wedding ring on, too. He didn't recognize me behind the mask. Just grabbed my hand and begged. "Please save her. It's my fault. She's pregnant. I messed up. I love her. I can't lose her." His grip tightened. My wedding ring slipped off and hit the floor. I didn't say a word. Just turned and walked into the OR. A doctor beside me, totally clueless, beamed and said, "Dr. Meyer, your test results came back—twins! Your husband's gonna be so happy. Congrats!" I smiled, barely. "Schedule the termination after surgery."

Born with dark skin, she is despised by her pack who treat her like rubbish. She is useless to the pack but there is that one person that made her see her worth. Though they weren’t soulmates, but they complimented each other. What’s the one thing that would test their love and how strong is their love? Her race, The werewolf family has betrayed her. The one she loves has stabbed her right in the back without thinking how she’d feel about it. Curses made, self oaths are taken and secrets are kept. She longer finds home conducive and so Moon goddess entangled herself with a beast, a ruthless and cold hearted human. She hated him for he always didn’t see anything she did to be right. There is just one thing that will change everything. Scars come back to life and things spittled out from the mouth are wanted back by their past owners. New found feelings get tightened but what’s that special reason why past owners want their toy back?