Dahlia Sonic Bloom

"Oo, isa akong guro, at may nais akong turuan ng leksyon." --- Walang ibang tutulong sa kaniyang matinding pagdurusa kundi ang kaniya lamang sarili. Si Dahlia Perez o mas kilala bilang teacher Dahlia ang mismong aalam sa madilim na nangyari sa kaniyang ama sa nakaraan. *** Nagtuturo sa isang paaralang elementarya si Dahlia Perez. Baguhan lamang siya sa isang lungsod. Dahil nakapagtapos ng pag-aaral sa kolehiyo, kinuha niyang trabaho ang maging isang guro. Ngunit sa halip na ang kaniyang propesyon ang kaniyang isinaalang-alang ay iba ang sadya niya sa pamamagitan nito.

Like a petal thats fallen from a dying flower, I fell for you knowing it wouldn't work out anyways. - Jasmine somehow gets stuck having to become Zac Miller, the school bad-boy/golden-boy's Chemistry tutor. It didn't take long for things to get messy when Jasmine's boyfriend needs to send Zac a message to stay away from his girlfriend. A blooming attraction between bad guy Zac and the innocently sweet Jasmine, secrets from the past and a very jealous boyfriend - nothing about being Zac Miller's tutor was going to be easy for Jasmine.

She is the assassin trained in seduction and the perfect kill. Her target is the King himself and the plan is simple: infiltrate his bedchamber, ensnare him with her body, and slip the dagger between his ribs before dawn. No attachments. No mercy. But the moment their eyes meet for the first time, everything shatters. One night becomes two, three, then a dangerous habit. She tells herself she just wants to fuck him senseless and leave. Now she’s torn between her warring emotions, the King’s brother and the oath she swore to the Serpent Sisters. But she only craves one man. One crown. One bed. And she’ll burn the kingdom down before she lets anyone take him from her. Buckle up, lovers, because this is only the beginning. The next series is already simmering, hotter, filthier, and ready to drag you deeper into the dark. Stay wet. Stay ready.

Bagi Dahlia perselingkuhan itu sudah biasa. Bukan karena dia suka berselingkuh tetapi karena dia sudah sering merasakan diselingkuhi. Saking seringnya sang suami berselingkuh membuat hati Dahlia menjadi kebal. Dahlia tidak akan menangis atau melabrak selingkuhan suaminya. Dia hanya akan diam pura-pura tak tahu dan tetap menjadi istri yang baik. Karena itu suaminya tidak pernah sadari. Namun kali ini sang suami berselingkuh dengan seorang wanita yang paling Dahlia benci dalam hidup. Wanita tersebut adalah anak dari selingkuh ayahnya. Anak yang sudah mengambil perhatian ayahnya. Dan kali ini Dahlia merasa terusik. Akan kah kali ini Dahlia akan bertindak? Akankah Dahlia tetap mempertahankan rumah tangganya lagi?

Aria was born under the moon’s blessing gentle, intuitive, carrying a power she never asked for. Clara was forged in lightning fierce, rebellious, and determined to tear down every wall fate built around her. Two girls from opposite worlds. Two powers that should never coexist. Two destinies written by a goddess who broke herself long before they were born. But when an ancient prophecy stirs and the sea begins whispering the goddess’s name, Aria’s quiet strength and Clara’s storming rage collide in ways no one predicted. Their bond becomes something deeper, older something the world isn’t prepared to face. And standing between them is Ares, Alpha of the Lunar Pack, bound by duty, torn by fate, and caught in a connection that defies every rule of the wolf world. He was never meant to choose between them… yet destiny demands a choice no heart should have to make. As the goddess rises to reclaim the pieces of herself she once shattered, Aria and Clara must uncover the truth behind their origins, their bond, and the power that ties them together. Will they rewrite a fate written long before their births or become the final sacrifice in a prophecy designed to consume them?

"As you walk out of that door, walk out of my life as well." I told him as I looked him straight in the eye. All the love was gone. All the good memories faded. In their places were anger, hatred and disgust. He looked at me as if he couldn't believe what I was saying. "I'm sorry, please give me a chance to be a father to Dah-" "Leave!" I said in a dangerously low tone. He didn't deserve to be called a father. He didn't deserve to live at all, you know why? Because he took away everything from me. My virginity, my happiness, my education, my teenage life and my family. Everything. He was a monster and my daughter would never call him daddy.

I stood on the pavement outside the townhouse that had been my sanctuary for ten years, watching the removal men haul out my life. Beside me, Lyle didn't even have the decency to look guilty. "It’s just business, Lolly," he’d said an hour ago, dropping the divorce papers onto the marble kitchen island. "You were a beautiful asset. But assets fucking depreciate." Now, I was a 'no one'. No money, no keys, and my reputation dragged through the mud. I stared up at the window of my bedroom. Krista – my ex best friend – was up there right now.. I turned. A man leaned against the frame of a waiting black saloon car. He didn't look like a bloody saviour. He looked like the devil, and right now, the devil was exactly what I needed. "I'm Franco," he murmured. "And I think Lyle just made the biggest mistake of his pathetic life. He thinks he broke you. I think he just let you off the leash." The heat radiating off his body was a phenomenal. I had just lost my husband, but standing this close to Franco, the only thing I felt was a sudden, violent ache. He held out an invitation. The Apex Bloom. A survival game for the elite. The prize is a billion pounds. But it doesn't reward beauty. It rewards the hunger of a woman who has nothing left to lose." A sharp shock shot through me, and I let out a soft gasp. He stepped half an inch closer, his thigh brushing against mine. He knew what that touch did to me. He wanted it just as much as I did. "Rule one," Franco whispered. "In my arena, the only way to bloom is to bleed. Are you ready?"

Ang kuwento na ito ay tungkol sa isang tao na maraming natuklasan ukol sa kanyang kasarian. Na humantong sa isang desisyon na hindi niya pinagsisihan.

After waking up one day to discover I was coughing up flowers, everyone started giving me strange looks. It continued until my sworn enemy cornered me against a wall. His expression darkened as he chuckled softly and asked, "Oh, baby, have you been going out like this every day? Why don't you try mine instead?"

My son was no longer with us. His heart, while he still breathed, was cruelly harvested and given to someone of influence—Michele Finnen, the wife of Scott Langley. Just because she had heart disease and was powerful, she sent people to snatch my son away. As an orphan and now a single mother, my son was all the family I had. He would curl up in my arms and whisper, "Mommy, don't be scared. I'll protect you when I grow up!" He was the center of my universe. Consumed by a seething hatred for Michele, I craved vengeance. I was determined to reclaim my son's heart myself, ensuring he would leave this world whole. To do that, I set my sights on Michele's husband, Scott. He was still enamored with his first love. But fate played a cruel joke: suddenly, out of nowhere, that very woman experienced a car accident. And the strangest part? I looked almost just like her.