David Goggins Daughter

Daphne Larckstone was a spoil brat. A woman has born with silver spoon in her mouth. She always gets whatever her wants no matter what it means. But when she reach her 25 years old. Her life change. When she almost bumped the young girl on the street. Daphne was so attach to the kid and meets the kid older brother. Ainna life was opposite of what Daphne life. Unconsciously, daphne fall with him. Actually she was overhead of him. But Cromo hates rich people. He keeps rejecting and hurt her. Since Daphne is not that type of person easy to turn down especially when she was starting to obsessed with. Daphne want to tame him, even by hook or crook. How long cromo could endure her? Are there chances the hate for daphne turns to love ?

(GORGEOUS MEN SERIES 39: Michael "Mavi" Villahermosa) Tinakwil siya ng kanyang ama dahil sa biglaang pagbubuntis. Kalaunan, iniwan naman siya ng kanyang kasintahan dahil sa maling akala. Naging mapagbiro man ang tadhana, hindi 'yon naging hadlang para buhayin ni Vesper ang anak niyang si Myla. Makalipas ang walong taon, nagpasya si Vesper na ipagpatuloy ang pag-aaral niya sa kolehiyo alang-alang sa future nilang mag-ina. Sa hindi inaasahang pagkakataon ay muling nagkrus ang landas nila ni Mavi Villahermosa—ang ex-boyfriend niya na ngayo'y isa nang ganap na propesor sa paaralan! Naalarma si Vesper gayong maliit na ang mundong ginagalawan nila. Isa lang ang nakatatak sa isip niya noong mga oras na 'yon. Hindi niya hahayaang makita ni Mavi ang kanilang anak! Ngunit isang araw, natunton ng lalaki ang tinitirahan niya at nasurpresa siya sa kanyang naabutan... "Bakit mo yakap-yakap ang anak ko?!" *** Started: May 25, 2022 Finished: February 18, 2023

Before I turned eighteen, I was the adored principessa of the Moretti family. That all changed on my eighteenth birthday, when my father brought home an orphan girl named Carina. "She needs a home," my father said. "You will look after her, like a sister." From that moment on, nothing was the same. My brother, who once doted on me, became cold and distant. And my fiancé... his love for me seemed to halve overnight. The family praised Carina for being gentle and obedient, calling her a far better daughter than me, their own flesh and blood. After being cast aside for Carina one too many times, I finally broke and grabbed my father's sleeve. "Does blood mean nothing at all?" My father's fury ignited. He sheltered a tear-stricken Carina behind him, and in front of every member of the family, he struck me across the face. "You selfish waste. I wish I'd never had you." "You bring shame to this family," my brother Marco's voice was as cold as a blade. "Get out." And my fiancé, Vincent, looked at me with disappointment,"If only it had been Carina I was engaged to from the start." They thought I would grovel at their feet, like I always did. But I said nothing, just walked to the family safe, removed the official documents, and drew a single line through my name. I took the engagement ring from my finger and placed it on the table. I gave Carina everything they felt I didn't deserve. After all, I only had a few days left to live. But they had no idea then that amid the ruins of the Moretti family, they would one day kneel in the rain and plead for my return.

As the heiress of their empire and soon to be the Empress, Zhao Mhielle have to choose between her responsibilities, happiness and her sister. And the time comes where she chooses to runaway, scape and turn her back to her responsibility. And during her scape she met him, the guy named Dimitrio Whites, one of the most powerful business man in the current society. He teach her the things that she never known about the modern world, be with her even though they'd just met, and love her even if all he have is the exchange... But the time comes where they both in love, but there is someone that she loved from the past, will she be able to choose between happiness or their safety. This is the journey of a runaway princess with the man he just met.

Synopsis They stripped her of her name, called her Prisoner Twelve, and left her to rot in chains. For four years, Natille endured wolfsbane scars, silver shackles, and silence from the family who should have saved her. Not once did her mother visit. Not once did her sister speak her defense. And the boy she once loved—Florian—watched her exile without lifting a hand. Now the gates open. Florian waits at the end of the path. “Grandmother misses you. The Alpha King pardoned you. Come home.” But home is poison. Her sister Navy smiles through rehearsed tears, wearing the life that was once Natille’s. Her brother Ronan sneers that she only seeks pity. Her mother weeps too late. And yet her grandmother, Elder Nelda, defies them all: “You are mine. This house is your house.” Every scar on Natille’s body is proof of betrayal, but the Wilsons call her manipulative, ungrateful, a danger to their name. Even Florian—now promised to Navy—warns her not to lean on pride. But pride is all Natille has left. And when Navy plunges into the deadly Moon Pool, it’s Natille who dives into silver-laced waters to save her. In a single night, she becomes both savior and suspect, her very survival sparking what could tear the Wilsons apart.

"You can't be pregnant,..no..Tasha..you must be joking," he scoffed, jiggling his head as he took a step back away from her. "I can't be pregnant? Was I barren when you met me? Or does it mean your middle leg is infertile?" She snapped. "You better think of a way to tell this to my brother," she added. "Now, that's the problem. How do I break this to your ruthless brother and father?!" He slammed. "None of my business, I wasn't there when you were busy chasing after his wife. Are you planning to reject this pregnancy? You can't reject a billionaire's grandbaby and you know it," she said with a smirk. He heaved a sigh and scratched the back of his head. "If I take responsibility for this, I'll die. If I don't, I'll still die anyway. So why take responsibility for something I'll end up dying for anyway?" He blurted and her eyes bulged. ** A lothario found himself in the chains of a beautiful strange lady whom he rescued from a deadly accident. But  what was supposed to be a rescue turned into a one night stand. A one night stand became a fling and then a fling turned into a game which would see him chained to her for the rest of his life. But her personality as a ruthless billionaire's daughter, and sister to the cold hearted billionaire whom he once had a feud with proved to be an obstacle that felt hard to overcome. What would his decisions be? Run away or stay to fight for his baby?. Follow the book for a rollercoaster ride.

The Tribrid’s story continues with her daughter, Katerina. Unlike her mother, Katerina is a Tribrid by birth, 1/4 angel, 1/4 human and 1/2 wolf. It’s been 17 years since the Dark Coven was defeated but enemies lurk around, wanting revenge and their target is the Tribrid’s daughter. To make matters more complicated Gunner Mortensen, the Alpha of the Lycan pack, learns he is mated to Katerina. Wolves do not associate with the lycans which only peaks Katerina’s curiosity more until she learns she is mated to the lycan Alpha. Are the rumors true and they are just bloody thirsty monster that cannot control their Lycan or is there more to them. Will Katerina’s father, Alpha Nicolai, put the Lycan’s past behind him and work with the Lycan Alpha to save his daughter from the Dark Coven? Will the mate bond be enough to unite two worlds after decades of hate?

'Hindi kasalanan ng anak ang kasalanan ng magulang. At hindi lahat ng kasalanan ng magulang ay kailangan akuin ng isang anak.' Mula pagkabata, namulat na si Carl Angelo sa dinanas na hirap ng kapatid niyang si Caren dahil sa kagagawan ng isang baliw na lalaki. Nasaksihan niya ang paghihirap ng kapatid dulot ng hindi karaniwang sakit nito. Masakit at mahirap makitang nasa ganoong kalagayan ang kanyang kapatid at habang lumalaki siya ay may namumuong galit at paghihiganti sa puso niya sa taong gumawa noon sa kanyang Ate Caren. Hanggang sa lumipas ang mga taon at dumating sa buhay niya ang isang babaeng kayang palabasin ang lahat ng nakatagong emosyon sa loob niya. Sa unang beses na masulyapan pa lang niya ang magandang mukha ng dalaga ay nagawa nitong buhayin ang lahat-lahat sa kanya kasama na doon ang nasa pagitan ng kanyang mga hita. At doon pa lang ay itinatak na niya sa kanyang puso't isipan na pagmamay-ari niya ang babaeng nagngangalang Vanessa Joy Gayla. Pero paano kung dumating ang panahon na malaman niyang ang babaeng kinahuhumalingan niya ay anak pala ng taong kanyang kinasusuklaman? Paano niya maisasakatuparan ang paghihiganting nabuo sa kanyang isipan? Isang magandang pagkakataon na para maging sandata niya ang dalaga laban sa ama nito. Pero kaya nga ba niyang gamitin ang dalaga na sa simula pa lang ay walang ng ibang ginawa kun'di ang mahalin at pagsilbihan siya? Kaya ba niyang saktan ang babaeng nagmamay-ari na ng puso, isipan at katawan niya? Matuto pa rin kaya siyang magpatawad kung alam niyang habambuhay na nagdudusa ang kapatid niya dahil sa kagagawan ng ama nito? Alin ang pipiliin niya? Pagmamahal o paghihiganti?

“I never wanted you or our daughter.” For five years, I pretended to be in a happy marriage with Andrew Morgan. I left my career to be with this billionaire bachelor to raise a family with him. A family that he never wanted. Of course, I should have known that his heart is still with Eleanor Walsh. Why else would he come chasing after her after she abandoned him for years? I was blind with love, and now my daughter and I are paying the price. “I need you here with me now,” I said. “Our daughter is in danger.” “Eleanor and Lottie need me more!” Andrew snapped. I begged. I cried. None of that mattered to Andrew. Even then, I had hope. I had love. But all of that changed when I found myself alone, with my dead daughter in my arms. “You can spend all your time with Eleanor and Lottie,” I spat at him. “We’re going to be divorced soon!” Andrew caught me by the wrist and stopped me. “You’re not going anywhere. Who said I agreed to the divorce?”

My husband secretly swapped the transplant recipient, giving the kidney that was meant for our daughter to the daughter of the woman he had always loved. Not long after, our daughter's condition worsened. The doctors tried to save her, but it was no use. She didn't make it. At the same time, the other girl's surgery was a success. My husband was so overjoyed that he handed out little gifts to the entire hospital in celebration. Rage and grief overwhelmed me, and I collapsed. When I came to, the doctors told me I had cancer. Late-stage. My time was running out. With nothing left to hold on to, I walked out of the hospital, clutching the urn that held my daughter's ashes. In the cold, empty house, I sat alone and drafted the divorce papers.