Death Note Alternate Ending

Sa isang malupit na lugar kung saan walang puwang para sa kabiguan, dahil ang kabiguan ay nangangahulugan ng dugo at kamatayan. Simple lang ang hamon. Survive and escape the claws of your doom. The race against death's door begins once you enter the door...

....."most things are best left unknown". The wolf she had just seen transform into a muscular man said..... **** Vanessa just ran away from a marriage she is being forced to go into, with a man she doesn't love. Thinking she was running to start a better life, she didn't know she just ran into a secret. One she is not supposed to discover. What's that secret that turns her whole life around?

Tennessee is one of the music meccas of the United States. Different musicians were born in this city, but this is not a musical story; it is a scary story or a horrible story.

Chanel Danica Suarez, a musically inclined fashion designer is living her dream. Everything she ever wanted is already on her reach. But despite having material things, she still felt emptiness inside especially, when she lost her mother. The piano became her companion which eased her longing and made her feel loved. But when she met Dior Louis Saavedra, the dullness that once filled her life became brighter. Could he be the missing note to her broken piece? Or would he be another reason for her to keep falling apart?

"Palagi na lang kasi akong nari-reject kapag nagpapasa ako ng libro ko sa Good Nobela at hindi ako pwedeng ma-reject this year. Alam mo namang may usapan kami ng Daddy. Hindi na niya ako pipilitin na mag-masteral kapag may naipasa akong libro. Eh, lagi akong nari-reject dahil nga ang mga sinusulat ko raw ay walang kilig. Kailangan daw mag-focus ako sa nararamdaman ng bida kapag nandyan ang mahal niya." -- Jornaliza Smith Ang nais lang naman ni Jornaliza Smith ay maging sikat na manunulat kaya nagpaturo siya sa bestfriend niyang si Luigi Chances kung paanong maging ‘manyak’. Kahit kasi kahit 23 years old na siya hindi pa siya nakaranas ng first kiss. So, paano pa niya mailalarawan kung paanong umakyat sa ikapitong glorya? On going na ang 'erotic session' nila ni Luigi ng biglang bumukas ang pintuan ng kanyang kuwarto at nakita sila ng kanyang Daddy na saksakan ng konserbatibo. Kaya, wala sa oras na napamartsa si Jornaliza sa harap ng altar. Shucks, ang nais lang niya ay maging sikat na manunulat, paano niya gagampanan ang papel bilang asawa kung wala namang spark sa pagitan nila ni Luigi? Eh, bakit parang may dumadaloy na milyun-milyong boltahe ng kuryente sa kanyang katawan kapag hinahalikan siya ng bestfriend niya?

While I was nine months pregnant, the apple of my husband’s eye moved into our house. Whenever she saw me, she would make a sad face. My husband was sure that I was flaunting my pregnancy to make her angry. “Rachel is frail, and she can’t get pregnant, yet you’re walking around making her upset?! Do I seriously have to teach you a lesson?!” He ordered the bodyguards to lock me in the attic that had not been in use for a long time and told them not to give me food. I pleaded for mercy and told him that the ultrasound scan showed that the twin babies were too big. I told him that the doctor had claimed that I had to be hospitalized while I waited for my delivery. But he laughed as if he had heard the world’s greatest joke. When he spoke, his voice was as cold as ice. “You’re still three days away from your delivery date! Enough with the pitiful act! Repent while you’re in the attic! This is what you get for making Rachel upset!” The contractions hurt so much that I clenched my fists to the point that my nails broke, but no one unlocked the door to the attic. My piercing screams echoed in the attic for a long time until my whole body was soaked in blood, and one of my babies was stuck between my bloody legs. Three days later, my husband ate his breakfast that was not up to his taste and said, “Have Jane make breakfast for me, then have her apologize to Rachel with a gift. If she’s sincere enough, I’ll send her to the hospital to deliver the babies.” But no one dared go up to the attic because the blood that flowed down from it had already reached the second step of the stairs.

After her Ex husband’s betrayal and toxicity which made her insecure, Alison finds it hard to ever trust her heart to any other man. She decides to live her life without love, her main priority being her daughter and work. Leonardo meets Alison, his heart dancing to the tune of love at first sight. But that wasn’t the case for Alison, her past had a strong hold on her ‘moving on’ With both of them having pasts that left permanent scars, will there be a chance for their love story to occur? Or would Alison continue to let her past rule over the yearning of her heart?

I had just returned from the world's largest tech summit when my mentor called. She has always been like a mother to me. She told me she had arranged a marriage for me, with the daughter of a close friend of hers, Tania Jones. She was a rising talent in the capital's business scene, and a number of my patents were licensed to her company, forming the core technology behind their latest products. After working late in the lab, I changed into a carefully chosen suit and went to the engagement ceremony. However, I was stopped at the entrance by Elias Yates, Tania's personal assistant. He was wearing a perfectly tailored designer suit, every detail immaculate. He looked more like the groom than I did. "If you know what's good for you, walk away," he said with an icy smirk. "An orphan with no background should know his place. You are not worthy of Ms. Jones." I frowned and replied, "Does Tania know you are speaking on her behalf like this?" Elias let out a mocking laugh. "A kept man living off his mentor's reputation could never understand how important I am to Ms. Jones." There was obsession and pride shining in his eyes. I looked at him for a moment, then dialed Tania. "If this is your idea of welcoming your fiancé," I said evenly, "then perhaps my patents should only be shown to you on paper, right before I sell them to your rival instead."

I run into my fiancé's childhood sweetheart at the entrance of a bar on Valentine's Day. She's been drugged and is unconscious. This time, I pretend not to see her and leave without another look back. I didn't know who she was in my past life and saved her out of kindness. Then, I accidentally saw my fiancé's name tattooed on her collarbone. I thought it was just a misunderstanding until I answered her phone and heard my fiancé's voice on the other end of the line. I hung up out of jealousy and anger. I ignored the 99 calls he gave me. I took his childhood sweetheart to one of my family's hotels and made sure she was well taken care of before leaving. Unexpectedly, she was violated that night. She committed suicide out of shame. My fiancé acted like nothing happened after hearing of this. He proceeded to give me a grand wedding. Then, when I found out I was pregnant, he broke my legs and locked me up at home. I broke down and asked him why he was doing this. He laughed manically. "Averie wouldn't have been violated if not for you. She wouldn't have taken her own life! It's all your fault!" To my surprise, when I open my eyes again, I find myself back to the day I run into Averie Lancaster outside the bar.

My boyfriend's first love and I roll down the stairs at the same time. I'm unscathed, but she passes out. He's furious and orders people to break my limbs, drug me, and throw me into a kennel. "I'll make you pay a hundredfold for the pain Jean experienced!" I think about the hurricane warning I saw earlier and endure the pain while pleading with him. "Please don't do this, Jason! I'll die!" He sneers at my begging and holds Jean close while she continues acting like she's unconscious. He snaps, "It's too late to beg for mercy now!" It's pouring outside, and the wind whips everything around. Thunder cracks and lightning flashes, but I'm still thrown outside. Two days later, Jason instructs someone to get me. "Go get her. Jean wants to have her cooking!" What he doesn't know is that I'll never stand before him again. Not alive, anyway.