Do Guys Forget Their First Love

Ahana has everything. A fine boyfriend, a good job,a helpful community and a normal work environment. But Aput her boyfriend, wants to relocate and Ahana even if she's not keen on it will have to take a stance soon because she neither has time nor is a conventional head turner Ahana, wanting to take no chance, sits for a scholarship exam and aces it. She will be relocating too. She will be with her boyfriend, have a good education and will have everything in control. Or so she thought. The new country isn't giving soft landing even while she thought she had all grounds covered and she's thrown into survival mode. Then she meets Chris, a father and her boss who will do anything to protect his daughter. They tolerate each other and finally let their guards down but Chris has a secret that will reopen old wounds. Now Ahana will have to choose to run back to familiar grounds even if it's painful or take a terrifying step and choose something new, something real and might even last.

In my last life, my sister Cora and I were married to twin Alpha Heirs. Our union was meant to forge an empire. I married the older brother, Aiden. He became the Alpha, and I, his Luna. I dedicated my life to the pack's glory. Cora married the younger brother, Rhys. After Aiden defeated him for the Alpha title, Rhys became a monster. Twisted and cruel, he tortured Cora daily until his own mysterious death. After Rhys died, Cora was discovered to be pregnant. Everyone thought it was Rhys's last heir. The day she gave birth, Cora bled out and died. And I… I never gave Aiden the strong heir he craved. So, we raised Cora's child. I gave him everything. It wasn't until Aiden was on his deathbed that I heard him tell the boy the truth: “Your mother Cora’s death was Elena’s fault! All her kindness to you was a lie!” “You are my son. My flesh and blood with Cora. Your so-called father, Rhys… his weak blood could never have created a powerful Alpha like you.” “My son, after I die, you must avenge your true mother.” The herbs in my hand crashed to the floor. The boy I raised stormed out. Then he used his immense Alpha power to choke my life. But the Moon Goddess showed me mercy. She gave me a second chance. When I opened my eyes, I was back. This time, I would shatter this sham of a marriage with my own hands. But I never expected that this time, something about Aiden would be… different.

When my sister, Amelia, and I are waiting to be adopted at the orphanage, a man and a woman come to visit. Ambitious as ever, Amelia instantly sets her sights on the elegantly dressed woman named Charlotte Evans, while I end up being chosen by the man in plain, unremarkable clothes. But to my surprise, the man turns out to be a discreet billionaire. After adopting me, he publicly announces my identity for everyone to see. Meanwhile, Amelia is taken in by Charlotte, who's so harsh it borders on cruel. She constantly scolds and punishes her. Moreover, Amelia is bullied at school and even gets doused in dirty water by her classmates. While she stands there trembling and humiliated, I walk away with friends crowding around me. Consumed by jealousy and resentment, Amelia waits for the perfect moment and pushes me off a tall building when I least expect it. The next time I open my eyes, I find myself back on the day we are supposed to be adopted. I watch as Amelia chooses the man without the slightest hesitation. It's obvious she's come back to this day, just like I have. On the day we part ways, Amelia gives me a knowing smile. "From now on, I'm going to live the high life. If you ever go hungry, maybe I'll spare you a bite or two." Outwardly, I look angry, but inside I am over the moon. In this life, Amelia can enjoy her luxurious life, even if it means living comfortably in a gilded cage.

Kiela just wanted to make a call in the rooftop of the hospital where her friend got admitted because of a minor injury. She wasn't expecting to see a guy, who she had thought to commit a suicide. She only wanted to stop the stranger from killing himself and wasn't expecting to be kissed at all. "If I could turn back the time, I would never love you." - Kiela Syrbia Dela Vega "I met different people, but I didn't fall for them... because they aren't you." -Joaquin Rigues

"I want you to be our personal stripper," declared Killian, his voice deep and cold, slicing through the air and quickening her heartbeat. The intensity in their gaze made her knees weaken, a sensation hard to ignore. Nervously, she gulped, managing to stammer, "S-Sir..." Atlas, positioned behind her, added, "We'll pay you thrice what you earn in this club, sweetheart." His warm breath teased the back of her neck, sending shivers down her spine. She instinctively closed her thighs, aware of their eyes lingering on her nearly naked form. The offer was undeniably tempting, almost too good to be true. Killian Knight and Atlas De Luca, both successful bachelors in the city, were her employers in which she worked as their assistant, and the unexpected sight of them in the strip club where she worked as a dancer was nothing short of a shock. What added to the surprise was the outrageous proposal they were making! But, being the sole provider of her family, Claire find it hard to decline their offer. For her, money is everything, especially because of their family condition. Being with a sick mother and a brother battling with leukemia, Claire shouldered everything, and she in desperate to make a living. And so, Claire found herself agreeing. Be their stripper? That’s a piece of cake for her. Or so she thought. Fate takes an unexpected turn for Claire when she finds herself falling for the men she promised not to get attached to. However, avoiding two drop-dead hot bachelors proves to be a challenge, especially when fate seems to favor their presence. Becoming the personal stripper for the affluent and influential Killian Knight and Atlas De Luca, Claire finds herself entangled in a web of emotions she never anticipated...

The entertainment world is no stranger to Keitha Patric, a senior manager at Paris-based entertainment company Tristar. She has always represented the company to deal with scandals caused by famous actors she manages, but this time the incident was so out of Keitha's control that the production manager himself had to convene a staff meeting a few hours later. Keitha was then assigned to work with Laetus Allision, a new creative director of Tristar to solve the ongoing problem. But when it comes to solving problems, both Keitha and Laetus simultaneously realize that behind them there is another competitor who is deliberately trying to cause trouble for the company.

”Please, don't hurt me…” I whimper, ”You are my mate, I could never hurt you…” He whispers, He's the new Lycan-Vampire Hybrid King She's an orphan with a mysterious past Their fates intertwined Their future together uncertain A rival pushing for power Visions of a new war Who will survive??

Lyra thought she was living a fairytale, until it turned into her worst nightmare. Her boyfriend didn’t love her. He only wanted her virginity… so he could film it and sell the video for a $30,000 bet. Betrayed, broken and humiliated. She walked away without looking back. But pain has a way of making you reckless. One wild night, she fell into the arms of Nick, the hottest guy on campus, infamous for never touching the same girl twice. It was supposed to be a one-time mistake. Except Nick is breaking every one of his rules for her… and Lyra can’t tell if she’s falling in love or walking into another trap. What she doesn’t know? Nick is a dying werewolf, and she’s the only one who can save him, and Lyra doesn't even believe wolves exist. When the truth rips her world apart, will she run… or risk everything to stay?

My fiancé's first love was taking photos on a cliff before the landslide. To save her, he actually left me behind on the crumbling edge. I pleaded with him to save me. "Lucy isn't physically strong—she can't handle this alone. You've always been resilient. I'll get Lucy to safety first, then come back for you." Their silhouettes vanished over the ridge. After a brief commotion, everything went silent. Including me, with my freshly sprained ankle. When he saw the news of my death, he completely fell apart.

It was a national holiday and we decided to drive back to my husband's hometown to spend the holidays. One day before we left, my husband's childhood crush came crying to him that she had not managed to buy train tickets home. My husband immediately decided to let her have my seat in the car and insisted that I take the train instead. I looked at him in disbelief. There was shock in my eyes. Even my son insisted I take the train. "Mommy, Aunt Rosie is so pretty. How could you make her take the train?" I did not argue. I booked my train ticket right in front of them. However, it was to my own hometown. I no longer wanted a biased husband and a disloyal son.