Dylan Is In Trouble

Damon Philips and Vanessa Monday have loved each other since they could imagine, but neither of them had the courage to say it out loud. Now Damon is stuck with Jessica. What would become of their love when Jessica suddenly announces that she is pregnant for Damon and somehow gets him to engage her? Would their love scale through all obstacles or would it crash and burn?

Catherine had just been sacked by her boss, The richest man in the country. She had just been too sad and struggling with her finances, she fell in the arms of an unknown stranger having a one night stand violating the laws of her contract marriage. This one-night stand changes her life for good and evil too.

It was just another morning commute—until he happened. Across the train aisle sat a man who looked like he’d stepped out of a high-end magazine and straight into a power struggle. His voice sliced through the air, sharp and commanding, as he chewed someone out over the phone like he ran the damn universe. Arrogant. Entitled. Dressed like a Wall Street god. Correction: he looked like a god. That’s where the charm ended—or so I thought. When the train screeched to a stop, he stood up in a hurry, stormed off… and left his phone behind. Did I pick it up? Yep. Did I snoop? Absolutely. Photos, contacts, a few mysterious texts—I couldn’t help myself. Did I keep it longer than I should’ve, building stories in my head about the man behind the voice? Yeah… I did that too. When I finally gathered enough nerve to return it, I marched into the glass-and-steel fortress he called an office. He wouldn’t even come out to meet me. So I dropped his phone on the desk outside his office door. And maybe—I left a photo on it first. Not exactly the professional kind. What I didn’t expect? A message. From him. What followed were late-night texts that burned hotter than anything I’d ever known. Words became whispers. Whispers turned into fantasies. I was falling—for someone I hadn’t even really met. He and I? Total opposites. Fire and ice. Chaos and control. But when we finally came face to face, it wasn’t just sparks. It was an inferno. What happened next? Let’s just say… falling for him was the easy part. Surviving what came after? That’s where the real story began.

I had been in a relationship with Zachary Dawson for seven years and engaged for three when, out of the blue, Ruby White, the daughter of his mentor, moved into our home. Sitting casually on the bed that Zachary and I shared, Ruby lounged with an air of nonchalance, her voice playful and teasing. "Zachary, the dental god, sure has a nice bed," she remarked with a smirk. "I can only imagine what it would be like to spend the night with him in this bed." I captured the scene on my phone and sent the video to our family group chat with a brief message: Looks like Zachary might have a new girlfriend Zachary rushed home, wrapping his arms protectively around a tearful Ruby. He pointed at me, his voice seething with anger. "My mentor's dying wish was for me to take care of Ruby! If you can't accept that, then move out!" Honestly, my brows furrowed deeper than the wrinkles on the bedsheets Ruby had sat on. Fine. I didn't need the bed, and I didn't need a fiancé anymore.

Bound by Fate. Forbidden by Blood. Desired by Three. She was never meant to be theirs, yet destiny had other plans. Now, resisting them is impossible—but surrendering could destroy them all. In a timeline where a harem was deemed impossible and the true Luna was been sought after, Alicia is stuck with choices that would affect her life forever. Now the question is, will she choose love or deny fate? * "We lied, little doll." They croak staring at me as I wonder how I got myself in this situation. "You can run, little doll, but you'll never be free of us. We'll follow you always. We'll hunt you across this world and the next. You belong to us."

Olive Perez is known as the lousy b*tch troublemaker. She comes from a wealthy family and can easily obtain anything she wishes. Though Olive is often seen as a "troublemaker" due to her rebellious nature, she was a kindhearted and sweet young woman. She had a strong sense of justice and was never afraid to stand up for what she believed in. She was also generous and treated people with respect, regardless of their social status. Pero paano kung ang katulad ni Olive na walang kinakatakutan at inaatrasan ay biglang manlumo nang makita mismo ng dalawang niyang mga mata kung paano binawian ng buhay ang kanyang mga magulang na walang kalaban-laban? It was a traumatizing and emotionally draining experience for her, and she's never been able to get over it. Sino ang magiging sandalan niya? Sino ang mananatili sa tabi niya para damayan siya? Aragon Hudson, a handsome and clever guy, who hates troublemakers like her showed up in her life amid her tragic life. Ang binatang ito ang magiging balikat niya sa sandaling paghihinagpis niya sa pagkamatay ng kanyang mga magulang. Ngunit paano kung ang inakala niyang mananatili sa tabi niya kahit pa ano ang mangyari ay iwan rin siya sa kadahilanang isa siyang troublemaker? What could be the destined faith waiting for the both of them? Would it be love, hate, or destruction in each other's lives?

Emrys Jael Travieso stands as an independent woman propelled by the void left in her heart by parents who abandoned them since they were a kid. She got a scholarship from a prestigious school Azure Southridge College. Jael strives to prove herself, not realizing that her journey is about to intersect with a troublemaker named Percival Ross Alaric. As Jael delves deeper into Ross's troubled world, she discovers the wounds he conceals behind his carefree facade. Can she be the healing force he desperately needs mending the broken pieces of his soul? Or would she end up hurting herself?

Her father sold her to a ruthless Mafia boss, Cassian Gavino. Cassian hated her to the core, he'd forcefully make her watch him and his mistress having sex, he'd beat her whenever he's upset and made sure she starved to sleep on some nights. Then a mistake happened, Cassian was drunk, he forcefully had sex with her and she got pregnant. Getting pregnant worsened her situation. Her pregnancy led to her drastic death, but she was given a second chance at life when she was reborn.

When the gas cooker exploded and Sharon Milton was close to death, only her five-year-old son, James Collins, was at her side. Her spirit stood next to James and looked at him as he sobbed and called Sean Collins. He begged Sean to come home and save his mommy. However, Sean only scolded him and told him not to lie like Sharon before hanging up. James wiped the tears from his eyes and called 911. When the ambulance finally arrived, Sean appeared and stept in. "Daddy, Mommy is bleeding out and needs the ambulance. Please don't take it from her!" "You little liar. Looks like your mom hasn't taught you very well. Step aside! Riley is due. She needs this ambulance more than Sharon!" James's eyes had turned red due to all the crying, but Sean pushed him away and left without even taking a look back. He got into the ambulance with Riley in his arms. "Daddy... Daddy! Please save Mommy!" James sobbed as he chased after the ambulance, but he didn't see the speeding truck that was heading towards him. Sharon shouted her son's name and wanted to push him away, but there was nothing she could do. She could only watch as James was run over by the truck. Beneath the wheels, there was a pool of blood spreading across the ground. Sharon was about to lose her mind. Over the past years, Sean had abandoned Sharon and James countless times for Riley Winston and her daughter. Whenever Sharon and Sean had an argument about this matter, Sean would always just say that he was repaying Riley's father for saving his life. Sharon just felt that Sean didn't know what he was doing. What she didn't expect was that he didn't care about her and James's lives at all. Sharon felt that she was the one who killed James. Her heart ached as she took her last breath. If there was another life, she just wished that she had nothing to do with Sean.

When Dylan Sullivan took a new type of hallucinogen, I was forced to give myself to him to curb the effects. Innately fertile, I got pregnant, giving birth to fraternal twins—a boy and a girl—after marrying him. However, Dylan refused to let them call him daddy, drinking away the nights while staring at the picture of his one true love. Then, on our tenth anniversary, he locked us up in the basement and burnt us to death. As it turns out, he remained hung up on that moment when I saved him all this time, stubbornly convinced I intervened when he was vulnerable to satisfy my ambitions. That in turn drove a rift between himself and his one true love, whose heartbreak led to psychosis and the accident that killed her. But I somehow opened my eyes to find myself alive, returning to the day Dylan took the hallucinogen by mistake. This time, I let his one true love have him, while I headed towards the study…