Eat In Sign Language

Mula sa mundo ng mga ilaw, alak, at mga lalaking may pera, sanay na si Aithne Montillano na magpanggap. Magpanggap na masaya siya sa ginagawa niya kahit alam niya sa sarili niyang hindi.Kahit kailan man ay hindi siya magiging masaya sa pagiging club entertainer, pero kahit pa man ganun ang kanyang trabaho ay hinding hindi siya nagpapagalaw sa mga customers niya, tanging hawak lang ang mga ito sa hita niya o kaya hinahalikan siya ng mga ito sa leeg. Kahit palibutan siya ng mga mayayamang lalaki gabi gabi, ay may isang prinsipyo siyang hindi kailanman binasag, ang sarili niya ay hindi kailanman ibebenta kapalit ng salapi. Hanggang nakilala niya si Havoc Marchetti- isang ruthless billionaire CEO, kilala siya sa pagiging walang awa sa negosyo at walang awang pinapalampas na kahinaan. Sanay siyang manalo, sa boardroom, sa deals, at sa buhay. Isang maling desisyon lang ng kalaban ay kaya niyang agawin ang kumpanya, wasakin ang reputasyon, at lumakad palayo na parang wala lang. Perpekto ang buhay ni Havoc. Kahit babae nabibili niya, at wala siyang balak mag asawa dahil para sa kanya ang pagpapakasal ay isang kulungang kailanman ay hindi niya matatakasan, ngunit makulit ang ina niya, madalas siya nitong kinukulit kung kailan siya mag-aasawa at magkaroon ng anak. Sa isang gabing puno ng tensyon at tahimik na titigan ay biglang gumawa ng alok si Havoc na hindi kayang tanggihan ni Aithne. Isang gabi. Isang kontrata. Isang halagang kayang magligtas ng buhay. Dahil sa trahedyang magpapatumba sa kanyang mundo , mapipilitan si Aithne na suwayin ang sarili niyang panata.Habang mas lumalım ang kanilang ugnayan, mas lumalabo ang linya sa pagitan ng pagnanasa, damdamin, at pag-ibig. Sa mundong lahat ay may presyo, hanggang saan mo kayang ibenta ang sarili mo kapag puso mo na ang nakataya?

Mary dan Jung Soo, dua orang yang terpisah bertemu kembali dengan kondisi yang berbeda. Mary yang kehilangan ingatannya sementara Jung Soo baru saja bercerai. Mary dan Jung Soo sama- sama menyimpan harapan terhadap satu sama lain. Mereka berharap bisa menemukan kebahagiaan yang pernah mereka buat bersama lagi. Tapi tidak mudah. Jung Soo masih merasa bersalah karena kecelakaan yang menimpa Mary dan juga perceraiannya. Sementara sosok Lee Joon Hee datang ke kehidupan Mary dan mulai mewarnai kehidupan Mary. Baik Jung Soo ataupun Joon Hee, keduanya membuat Mary tak sabar dengan masa depannya. Mary berada dalam pilihan antara siapa yang ia butuhkan dan siapa yang ia inginkan.

I was his one weakness. Don Alex, the king of New York. And I was his queen. But days before our child was due, I was thrown into the Dockside Deathmatch—a cruel game broadcast for the underground world’s entertainment. The bullets flew, hidden traps lay in wait, and my every terrified, pathetic attempt to survive was broadcast live on giant screens. Then, I heard his second-in-command on the loudspeaker. "Boss, your wife's about to pop. You sure you wanna be here?" I froze. Alex was here? A moment later, a woman’s sugary voice dripped through the speakers. "Forget that bitch. Alex told me the only thing that mattered today was being here with me. Right, honey?" It was Scarlett. The Chicago Outfit's princess. Alex's childhood sweetheart from Chicago, a woman he had always pampered and shown a distinct bias towards. He had turned down her advances for years, but he never refused her whims. Today, she was in a bad mood and insisted on watching the deathmatch, so he was here to keep her company. I screamed for Alex, begged him for help, but he was convinced I was an assassin in disguise. Because Scarlett laughed and said the game needed to be more exciting. So he pressed the button. Vicious patrol dogs hunted me. My water broke, mixing with blood on the ground. I was in agony. The game hit its climax as more dogs and gunmen closed in from all sides. Everyone was betting on who would be the next to die. Alex smiled, his voice a low, careless drawl, "I’ll bet on that filthy pregnant woman to die." He didn't know the truth until I bled out on an operating table, our child dead with me. They say the ruthless Godfather shattered. Broke completely.

On the day of our engagement, my Alpha mate Kane mistakenly thought that my mom had seduced his dad and almost killed his mom. He canceled our ceremony and forced me, who was eight months pregnant, to jump into the silver pit. Kane hated me for three years, and threatened me with my child to be the most humble slave in his pack, watching him and other women make love. "Aria, you destroyed my family! I will never let you go in this life!" Finally, I accepted my fate and stopped resisting, letting the guards throw me into the silver pit. However, when Kane found out that those things had nothing to do with me, he went completely crazy looking at the pool of blood in the silver pit.

My marriage to Bryan wasn’t perfect, but it was never bad enough for me to want him dead. Yet when he was brutally murdered in a hotel room, every finger pointed at me. His family accused me. The world believed them I spent months behind bars for a crime I didn’t commit. My empire crumbled. My only child now sees me as a murderer. I was bullied, broken, and forgotten until Damon stepped back into my life. Damon, my ex-lover, is now fighting to clear my name. He has one goal: to set me free. But he has another theory, one more shocking than the accusation itself, My Husband could be faking his death to make me suffer and start a new life with his mistress . Freedom didn’t make life easier. Outside those prison walls, I’m paying for my husband’s mistakes while battling for custody of my son, his family took everything from me but what if i turned everything around in my favour? And the question haunting me remains: Or how long was my supposed dead husband going to keep hiding?

Anica Faith Mendez, a certified secret man-hater but a player during her teenage days, who believes that a man can cheat on his wife, a boyfriend can hook with other girls while winning the heart of his girl with sweet lines and a boy can always consider a girl as their toy. Waking up one day realizing that the world believed she's pregnant- a fake news that spread and caused her to seal the deal of making it real with... Caspian Alexander Arevalo- a certified secret playboy and a black sheep to his noble family's name. Upon knowing the man she seal deal with, it lights the fuse of her teenage days motto. "If he's a player, then I'll give him a game to remember." What if the playboy met someone who is secretly an expert on the field of 'playing hearts'. Will they be able to provide a family for their child? Or will they kept on playing on each other's heart.

I went to visit the set where my chaste fiancee, the award-winning actress Whitney Lockwood, was shooting her new movie. When I heard she was shooting a bed scene, I frowned but still agreed. However, her scene partner, a young actor named Yarden Stein, could not get into character. Whitney grew impatient. She said they should do it for real. I stopped her and said they could use a body double instead. She slapped me across the face and glared at me with teary eyes. “Yale, this movie is very important to me! I have to make sure it’s perfect! Or do you think my first time matters more than the career I love most?” In the next second, she tore off all her garments and climbed onto the young actor without hesitation. She turned to look at me. Her eyes were full of sorrow. “I’ll imagine Yarden is you. Then, it will be no different from being with you.” I watched them slowly prepare for the scene. I heard the clapboard snap as filming began. My face stayed blank as I made a phone call. “Blacklist Whitney and Yarden. Anyone who still hires them will be making an enemy of the Foster family.”

When Alpha Kael is told his destined Luna is Selene, the perfect, powerful wolf chosen by the elders, he accepts out of duty. But when he meets Aria, a stubborn human girl who constantly challenges him, he feels an impossible pull toward her. Aria and Kael discover a terrifying truth: their hearts are *literally linked*. Whenever they’re more than 10 feet apart, their lungs burn, their hearts ache, and they’re left gasping for air. They fight against the bond—she thinks he’s arrogant, he thinks she’s reckless—but soon realize they *need each other* to survive. As Selene schemes to eliminate Aria, strange truths surface: Aria’s bloodline holds the mark of the true Luna. Long ago, her wolf was bound, and she was cursed to live as human to keep her hidden. The “Luna” everyone believed in is nothing more than an impostor, hiding dark secrets of her own. Now Kael and Aria must unravel the deception before the pack is torn apart. But claiming their bond will mean going against fate

Victor and I were nothing more than a pair of sworn enemies married inside the camp. He hated me for handing over my frail sister to the research institute, all so they could extract the antiviral serum from her blood. And I hated him for never seeing anyone but her, even in the apocalypse, when she could barely lift a metal rod. For the ten years of the apocalypse, the words we said to each other most often were, "Die a miserable death." … However, when the zombie horde finally broke through the last line of defense, he chained me to the modified mech truck and went out alone to face it. "Live…" I watched as the tide of corpses swallowed him whole, the crack of breaking bones mixing with the sound of flesh being torn apart. On the edge of death, he pulled out my sister's faded photo and placed it over the one clean spot on his chest. "This life is yours. But if there's a next one, don't go near her again." … That night, when I returned, I blew up the camp. When I opened my eyes again, I went to the zombie king. His razor-sharp claws closed around my throat, and I smiled as I took hold of his hand. "Let's make a deal. Give humans five more years, and I'll willingly be your queen." Last time, he gave his life to save me. This time, I'll be the monster—so they can all get what they want.

In the third year after my death, the one who remained faithfully by my wife's side was still the bionic robot I had painstakingly designed. It looked exactly like me and carried within it every detail of my mannerisms, speech, and habits. The only difference was that it never lost its temper with her. Because of that, my wife never sensed anything amiss. Yet each night, she brought home a different man, deliberately testing "me," desperate to see the wild jealousy and rage I once wore so vividly. Then, one day, her childhood sweetheart and first love, shoved "me" off the balcony. It was only then, in her horror, that my wife realized… "I" didn't bleed.