Epic Love

I put my t-shirt down, my hands shaking. I try to ignore them and stare at my reflection in the mirror. My hair color is dark brown and a vague hint of golden. My dad used to say that my eyes are ocean blue. A guy in my history cl once said that I had perfect s. Another guy said that I had a great body. They wanted to date me. And I dated few of them. I brush my fingers in my forehead. Then my dark, thick eyelashes. The side of my nose. My s. I run my hand at my neck, then across my collarbone. Am I beautiful? Honestly, I don't know. Maybe I'm not. "You were wrong, Angelina Valentine." A voice inside my head suddenly whispers. "Calm down, Angel," another voice whispers. It's the voice I loved. His voice is fading away. My hands start shake again, my breath rapidly quickening. I am losing control. I have to do something. "Goddammit!" I punch the mirror with my fist. It shatters into thousand pieces. My reflection has shattered into thousand pieces, too. The mirror now looks to me like an art. And my bloody knuckles. "I am sorry, Edwin. I can't promise you anymore, because you left me." I bite my to stop myself from crying. I won't cry. What's the point of crying? My sixth sense is suddenly alert. Somebody is watching me. I spin around. A guy is standing in front of the door, leaning against it. He wears a tight blue shirt, the sleeves folded. His black hair is ruffled and his hands are folded across his chest. The probable most amazing thing about him is his eyes. They are dark green. They are dangerous, beautiful and incredibly unreadable. And they are watching me.

After a passionate night, my childhood sweetheart, Jack Jenner, thoughtfully prepared birth control pills for me. I held his wrist and pleaded coquettishly, "The pills are bitter. I don't want to take them. Let's just get married if I get pregnant." Jack patted my head and chuckled. "Don't be silly. Childbirth is much worse than taking pills. Besides, I'm getting engaged on Sunday. Whose child would it be if you gave birth?" I froze as he casually kissed my forehead, gently coaxing me, "My darling Ariana, pack up your things and take them with you. We can't fool around like this anymore. My fiancée asked me to be chaste." I numbly threw the things into the trash can and dialed my father's number. "I'll marry him."

Lexia is an inspiring script writer in a TV/Network company. She suffered amnesia due to a dangerous accident year back, yet she survived. A lot of her memories are missing, including the one with her special someone. Rage is a famous international artist he came back to Philippines and decided to continue his career, even though he's already a big name internationally. Not until he met Lexia again, the women he love and still does. The reason for his everything. They meet again where Lexia's working. But due to his memory she can't remember him now. The question is — will they find each other's arm despite Lexia memory loss? Or they encounter a new conflict in their relationship again?

Zehra is an agent. She needs to watch and investigate a teacher that killed half of their goons. But, what if she meets a man who will ruin her mission?

Analisse Maeve was a brave woman of their pack. She leads soldiers to battle but because of her best friend, she loses everything she had. However, this new beginning of her life will be the reason she met Sebastian, the powerful and ruthless prince of the Blood Moon pack who carries a rare disease throughout his life. And her love story begins after that. Will their love conquer the peace they strive so hard for? But what would happen if her past started hunting her again? Is she already brave enough?

Nazli met Kyle in an accident where in the end she became his personal assistant. Sa kanilang pagsama ay nahulog sila sa isat-isa na kahit alam ni Nazli na may fiance na ang lalake. Okay na sana ang kanilang pagmamahalan ngunit isang katotohanan ang malalaman ni Nazli sa ex fiance ng kanyang lalaking mahal.

Buo sa isip ni Leonisa Hermosa ang kagustuhang makawala ng panandalian sa gapos ng mapang-abusong asawa. She wants to escape the cruel world that her family made for her. Then, she reached a beautiful and majestic island where James Shymone owns. A man with attractive blue eyes yet have an amazing body to die for. What would she do if that man is taking her in heaven everytime her dreams came at night? Is she willing to fight for him or just go back to her husband like her initial plan?

(21+) Di usianya yang telah menginjak 28 tahun, hidup Biola terlihat begitu sempurna dari luar, semua berjalan melebihi harapannya. Selain baru saja mendapatkan promosi sebagai manager di toko buku tempat dia bekerja, Dion, kekasih tampan yang sudah tiga tahun menemaninya pun berniat akan segera meminangnya. Semua terlihat begitu mulus baginya! Namun Biola tak pernah menduga, bahwa kehadiran karyawan baru yang lima tahun lebih muda darinya akan langsung menjungkir-balikkan seluruh mimpi indah yang baru saja dia rajut bersama Dion. Marko, pemuda 23 tahun yang baru saja dipindah-tugaskan ke toko buku tempat Biola bekerja, pemuda iseng yang secara tiba-tiba hadir mengusik hari-hari Biola dengan tingkah usilnya yang kekanakan. Waktu yang mereka habiskan bersama secara ajaib pula menciptakan benih-benih ketertarikan di hati Marko. Meski demikian, sekuat apapun dia mencoba, di mata Biola, dia tidaklah lebih dari seorang anak-anak, bocah ingusan. Namun, jika betul Biola tidak punya rasa dengan Marko, mengapa pula dia harus cemburu tiap kali melihat Marko bersama kekasihnya? Terlebih setelah satu malam gila yang mereka habiskan bersama! Semua menjadi lebih pelik dari dugaannya ketika Biola mengetahui bahwa dirinya tengah mengandung! Lantas, anak siapa yang ada di rahimnya? Bagaimana caranya untuk menghadapi rentetan masalah yang kini menjeratnya? Bagaimana akhir dari kisah cinta mereka yang kompleks? Pada siapakah pada akhirnya hati Biola tertaut?

" Tell me what can I do to make it up for you?" He asks, taking a seat on the table near the bed, sounding guilty. Tho, I don't trust his words or feelings it can always change. I faced him, grinning violently as I asked, "Can you let me go?" He smiled. "Except that." I knew he will say something like that. "I don't wanna do this marriage. " He cocks his brow up in amusement before he chuckled, "I thought I made it clear when we met that you don't have any choice to make while you are here with me. " I sighed, with an annoy, he continued. "Though, if that's how I can make up then let's make a deal. " "What deal?" °^°^°^°^°^ Elina's life turns upside down when she got kidnapped by the man who appears in her nightmares who is none other than the son of ruthless Mafia, Andrew, and he, himself a rumored to be the most dangerous mafia in reality. Elina soon starts to hear and see the things she has no idea of and tries her best to know the reason behind it but she wasn't ready to find and process something more horrifying about Andrew and her's unknown past that was kept hidden by her.

Aurora Rossi never expected her quiet life to change overnight. When her mother, Elizabeth, announces she is marrying Marcelo Falconeri, one of the richest and most feared men in the city, Aurora steps into a world she never asked for. The Falconeri name is built on money, crime, and fear. People say their fortune is dirty, their power untouchable. Aurora tries to stay calm, but the whispers follow her everywhere. She has heard of Marcelo’s son, Ricardo. The heir. Ruthless. Always away, always hidden behind work. She never saw him, only stories about how cold he is. Until the wedding day. One look is enough. Ricardo is older, dangerous, and nothing like she imagined. His eyes find hers across the room, and Aurora feels it in her chest. He is her step brother. He is temptation. And now she is trapped in his world.