Ethnolinguistic Group In The Philippines

Two people belonging to two different worlds fell in love and vowed to stay together till death do them apart. But destiny had other plans for them. And the innocent love changed into dangerous obsession.Story of obsession, hurt, death, pain and redemption.

"Iwasan mong lagi akong tingnan, bawal yan," sabi ni Kara habang kumakain. "Bakit bawal?" Kinakabahang tanong ko. Nag-iba ang pakiramdam ko, ewan ko ba sa babaeng ito, may lahi yata mangkukulam. "Baka ma-inlove ka."

She died early and went to heaven. Her first wish was to live more in one place, her second wish was to fall in love and her third wish was to die a natural death. She gets to live in three different eras, she gets to fall in love with two guys and she dies at the age of 22 in every era. But she is stubborn to fulfil her wishes her own way...will she be able to go against the orders of the almighty? ................................................................................................. "Who are you?", I asked. "How can you be so dumb", he replied. "Nice name but a bit long for my liking", that was me. And all I got was an angry look. "What! You could have just answered my question without any stupid remarks.", I have no idea from where this audacity came in me. His eyes were red and at that moment I knew he is from some higher order family who have no habit of listening to comebacks. "It's not tough to see how dumb you are to treat the animal before even looking for the rider.", he said with so much arrogance that even the horse made a sound which clearly meant 'I WANT TO PUNCH HIM'. "If a rider doesn't know how to ride without getting hurt, I guess it's more worth saving the horse. It can at least have a master who knows how to ride properly and be productive.", I said with a smirk. "You clearly don't know who I am or else you would have not just saved me first but also would have shown respect.", he shouted at me. What an arrogant jerk! At that moment I knew we hate each other, but fate had some other plans for us!

Alex found himself entangled in a destiny, just when he was about to enjoy his teenage days. He reluctantly accepted to save his hometown from a calamity which had been happening for some years. He discovered some secrets in the course of saving his people from the calamity, to his surprise. How on earth is the people he regarded to be his biological parents for eighteen years not his? Will he eventually accept his destiny? Will he embrace his identity? Watch out as secrets unfold.

In a desperate bid to save her ailing mother, Reina Haus enters into a contract with a captivating billionaire CEO. Little does she know, he hides a devilish nature that fuels their forbidden passion, blurring the lines between desire and destruction. Their love becomes a tempestuous whirlwind, filled with secrets, betrayal, and unbridled passion. As Reina fights to break free from the clutches of the alluring devil she's grown to love, the stakes escalate, threatening to tear them apart forever. Will their love triumph over the darkness, or will they be consumed by their own desires?

Life was steady—maybe not ideal, but manageable—for Evelyn Morgan, the overlooked daughter of a powerful business magnate and his unforgiving wife. Evelyn’s world revolves around a thankless life in the Morgan Mansion, where she's treated as little more than a maid, despite being family by blood. But everything changes the night her glamorous sister Diane, the chosen heiress, vanishes without a trace, leaving Evelyn with an unexpected and weighty responsibility. To save her family’s reputation and future, Evelyn must step in as Diane’s replacement, meeting with the mysterious and notoriously wealthy Mr. Volkow. Rumored to be a crippled recluse, he is nothing like she expected—gorgeous, intense, and unnervingly sharp. Evelyn quickly realizes her life will never be quite the same, especially as she navigates a world where her role and her heart seem more complicated than she ever imagined. But with each encounter, Evelyn begins to wonder if she’s in over her head...

Tristan is an alpha, strong and silent, with control over everything around him, he only screws omegas, everyone knows that, he is a perfectionist, everyone knows that, Dylan Harper is the only assistant he tolerates, everyone knows that, but what everyone doesn’t know is Tristan is the Alpha under Dylan’s sheets. Dylan is just a beta, kind and invisible. When they’re forced together by work, tension builds between them, but Dylan knows his place. Alphas don’t look at betas like him. There’s no room for dreams or hope. But after waking up one day with an Alpha under his sheets, Dylan starts to wonder if he’s been wrong about everything. Will he remain just a shadow to Tristian, or is there more to his story? ••• Tristan’s breath was steady, but I could feel the tension in the air between us. I stood too close. My fingers brushed against his arm, just enough to make the heat between us undeniable. “Don’t…” he murmured, his voice a low growl that sent a shiver down my spine. But I didn’t move away. I couldn’t. His presence was too much, too magnetic. My body hummed with a hunger I didn’t know how to quiet. His eyes locked with mine, intense, searching, like he knew what I was feeling before I did. “You’re too close,” he whispered. I stayed silent, caught between the urge to pull away and the need to be closer. His breath, warm on my skin, made it harder to think. “Do you intend to trigger your heat again, my pretty little thing?” He breathed out and I could have climaxed right there and then.

"You take me for a fool?” He yelled, gripping my arms tightly, his fingers making sure to leave marks. “I would never lie about something of utmost importance, Diego”, I tried to convince him while earnestly trying to save myself from his strong grip. “No one dares to look me in the face and lie.” He said while gripping my arms more strongly than ever. “Yet, you stand here, lying to my face. You want to use me against my father as your revenge, isn't that right Adriana?” With that, he let go of my arms, shoving me aside angrily—whilst I hit my head against a door frame. _______________ A strong-willed yet vulnerable young lady from a mafia family finds herself stuck in a marriage with a rival heir arranged by both families as a means to stop bloodshed among them. Her husband, being the mafia heir, is a stern person who is feared by members of the syndicate. He hates negotiating and solves his problems on his own. But, when he falls in love with the daughter of the rival family, will it complicate his plans? What will happen when circumstances force them to choose between love and loyalty to their families? How will it affect their lives? A tale where love and vengeance intertwine and the hearts of two individuals are tested against the ultimate betrayal.

Kodessa Keneally has it all figured out, and she knows her place in the pack, knows who she will marry and knows her calling. Until a chance meeting with a stranger sends her life spiralling, and she will realise she is no match for fate. One meeting will start a chain of events that will break a pact and send the Crimson Shadows and Greysteelś to war. Will the sins of their fathers destroy their love? Will their love destroy theirs packs? Families torn apart, alliances shattered. Will love be enough?

Reign Abbot is a reporter, who is trying to navigate through life while in a toxic work environment with Bethany, who seemed hellbent on making life miserable for her. Driven by ambition and the overwhelming urge to surpass Bethany, she covers a story on the billionaire, CEO, Ivan Hamilton without further verification. The news was later debunked, however Ivan's reputation had already hit rock bottom. All hell breaks loose as Ivan is hellbent on having her pay the price for her actions. ******************************************************** “ Why? ” he smirked. “ Do you feel wrong? You think it's unfair? ” I felt tears fill my eyes at his words. I hated how easy it was for me to cry. If I was sad, I would cry. Angry? Cry. Happy? Cry. Overwhelmed? Cry. And I had never hated it as much as I did in that moment, especially when my oppressor looked delighted at the sight of my tears. I hate this man. “ What do you want me to do? ” I asked, admitting defeat. There was no need to hold on to hope that was not there. Ivan was not a nice man and it was my mistake for thinking otherwise. “ Good, that's what I want to hear. ” he said, standing up and burying his hands in his pocket.