Eye-hand Coordination

Kapag ang isang tahimik at mahinhing babae ay hindi inaasahang mapadpad sa mundo ng isang propesor na reserbado at malamig sa damdamin, sisiklab ang apoy na hindi nila inakala. Mula sa mga ilang at alanganing pagtatagpo at mga lihim na unti-unting nabubunyag, mamumulat ang isang ugnayang puno ng lambing at tukso. Sa gitna ng mga hindi pagkakaunawaan, halakhak, at mga sulyapang palihim, matutunaw kaya ang kanilang mga puso at mahahanap ang pag-ibig na mas higit kaysa sa kanilang inaakala?

"You can run, but you can't hide from your mate, Astrid." __ He was darkness itself and she was the light that invaded his space. When Astrid Vance's eighteenth birthday was near that she would become the Alpha of the moon claw pack, a war invaded her pack, stripping her of her power, her pride and everything she ever owned. Thrown into prison for many years. Now, Astrid is out, demoted to nothing but an Omega, serving her enemy's son, fate takes a change when her mate turns out to be her enemy's son, Alpha Zeke. She will take back her pack, even if it means blending to his games and rules, after all, she's the true Alpha. When visions, secrets and dark pasts start to unravel. Can the light truly overcome the darkness?

A handprint on the glass window in the bathroom leads to me discovering my husband's betrayal. I want to find that woman and make her and my husband pay.

As Christmas drew near, my little sister claimed she’d seen Santa Claus in the house. “He had four legs, real long, like dead branches. He crawled on the floor like a dog. His mouth was full of teeth, and I saw him with my own eyes, climbing out of the chimney. His bones were making this clicking, clacking sound.” The Santa she described was nothing like the legends. My parents and I thought it was just her imagination. Until I posted about it online. A user named “NocturneNotes” insisted my sister wasn’t lying, and that the thing was dangerous. Panicked, I asked him what we should do. He gave me three rules: “On Christmas Eve, from 11:30 PM to 2:00 AM, the entire family must ‘sleep’ by the Christmas tree.” “You can’t actually fall asleep, or you’ll die in your sleep.” “No matter what you hear or feel, you absolutely cannot open your eyes or stop pretending to be asleep. Once it hits 2:00 AM, it will leave on its own.”

Handuk basah yang tergeletak di atas kasur, membuat terbongkarnya pengkhianatan. Bagaimana sikap Vianty Gifani ketika tahu suaminya bermain api dibelakangnya? Akankah diam saja dan menangis. Yuk, simak terus ceritanya.

On the day I'm supposed to get promoted as the deputy director, I pick up a 40-pound barbell before breaking my right arm with it. Because of the injury, I missed the only title-evaluating surgery available in five years. Everyone feels sorry for me, seeing as I've practically ruined my own future with my own hands. But I, on the other hand, am so excited about it that I've downed two bottles of vintage wine in one go. Because in my past life, I spent ten hours in surgery and pulled the patient back from the brink of death. But my wife, Megan Reese, immediately accused me of abusing my power as a doctor just to resolve a personal vendetta by killing her first love, Pierre Hopkins, on purpose. She bribed the nurses who were in the same surgery as me. They were adamant that I used the wrong medication purposefully, which led to the patient dying from a rupture. Not only was my career destroyed, but I also became a public enemy, hated by everyone. My mom tried to seek justice on my behalf, only to get cyberbullied by the Internet users, who knew nothing about the truth, to the point that she broke down. In the end, she accidentally fell into the river and drowned. When I received the tragic news, I chose to end my life by jumping off the hospital's rooftop. After I died, Megan spent my assets however she wanted. She also lived happily ever after with Pierre, who apparently "came back to life". When I open my eyes again, I've returned to the day I'm supposed to perform a surgery on Pierre.

Betrayed, framed, and thrown into a dungeon, Meliora Ashwylde has spent her life being treated like a curse—by her mother, her stepsister, and even her own husband. But the night she’s sentenced to bleed for a crime she didn’t commit, something awakens inside her… something powerful. On the run and moments from death, Meliora is saved by the one man her enemies fear—the cold, mysterious Lycan King…to her he's impossible to trust. But as he protects her, trains her, and uncovers the truth she was never meant to know, Meliora discovers she isn’t weak. She isn’t wolfless. She is Nyxshade—daughter of night and shadow. And she’s done being their victim.

Claire Michel woke up in a hotel room with a man she didn't know. Her wedding to her fiancé, Ludwig Beyer, was about to take place, but she had no idea what to expect. One day, a video of her going crazy in a nightclub was leaked. Her extended family was furious and her wedding plans were canceled. She was kicked out of the house. Newly living on the outside, Claire found herself pregnant. A few years later, she was reunited with the stranger who had spent a thrilling night with her in the past. He is Felix Homann, a very special client that Claire's boss has asked her to take care of. So, what will Claire do?

In the third year of her marriage, Natalie Spencer uncovers a devastating truth. Her blindness wasn't caused by a car accident. No, it was because her beloved husband, Jason Pereira, plotted to have her corneas removed and transplanted them into his first love. The only reason he married her in the first place was to save that other woman. The marriage Natalie once took pride in turns out to be nothing but a calculated lie. Crushed, she quietly begins planning her escape. Half a month later, she vanishes without warning. She leaves behind nothing but a signed divorce agreement and a jar of formaldehyde containing an undeveloped embryo. Those are her final gifts to Jason. He loses his mind searching for her, scouring the world in desperation. But when he finally finds her, she's no longer alone. There's another man by her side. Jason stands in front of her, eyes red with guilt and regret. "Natalie, I was wrong. Please don't leave me. Not like this." But the Natalie standing before him now is radiant and powerful—she's an internationally acclaimed artist and a woman reborn. She looks at the man she once loved and feels nothing. "Jason, I'm not that blind bat who used to live and breathe for you anymore." She turns and wraps her arms around the regal man beside her with a smile. "Someone's bothering your wife. Aren't you going to deal with him?" The man smiles back, leans in, and kisses her in front of everyone. "Of course. Whatever my wife says, goes."

He was the boy that no one noticed. He was quiet, bland to the naked eye, a total wallflower who sat on the sidelines and lacked in eye contact with those around him though he had the type of eyes that made you feel like you could drown. He tried his best to blend into the background, but what he didn't know was that he was the only one that caught my eye. He was the most intriguing person I had ever laid eyes on even though he couldn't see me. He couldn't see anything.