Final Fantasy : Lost Stranger

After the college entrance exam, the school's reigning beauty dragged me into a wager over our scores. "Only the girl with the higher marks is worthy of being Eric's girlfriend." Eric Lowell scoffed. "That's enough, Jocelyn. My relationships aren't yours to dictate." Then, in front of everyone, he confessed to me. I mistook it for the answer to a long-held crush. With the crowd egging us on, I flushed and said yes. That night, he took me back to his place. From then on, we hardly spent a night apart. Before application season, I went to his house, hoping we would apply to the same university. Instead, I overheard part of a phone call. "Jocelyn, everything's ready: the photos, the videos. Just like you asked." Jocelyn's laughter drifted through the receiver, light and pleased. "You must've gone to so much trouble~ Then let's wait until the school assembly the day after tomorrow and stream it to the whole school. I'm curious to see how Tessa plans on applying to those top-tier universities after that." "Eric," she added casually, "you're not having second thoughts, are you?" He hesitated, then answered, "Why would I? If anyone's at fault, it's her for not knowing her place. What right does she have to keep scoring higher than you?" I set the custom ring down, opened my email, and accepted the Oxford offer that had been waiting for me for a week.

Elise Jordan, a professional hardworking fashion designer who has it all. The beauty and the brain. Elise believes no man can charm her. All in all, she believes love is just fantasy and lust. Little did she know a prince charming will venture into her life and break all the beliefs. Elijah Connor, is an undercover spy who is skilled and proficient in his job. He shows no mercy when it comes to the job he was being assigned to. Handsome, smart, intelligent. He got them all. He was there as a spy. A three month contract. Will Elijah be able to complete his mission within the three months when the job he was assigned to was more than what he knew and which will uncover what he doesn't know about his past. And on the other hand, the attraction between him and Elise.

—Señora Flores, por la revisión específica, su certificado de matrimonio contiene información falsa; el sello y la firma son falsos. Las palabras del agente, de manera ligera, dejaron a Alba Flores aturdida mientras venía a solicitar una reposición de su certificado de matrimonio. —Imposible… Mi esposo, Carlos Sainz, y yo nos casamos legalmente hace cinco años. Por favor, ¿podría verificarlo de nuevo? El agente volvió a ingresar los números de identificación de ambos para realizar la búsqueda y confirmó: —El sistema muestra que Carlos Sainz sí que está casado, pero usted está soltera. La voz de Alba temblaba al preguntar: —¿Y quién es la esposa legal de Carlos Sainz? —Laura Escanes. Alba se agarró con fuerza al respaldo de la silla, intentando mantener la compostura. Le entregaron los documentos de vuelta y las palabras “Certificado de Matrimonio” del encima brillaban, provocándole un dolor en los ojos. Al principio, Alba había pensado que podría ser un error del sistema, pero al escuchar el nombre de “Laura Escanes”, todos sus sueños se vinieron abajo de inmediato. La boda grandiosa de hace cinco años, el matrimonio ejemplar que parecía inseparable durante estos cinco años, todo aquello de lo que se sentía orgullosa, resultó falso. Alba sostenía aquel certificado falso sin ningún valor legal, regresó a casa desanimada. Justo cuando iba a abrir la puerta, escuchó voces en el interior. Era el abogado de la familia Sainz: —Señor Sainz, ya han pasado cinco años. ¿No considera otorgarle a su esposa un reconocimiento legal de su posición? Alba se detuvo y contuvo la respiración. Después de un largo silencio, la profunda voz de Carlos Sainz resonó: —Esperemos un poco más. Laura aún está trabajando en el extranjero. ¿Cómo podría mantenerse en ese mercado lleno de empresarios sin el título de la señora Sainz? El abogado familiar lo advirtió: —Su matrimonio con la señora, sólo tiene nombre, pero sin sustancia. Si ella decidiera, podría irse en cualquier momento.

In the small kingdom of Satia, a momentous announcement was made - Princess Mia had been declared the next in line for the throne. However, there was a catch - the kingdom's rules stated that in order to become queen, the princesses must first be married. For centuries, the tradition had been for the parents to select potential noble candidates from all over the nation. But Princess Mia was determined to change this law by finding a way around it. Just as she was plotting her next move, a golden opportunity presented itself in the form of Anisel, who had his sights set on the throne. With the help of some allies, he managed to transform his image from a kingdom's fugitive to a "noble" worthy of the princess's hand. However, they soon realized that they were facing a challenge they had not anticipated - falling in love. Would their desires for power and control overshadow their feelings for each other, or would love conquer all and become everything they had ever dreamed of? Only time would tell.

One heart is broken and one heart is just finding for lust and heat, the two of them met in an unexpected place—wherein the undeniably insane connection and lust between them started. *** Eura Vegaz was a widow for two years. After her husband’s unexpected death she found it hard to fix her broken self. She decided to have a trip to gather herself again. Then, she found herself in El Paraiso, a small town with breathtaking beauty. El Paraiso was ruled by the Saldieguez, from politics to business. Her path crossed to the CEO of Nirvana Hotel and the youngest of Saldieguez named Luther. In Paradise Club, where all fantasies happened, the two of them had an agreement—to be “Strangers with Benefits”. With Eura being a brokenhearted widow and Luther as a troublesome playboy CEO, will things work between the both of them? Will the “Strangers with Benefits” contract between them work? Because the both of them know, at the end of the day . . . they’re just strangers to each other.

What would happen if the spoiled girl Luna had to suddenly marry the man who had killed her parents? An accident caused by Sam had taken the lives of both Luna's parents which forced him to marry the girl to fulfill Luna's father's last wish before he died. They also married with an agreement to avoid the guilt that continues to haunt them. Slowly but surely, Sam approached Luna and tried to win her heart. Will he succeed? Or in the end they have to separate because of love that never comes?

Halo- halo ang emosyon ni Charmaine ng sambitin niya ang mga katagang iyon. Dahil sa isang gabing pinagsaluhan nila ng lalaking saglit pa lamang niya nakilala, nagbunga ang gabing ‘yon. Desperado siya na magpakasal sa lalaking ito. Hindi dahil sa pera o kung ano man ang mayroon ang lalaking ito. Kundi para may makilalang ama, ang sanggol sa sinapupunan niya. “Okay, then, let's get married. “— Evans Clarkson Ano kaya ang naghihintay na buhay kay Charmaine, matapos pumayag ang isang Evans Clarkson sa biglaang kasal na hiniling niya? Tamang desisyon kaya ang hiniling niya sa lalaking ito? May mamumuo kayang pagmamahalan sa pagitan nilang dalawa?

I'm a human who works as a personal dietitian of Alpha Liam of the Undergrove pack. There was a man I accidentally ran into and actually said to me the words, "You're alive." But I didn't remember anything that I had the experience of surviving death and I knew in myself that I didn't have amnesia but when he added, "What happened to your wolf? Why do you smell like a human? Who did this to you?" Like... excuse me? How can I have a wolf if I'm a human? It's hard to believe but because of that questions, the realization that I don't remember anything from my past especially my childhood days, unlocked. When I found out that he is Alpha Liam's cousin, I asked Alpha about him and his answer was really shocking, "Honestly Nalani... I wonder why you didn't even bother to ask about your past; who your parents are, where you really come from. And thank you for paying attention to asking about him and it's time for you to know, that you are a werewolf and Ross, my cousin, the Alpha of the Dark Furious pack is your mate." Mate... that Alpha Ross is my mate and I used to have a wolf. How did this all happen? Who am I really? And how come I didn't notice it for five years? When was the day my memory about the past was blocked?

Calliope's world of magic is slowly becoming poisoned. The world is dying and it is up to her and her friends to find the culprits. But can Cal survive the world of dying magic with her heart still intact?

Thor and I grew up together—we were the definition of childhood sweethearts. We'd promised to attend the same university, graduate, and marry right after senior year. Everyone envied us. They said we were a perfect match, destined for a lifetime together. And I believed that too. I truly thought I'd spend the rest of my life with him. Until the final semester of our senior year in high school, when a new transfer student named Lina joined our class. At first, the two barely spoke. But as they grew familiar, their bond deepened in ways I could no longer ignore. He started staying after school to tutor her, bringing her breakfast every morning. When she was upset, he'd take her for a drive along the coast. If she craved Italian steak, he'd have fresh cuts flown in. Even during her period, he'd quietly prepare everything she needed. I was furious. I confronted him, argued with him, and even threatened to break up. The first time I said it, he thought I was joking and coaxed me out of my anger. The second time, he dismissed it as another tantrum and tried different ways to please me. The third time, he broke down—standing outside my house in the pouring rain all night, half kneeling before me, begging for forgiveness. Again and again, I tried to leave, and every time, he refused to let me go. Yet with each reconciliation, something in him shifted. He started taking me for granted, assuming I would always come back. His patience wore thin. His apologies turned perfunctory. Even when he came to make peace, there was no sincerity left in his voice. So I said it for the hundredth time, and that was the last. That was the moment I finally gave up on him.