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Michael Angelo Abaroa is already in his fourth year as a Respiratory Therapy student. His main goal is to pass the Internship and make it to medical school. But things turned upside down when he met Adaleyza Duran. Adaleyza Duran is one of the patients in St. Luke Medical City. Despite having Leukemia, her views in life are positive. She longs for someone who can stay with her despite her condition. Somehow, these two happened to cross their paths. It all started when Adaleyza has mistakenly crashed Michael’s car window. Just like Michael’s shattered car window, will he also let Adaleyza break his heart into shards? Or will he stop her and guard himself up? Will he take Adaleyza’s hand and invite her to the passenger seat as they take their journey together? Or will he drop her off and venture his life journey alone? Dream or Love? Which is which?

It was my first day back to school and I had fallen into the arms of my chemistry teacher, Mr. Dalton. I had planned to scale through the remaining semesters in Bellingham High School like a ghost but it seemed impossible because I kept running into the arms of this man who made my body burn with desires and my world spin. He’s my teacher and I'm his student but I prefer to be called His Pet. There was much more to know about this man, much more than I had expected.

Cleo Carrington used to be Northvale's brightest spark—wild, fearless, impossible to pin down. And then she married Damian Joubert. The most controlled, rigid heir in their world. Damian ran like a machine. Perfect standards. Zero slack. And he expected the same from his wife. Cleo loved noise—clubs, music, bodies moving. He had every venue in the city blacklist her. She loved freedom—the blazing Afriyan sun, the northern lights in Icelorn. She raced cars. She jumped out of planes. He took her passport. Shut it all down.

"Don't move!" Coming home late from work, I was sneaking a shower in the shared bathroom of my rental when a warm body suddenly pressed up against me. His rough palm clamped over my mouth, pinning me against the cold tile. He held me there against the damp wall, his skin burning hot against my back as he let out a low, gravelly threat. "My guys are right outside. Just try and scream." Instead of panicking, I leaned back into him, shifting slightly. I tilted my head back and breathed softly into his ear. “So… you want everyone hear? I don't mind… we can give it a try.”

เจษ = “ฉันยินดีชดใช้ค่าเสียหายให้เธอนะ” นิลิน = “ไม่ต้องค่ะ ฉันไม่ได้ขายตัว! ‘พี่ไม่มีวันรักโมเลยหรอคะ สักนิดก็ไม่มีเลยหรอ’///‘ฉันขอโทษนะโม เราหย่ากันเถอะ เธอไม่ต้องมาทนเจ็บปวดเพราะคนอย่างฉันอีก’

I have never been so certain about my sexuality, it has always been a spectrum for me. But with the arrival of our neighbors and most especially just Annie Who happens to enroll in same school as me .. God!! I can't help but will affirm the truth that am actually gay. Yes I'm gay and am in love with this girl .. it was a love at first sight , and I can't just help but I want to spend every minutes of my life glancing at her face . She is the most gorgeous and most beautiful being I have ever set my eyes on Her electric blue-eyes just suits her perfectly. Am so nervous right now, am about to ask this girl that has changed my heart beat, out on a date and I hope and pray that I don't f**t it up. **So help me God ! I really love this girl so much

He was so stubborn, adamant not to marry the girl he had never encountered with. She was left alone standing at the altar, humiliated. Her betrothed left her alone on their wedding day. Eight years later, they finally locked eyes. In the most stupid place and even more stupid condition. The worst part? He fell in love with her. Hard. He had to start from below zero, making up his mistakes for a girl from the past. Wouldn't stop until she accepts him anymore. But we know trouble always gets in the way. A big one. This may sound like a fight he could never win.

After a shattering breakup, Ava Dawson flees Arizona with nothing but a suitcase and a dream of starting over. A flight delay leads her to Ethan Hart-a, a charming stranger with gentle eyes and quiet scars. It is a near accident that binds them, and a sunset kiss in San Francisco has Ava believing love can bloom twice. But Ethan is not just a warm stranger, he's the billionaire CEO of HartTech, a man whose life is circled by paparazzi, power, and people who want to use him. When ambitious and Vindictive ex-fiancée Serena Vale returns to claim what she feels is rightfully hers, Ava finds herself the target of a web of deceit, manipulation, and sabotage. Ethan's trust is shaken, Ava's confidence crumbles, and their new love is about to face the ultimate test of forces that will stop at nothing to tear them asunder. Ava must choose: fight for a love she's only just found… Or walk away before she is destroyed by a world she was never prepared for. A tale of love, betrayal, courage, and destiny, "The Girl Who Loves Sunsets" is a heart-stopping romance full of passion, suspense, and that one truth that always prevails: Love conquers all; well, only if you fight for it.

It was not until after I married Bennett that I found out he had a clingy little childhood friend who loved to play the victim. On the very first day of our marriage, at dinner, I simply asked Bennett to pass me a bite of food. She immediately exploded. "Holly, you're disgusting! Bennett already used those utensils, and you seriously asked him to serve you food? What, don't you have hands?" I froze, completely blindsided. Before I could even react, Bennett put down his spoon and went straight to her, wrapping her in his arms like she was the one who had been wronged. Then he turned to me and said I should just get my own food from now on. However, honestly, wasn't it normal for a husband to serve his wife a bite? What was so outrageous about that? I barely got a word out before Bennett shut me down in a low, firm voice. "That's final. If Rosie doesn't like it, then we're not doing it. End of discussion."

My fiancé's junior colleague went around the hospital every day calling herself "the best girl". When a patient with acute appendicitis was admitted, she mistakenly prescribed laxatives instead of proper treatment. The patient nearly went into shock and died. After the hospital was reported by the patient's family, she simply smiled and said, "I don't even need a supervising doctor to prescribe medication anymore. I'm such a good girl!" On another occasion, she failed to order routine pre-op blood work for a surgical patient. During the procedure, a visiting senior surgeon was exposed and later contracted HIV. She actually puffed out her chest and said, "Even if everyone had to stay up all night helping me save the doctor, I'm still the best girl!" I protested more than once and urged my fiancé to dismiss her. He refused every time. He brushed it off with a laugh, saying "this good girl" just needed time and experience. Then, a prominent patient was transferred from a military hospital for surgery. She secretly tampered with the medical records, switching the pathology findings from the left lung to the right. She even revised the surgical plan, recommending removal of the patient's completely healthy right lung. Luckily, I caught the mistake in time, restored the correct pathology report, and performed the surgery successfully. After the patient recovered, he asked for our team to be recognized. To my disbelief, Elena Bakers ran to my fiancé in tears. "I wrote the entire report by myself! All by myself! I'm the best little girl! "Why do you always take credit away from me? It took so much courage for this little girl to be brave just once! "You're all horrible!" Elena stormed out of the hospital and was struck and killed by a car on the spot. My fiancé did not say a word. However, on the very day I was appointed hospital director, he produced falsified evidence accusing me of altering records and causing multiple medical accidents to advance my career. I was arrested, tried, and sentenced to death. As the verdict was delivered, he looked at me with unmistakable satisfaction. "You'll never make up for what you owe Elena. Not in this lifetime." When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back on the day Elena altered the surgical plan.