For My Abandoned Love

“พิชชา” มีแฟนอยู่หนึ่งคน เราสองคนรักกันมาก แล้วอีกไม่กี่วันก็จะเป็นวันครบรอบ7ปีที่คบกัน ทุกคนอาจจะกลัวกับอาถรรพ์7ปีที่บอกว่าคู่รักคู่ไหนก็ต้องเลิกกันในปีที่7 แต่ฉันว่ามันไร้สาระ จนวันนึงฉันได้เจอเข้ากับตัวเอง คนที่บอกว่ารักฉันแต่กลับไปนอนอยู่กับคนอื่น ความไว้ใจและความเชื่อใจมันไม่มีอยู่จริง มันก็เป็นแค่เพียงลมปากของผู้ชายเห็นแก่ได้คนหนึ่ง ฉันร้องไห้จนป่วยไปพักใหญ่ จนตอนนี้ฉันกลับมายืนได้อีกครั้ง แล้วผู้ชายคนนั้นก็เข้ามาทำให้วันที่เลวร้ายของฉันกลับมาสดใสและมีชีวิตชีวาขึ้นมา พิชชา เชาวกรกุล (พิ้งค์) อายุ 25 ปี ความที่เธอไว้ใจ เลยไม่คิดเผื่อใจเอาไว้ว่าคนที่เธอรักและเพื่อนสมัยมหาลัยจะหักหลังกันแบบนี้ เพราะเหตุการณ์นี้ทำให้เธอกลัวที่จะมีความรักใหม่ จึงคิดที่จะไม่เปิดใจให้ใครอีก จนมาพบกับผู้ชายคนนี้ คนที่จะเข้ามาเปลี่ยนแปลงชีวิตของเธอ เมธาวิน วรกิจเจริญสกุล (วิน) อายุ 28 ปี ชายหนุ่มที่เฝ้าตามหารักแรกพบของตัวเองมานาน แต่พอได้เจอกับหญิงสาวคนนั้น ก็ต้องผิดหวังเมื่อเธอกำลังจะกลายเป็นเจ้าสาวของคนอื่น

At the airport, I ran straight into Zach Martin, the man who had left me at the altar two years ago to accompany his foster sister to Apania to watch elephants. I had on sunglasses, yet he recognized me instantly in the crowd. “Tina, I’m back to marry you.” I paused for a moment. There was a flicker of doubt in my eyes. “You’re…” He gave me a helpless smile. “Hey, come on. Don’t be mad. I didn’t mean to disappear like that. After taking Yvette to see the elephants, she wanted to stick around and document everything. She’s my only sister. I had to spoil her a little. “After two years of working on the project and finishing the shoot, I rushed straight back to fulfill our engagement!” Only then did it dawn on me that this dark, scrawny man, flashing a mouthful of white teeth, was actually my former fiancé! Wait. Did nobody tell him that on the very day he ran away, I married his uncle instead?

To be his wife was never a dream—it was a lifelong sentence. Sa loob ng pitong taon, namuhay si Amber Lucille Rivera sa anino ng isang malamig at walang pusong kasal. Mahal niya si West Markus Lee ng buong-buo. Pero ang lalaking iyon? He never treat her well—not once. Nang makalimutan ni West ang ika-walong anibersaryo nilang mag-asawa ay doon na tuluyang bumitaw si Amber. Hindi siya ang kailangan ng kanyang asawa’t anak. Hindi siya kailanman kakailanganin ng mga ito lalo na’t bumalik sa buhay ni West ang babaeng pinakakamahal nito na si Zendaya Madrigal. Ilang taon ang lumipas, bumalik si Amber bilang isang tanyag na fashion designer at pintor. Ngayon, ang lalaking dating tumalikod sa kanya ay ayaw na siyang pakawalan. Maging ang anak niyang minsang tumalikod ay gustong bumalik sa kanyang mga yakap. Mabibigyan ba ni Amber ng pangalawang pagkakataon ang kanyang dating asawa at anak para sa masayang pamilyang hinahangad? O mananatiling matigas ang kanyang puso at pagtatabuyan ang mga ito?

Charles Bridgerton is an eighteen-year-old second-year college student with a serious brain issue otherwise known as Autism Spectrum Disorder or ASD. He comes from a wealthy and powerful family of werewolf doctors and scientists who owned a private island where they kept him under control. Chloie Clarkson is a pure human who comes from a deprived family carrying a dream of becoming rich and successful. She was stuck in her second year of college for two years because of the five million dollar scam that has befallen her family. She works six part-time jobs day and night to pay for her family's debt. Have you ever wondered about a nanny falling in love with someone who's a werewolf and had a brain disorder?

My best friend, James Swift, went back to the day he was supposed to reconcile with his extremely wealthy birth parents. He was unwilling to be a puppet controlled by the rich, so he was unwilling to return to his birth parents. Hence, he asked me to be his replacement without any hesitation. I looked at his mother, who was wearing a lot of diamond rings, and his father, who was dressed in old-money clothes. I immediately replaced James’s position. It was as if any hesitation would be a huge disrespect to this unexpected wealth. Five years later, James showed up with a DNA report and asked me to leave the Swift family. However, he was too late. After five years, I was no longer just a replacement for him. I was already the right-hand man of Swift Corporation. No one would threaten my status in this family.

I've sustained grievous wounds thanks to me stepping into a trap by accident. While I'm dying in the forest, my parents, older brother, as well as my fiance are busy preparing the afterparty for my older sister, Selene Sutton, who has put on an outstanding performance at the hunting rite. I use what's left of my energy to ask for help through the mind-link connecting me and the others. Yet, none of them bothers replying to me. Even Leon Lane, the next candidate set to inherit the Alpha position as well as the wolf who's betrothed to me, blocks out my pleas for help. A long, long time later, I finally hear Leon's message coming through the icy expanse of the mind palace. "Stop it with your tantrum, Ivy. Tonight is Selene's afterparty. We'll talk more once the party is over." As I stare at the moon in the sky, I lose the will to struggle to survive anymore. It turns out that my life isn't as important as one of Selene's afterparties. This is the 99th time everyone has abandoned me for Selene's sake. Well, this time, I don't want them in my life anymore.

From as far back as I can remember, I knew my mom hated me. She gives me sleeping pills when I'm three. When I'm five, she tries pesticide instead. But I'm hard to get rid of. By the time I'm seven, I've already learned how to fight back. If she refuses to give me food, I flip the table so no one can eat either. If she beats me up until I'm on the ground, writhing in pain, I go after her beloved son the same way, leaving him bruised and bawling. That's how we stay locked in battle until I turn 12. Everything changes when my youngest sister is born. I'm clumsily trying to help with her wet diaper when Mom suddenly shoves me against the wall. The look in her eyes holds both disgust and fear. "What were you trying to do to my daughter? I knew it. You take after that monster of a father. Why didn't you just die with him?" I hold my aching head. For the first time, I don't fight back. I believe she's right. My existence is a mistake. I should never have been alive.

My husband’s childhood friend was trapped in an elevator for half an hour. In his anger, he stuffed me inside a luggage bag and locked me inside. “You’re paying double for all the suffering Grace went through.” My body was forced into a curled-up state. I had a hard time breathing. I cried as I apologized, but all I got was my husband’s cold reproach. “You’re going through the entirety of this punishment. Once you’ve learned your lesson, you’ll behave.” He then locked the luggage bag in the closet. I screamed in despair and struggled to break free. My blood seeped out of the bag and soaked the floor. Five days later, he felt sorry for me and decided to end the punishment. “Let this punishment be a warning for you. This time, I’ll let you go.” Little did he know that my body was already rotting inside the luggage bag.

The apocalypse has arrived. I carry multiple special abilities and am humanity's hope. However, my wife tears those powers out of me for the sake of her true love. I'm in unbearable pain. I beg her to stop, telling her I'll die. But she doesn't care at all. "Why are you so selfish? You have so many abilities and won't even give one to Ed. Stop being so dramatic. Why do you get to be the hero while my Ed stays an ordinary person?" What she doesn't know is that each special ability is like a heart—take it away, and the person dies.

The day before the wedding, my fiancé James's childhood sweetheart had a severe depressive episode. Threatening to take her own life, she demanded the destruction of the wedding gown my grandmother had painstakingly made for me before her passing. To calm her down, James locked me in a room and stayed by her side, helping her cut the gown into shreds. Amid the mess, he spoke indifferently. "Be reasonable. It's just a wedding gown. Do you want to see her die?" Later, James's hot uncle approached me, asking me to carry on the family lineage. I nodded in agreement. But James, with reddened eyes, confronted me. "Are you really going to have his child? Have you completely given up on me?" Covering my slightly rounded belly, I replied, "Be reasonable. It's just a child. He’s your uncle. Do you want to see him with no heir to carry on the family name?”