Friends Sick Monica

Jake Ryan had been best friends with Jay Morgan since they were in middle school. Jake had always valued being an only sibling, especially when Jay’s younger sister, Rachel, was always in the picture. Her personality always rubbed Jake the wrong way, and the fact that she always had to butt into her big brother’s business annoyed him more than he could say. Rachel, on the other hand, had way too much fun bothering Jake, he let it be known that she always rubbed him wrong, and she took great joy in making sure to always let it happen. Even after their drunk, and oh stupid night, she still teased him. But when the Jake came to be her personal one man rescue mission to help her out of a blizzard, she wanted no part of it. And a few minutes too long of arguing and annoying each other meant that they were stuck in her family cabin until help came, if they came. What could happen with two people, who clearly hated each other, were forced to spend the unknown amount of hours together? Could they get over the bickering along enough to figure out how to get help? Could they actually pull together and work through their problems? Better yet, could they finally stop denying the attraction they’ve both buried since high school?

The 99th time Owen Anderson slides a ring onto my finger, his adopted sister, Monica Morgan, calls again. And just like that, for the 99th time, he ditches me at the altar to be with her, who's having another depressive episode. I'm fed up. I yell after him as he walks away, "Go ahead! Walk out on me, and I swear I'll marry someone else!" He doesn't even flinch. Instead, he snaps, "Can you stop being so unreasonable? We can get married anytime, but Monica's the only sister I've got." Then, he turns and walks away, leaving me standing there like a complete fool. What he doesn't realize is that this time, I mean it. Later, when he gets down on one knee for the 100th time, his older brother, Chris, slips an arm around my waist and says, "Sorry, Owen. She's your sister-in-law now."

Si Rafaela ay isang simpleng probinsyana na may matayog na pangarap. Bitbit ang lakas ng loob at determinasyon susubukan nya itong isakatuparan sa kanyang pagluwas sa Maynila. Mapalad syang nakapasok sa isa sa may pinaka-malaking kompanya ang La Ortega Corporation at isa sya sa maswerteng iskolar nito ang nabigyan ng pagkakataong makapasok at makapagtrabaho dito. Dito nya makikilala ang lalaking bibihag sa puso nya ngunit ang kapalit sa pag ibig ng lalaking ito ay syang maaaring sumira at magwasak sa kanyang pangarap. Ano nga ba ang mahalaga kay Rafaela ang pangarap nya o ang inosenteng pag ibig ng kanyang puso?

Ang araw na inakala ni Ruby na magiging pinakamasayang sandali ng kanyang buhay ay nauwi sa isang bangungot. Iniwan siya sa altar ng lalaking pinakamamahal niya—si Haven Davidson—walang paliwanag, walang mensahe, walang bakas. Sa loob ng maraming taon, tapat siyang naghintay. Kumapit sa pag-asa, sa pag-ibig, na unti-unting naging sugat sa puso. Hanggang sa dumating ang araw na nalaman niya ang katotohanan—at tuluyang gumuho ang kanyang paniniwala. Ang lahat ng paghihintay... ay nauwi sa wala. Ang pagmamahal niya... matagal nang namatay. Pagkalipas ng apat na taon, bumalik si Haven. Ngunit hindi yakap ang sumalubong sa kanya—kundi isang demanda ng diborsyo. At si Ruby? Nawala na lang na parang bula. Doon lamang napagtanto ni Haven: mahal pa rin niya si Ruby. Mahal na mahal. Ngunit huli na ba ang lahat? Sa pagitan ng pag-ibig at konsensya, determinado si Haven na hanapin si Ruby at itama ang lahat ng pagkakamali. Pero... maaari pa bang buhayin ang pusong matagal nang nawasak? Ano nga ba ang tunay na nangyari noon? At ano ang nagtulak kay Ruby para tuluyang lumayo at tapusin ang lahat?

Monica Banks had it all—beauty, fame, and a rising career as one of the industry's top lingerie models. Her distinctive curves and magnetic presence made her a favorite on every runway and billboard. But at the peak of her success, she gave it all up. Not for herself, but for her father—agreeing to marry Liam McKenzie, a cold and calculating business tycoon, in exchange for a crucial deal that would save her family’s company. The McKenzie family loathed her profession. To them, modeling lingerie was shameful. They gave her a choice: her career or the marriage. Monica chose Liam, foolishly hoping her sacrifice would earn his love. She terminated her contract—despite her agency’s desperate pleas—and stepped away from everything she had built. For three long years, she played the role of the perfect wife and obedient daughter-in-law. And when Liam finally touched her like a husband should, she believed—naively—that she had finally won a place in his heart. That illusion shattered when she returned home early and found him in their bed with another woman. Her sister. Brie Banks. Liam didn’t deny it. He didn’t even apologize. Instead, he coldly revealed that their marriage was nothing more than a favor to his mother. Broken. Betrayed. Humiliated. But Monica had enough . When Spencer McKenzie—Liam’s estranged half-brother, the black sheep of the family blamed for a fire that killed their grandfather—returned to the country, he made her an offer. One that promised revenge. A scandalous one, She accepted. --- “Are you insane, Spencer? You’re stirring up a scandal with my wife!” Liam’s voice thundered through the room, his eyes blazing. His lips twitch"No you stay away from her, she's mine now."

Luke finally agreed to bind with me, urged by his mother Monica on her deathbed. Moonlight spilled through the window, casting a glow on his golden-brown fur. He stood by the bed, his amber wolf eyes deep and seemingly nervous. As soon as he stepped out of the room, his expression returned to its usual calm, and he said to me coldly, "Emma, let's wait a little longer." "I need to bond with Alina first," he continued, his wolf eyes distant, his tone neutral. "Her mother is seriously ill, and I promised her." "What about your mother? She wants to witness our bonding too!" "I have to bond with Alina first. You don't need to worry about my mother’s health," he said, as he effortlessly removed the vow ring Monica had given me from my finger, then turned and walked away. His little wolf followed, its tail wagging happily, showing no sign of reluctance. But as soon as he left, his mother suddenly took a turn for the worse. By the time Monica passed away, I was the only one by her side. Weakly, she squeezed my hand and whispered, "Emma, don’t wait for him anymore. Find someone who truly loves you." Her hand fell limp, and in the quiet darkness, I made two calls. The first was to the church, changing our marking ceremony to a funeral for his mother. The second call was to my best friend. Her brother was the Alpha of another pack, with dark fur and sharp green eyes. "He once said that if I was willing, he would bond with me... Is that promise still valid?" There was a pause on the other end before a deep voice, full of natural authority, came through: "Emma, have you finally figured it out?"

The night I find out I'm pregnant, my family's villa suddenly goes up in flames. I endure the suffocating smoke and run the risk of being disfigured as I run to my son's bedroom. However, it's empty. Just then, I hear his excited exclamations outside the window. "Monica, you look so cool when putting out fires! I bet you'll get first place in this upcoming Firefighter Challenge!" I'm about to head downstairs to lecture him when a wall collapses and crushes me. As I drift in and out of consciousness, I hear my stern, stoic husband praise Monica Sloan for her courage. If I'm guessing correctly, my husband and son have started this fire to please her. I stare at the door, which is so close and yet so far. I send out one final text before dying of asphyxiation.

Monica's life was turned upside down when her stepfather sold her out to Alpha Baxter, the ruthless Alpha king of the rouge wolves. But she has no option but to follow her fate as she hoped that things would get well soon in her life. Still, when she was pregnant, she saw herself trapped in a loveless marriage with a man who only saw her as nothing and she was determined to start a new life on her own and protect her unborn baby from Baxter's cruel grasp. Despite everything that had happened between them, fate decided to make them meet once again and Monica couldn't deny the lingering feelings she had for Baxter and the way he would always hold her tight. But could she trust him again after all he had done? And would he be willing to put aside his thirst for power and fame to love her and their child?

Rose Miller n’avait qu’un rêve : recommencer sa vie à Brighton University. Mais dès son premier jour, elle devient la fille que tout le monde déteste. Trop pauvre. Trop différente. Trop facile à briser. Tout bascule lorsque le bracelet familial de Kevin — l’étudiant le plus puissant et admiré du campus — disparaît mystérieusement… et que tous les regards se tournent vers elle. Accusée à tort. Humiliée devant toute l’université. Et pire encore… Kevin doute d’elle. Trahie, isolée, rejetée, Rose voit son monde s’effondrer. Mais derrière ce vol se cache une vérité bien plus sombre. Manipulations. Jalousies. Jeux de pouvoir. Quelqu’un tire les ficelles dans l’ombre. Alors que Rose lutte pour prouver son innocence, une alliée mystérieuse commence à agir… et les secrets les mieux gardés menacent d’éclater. Mais une question demeure : 👉 Et si Kevin n’était pas celui qu’elle croyait ? Entre amour, trahison et vengeance, jusqu’où Rose est-elle prête à aller… pour faire tomber ceux qui l’ont détruite ?

Aiah Villegas is your typical social butterfly. Sunod sa luho, hindi alintana ng beinte ocho anyos na dalaga ang kahit anong negative notion patungkol sa kanya. Party. Men. She loved them all specifically the attention. Not until her grandfather meddle her affairs and wedded her to a certain Rodrigo Dela Costa. Just like the name, literal na lahat dito mula pananalita at kilos ay pangmatanda. And unlike all men circling around her, he doesn't give a damn about her mere existence. Isang pabor na di niya kayang tanggihan. That's how Rodrigo viewed the existence of the pampered princess of the Villegas on his private space. Nothing more. Nothing less. But why does her cheap antics get inside his nerves? At tila ba hinahamon nito ang katatagan niya bilang lalaki... "I guarantee, you'll fall for me, My dear husband." Aiah leaned over his table, deliberately showing the generous view of her cleavage. There's a playful smirk etched on her lips. "Wala pang lalaking tumanggi sa akin." "Then I'll be the first," tugon ni Rodrigo, unbothered, drift his focus back on the piles of papers. "Try harder, My Aiah, then maybe there's a slim chance that I'll fall for you."