Giving Direction

Natalie used to hate stuffed animals. Now she's head-over-heels for a cotton doll. She called it "honey" and told our daughter, Yara, it was her real dad. Cool. Guess that made me the family ghost. At Yara's parent-teacher conference, I finally snapped and handed Natalie the divorce papers. Cue the gasps. Suddenly, I'm the villain. She slapped me—full drama mode. "It's just a doll! Why are you being so extra?" Yara hugged it like it was about to save the world, giving me the death stare. I shrugged, smirking. "You're the one who said it's your dream husband and Yara's one and only dad. So, like... why am I still here?"

I was the real daughter of the Sinclair family, yet I was the one abandoned when their fake daughter and I were kidnapped and taken to the top of a building. They were given a choice between the two of us, and they chose to save the fake daughter, letting me be pushed off from the eighteenth-floor balcony. Even though I survived, I was completely disappointed in them. Then, their attitudes changed overnight. My parents, who despised me, started asking me about my likes and dislikes. My brother who wished me dead, started suddenly giving me precious jewelry. Even my fiancé, who always claimed I was nothing compared to the fake daughter, started to prepare for our wedding. To say I was confused was an understatement.

I'm the second child of the family. Because of that, I'm also the one everyone neglects by nature. The birthdays of my older brother, Joe Thompson, and my younger sister, Lyra Thompson, are jotted down on the calendar by my parents. But they always fail to remember my own birthday. Joe and Lyra often have new clothes to wear, whereas my parents keep forgetting to buy new clothes for me. Heck, Joe and Lyra often receive holiday gifts! Meanwhile, my parents never bother giving me anything during the holidays. In fact, when we're traveling back to our hometown, my parents end up ditching me at a deserted highway rest stop when the temperature is extremely low…

"Congratulations! You are pregnant with twins and they are healthy!" the OB said with smiles written on her lips. That was the most memorable day Erika Grace Hamilton have, not until she realize she's just a paid surrogate who carried the mafia boss son for almost nine months. She was tied to a contract and need to obeyed the rules created by the deadliest mafia boss in the city, Grayson Martinez. She need to stay on his side until she gave birth to his heiress. But what if she find out he intentionally made her a surrogate for revenge and wanted to kill her after giving birth? Will Erika's love for him prevail or that's enough reason to hide their child? Will she be able to handle the unexpected and dangerous circumstances? And become his enemies main target?

“You can leave if you want. No one will stop an ungrateful person like you after all.” Those were the words that Maliyah heard from Jake who is handsome but blunt. She flew to Iloilo for a certain reason. Maliyah could've done her plans faster he didn't come into the picture. Jake is someone who ruins her mood often. She believed she will never want him not until a kiss happened. Maliyah knew that everything's ruined because of that one kiss. But can she give up the plans that she's been preparing her entire life? What if she'll discover a truth that will haunt her for the rest of her life? What is it that she's capable of giving up for love?

Title: The Wolf's Fairy - Genre: Fantasy. - Setting: magical city of Greiner, surrounded by forest, hills, and gardens. - Individual settings:- - - The forest where the Wolves reside, adds depth to their world and highlights their wilderness lifestyle. - - The lush gardens of Greiner, contrast with the rugged wilderness, giving readers a sense of the two different environments in the story. - - The mountains, provide a challenge and a refuge for Nuala. - Time: Medieval. - Main Protagonist: Nuala, the powerless and fearless Fairy and Conri, the fierce Alpha Wolf. - Personalities: - Nuala; - courageous - Determined - Altruistic - Smart Conri; - Fierce - Intimidating - Hurt (his mother was taken by the Fairies when he was a child) - Backstories: Nuala was born without power and intended to flee Greiner to find herself, while Conri's mother was taken by the Fairies when he was just a child.

"We will never come back here next summer. We won't." Kuya Dusk's voice sounded with finality. I heard my brothers sighed heavily. They both kissed me in my forehead, and the next thing I knew, my vision were blocked by darkness. I am to reckless for giving trust. I am a foolish when I gave love. It's all absurd, but I did all that. For him, for the man I thought of never gonna hurt me. I want to forget you. I hope I could wake up tomorrow with no worries, tomorrow that I will no longer remember you, Trevor. I wish I could forget how I gave my whole stupid heart to you.

In a society where only the rich keep getting richer, chasing a dream is a luxury Reya Fernandez has never been able to afford. At 27, she’s her family’s breadwinner—carrying burdens far beyond her years, constantly setting herself aside as life throws one dilemma after another. But when she’s unjustly suspended from work, stuck in a dead end with her family’s needs piling high, Reya finally decides she’s had enough. She goes on a vacation. Hesitant but determined to take charge of her life, Reya sets out to breathe—for once. What she doesn't expect is to stumble upon fate's game, giving her life an unexpected 'Splash of Colour'.

A young woman who would turn his stability into chaos. A CEO who would do anything for an impossible love. An arranged marriage with a thousand bumps in the road. Gael wanted to have a beautiful wife who would stay with him over every obstacle. He is a young man full of wealth, assets and an attractiveness that makes him stand out from the crowd, he is a financially independent young man, he has created his own empire making his way among veteran businessmen, Gael is a CEO who fell in love with his worst misfortune. Meeting that girl put him to multiple tests that even with his maximum intelligence he couldn't win. Loving doesn't always mean giving everything for everything.

After returning from studying abroad, I prepared to honor my childhood betrothal. But on the very day I went to pick up my wedding gown, I saw my million-dollar couture dress worn by a poverty-stricken girl whom my fiancé had been secretly supporting. When I demanded the gown back, I was scolded as a homewrecker and mocked as a loveless hag. My fiancé excused her, saying the girl had never seen the world, and I should be more accommodating. Well, I've always loved charity. If giving away a million-dollar dress counts as charity, then fine—I'll even let go of the engagement, too. But let it be known: not just anyone can be engaged to the Vance heiress.