Go Big Or Go Home

Anin tidak menyangka perjalanan yang ia lalui semasa ia muda hingga menuju usia 30 tahun, akhirnya berlabuh kembali ke rumah. Tempat di mana ia dilahirkan dan dibesarkan hingga usia belasan. Masa lalu mulai menyeruak kembali, membisikan banyak hal-hal yang dulu ia usahakan untuk lupakan. Apa yang sebenarnya terjadi di rumah? dan mengapa Anin harus kembali setelah banyaknya tahun terlewati?

The day before New Year's, my younger brother announced he was bringing his girlfriend home for dinner. Excited, I drove my new car to pick them up, taking my daughter along with me. However, as soon as his girlfriend got in the car, her face darkened. "Henry, you didn't tell me your sister was staying at your place—and with a kid!" she snapped. I frowned and was about to explain when my brother quickly interjected, "She's not staying. After dropping us off, she'll be heading to a hotel." Only then did his girlfriend's expression ease. I swallowed my discomfort and asked my brother what he was planning. He leaned in with a conspiratorial grin and said, "Sis, don't cause any trouble for me, okay? My girlfriend is the daughter of the Cromwell Group's CEO!" My eyes widened in shock. Was not the Cromwell Group the same company my ex-husband had just handed over to me as part of our divorce settlement?

Maria Christina Carvajal famously known for her screen name Christine Carvajal is a phenomenal superstar, ngunit matapos ang isang masalimuot na eskandalo ay napilitan si Christina na makipaghiwalay sa on and off screen partner na si Andrei. To give herself a break ay bumalik siya sa Poblacion, ang lugar kung saan siya nagsimulang mangarap.

“You don’t always have to say something, you know that, right?” I said, my voice sounding strange in my ears. “You need to stop talking down on people just to massage your stupid ego!” ***** The worst thing about suddenly changing schools is the part where you think it's your chance to begin from the top—take life by the reins and navigate it in the direction you've always wanted. That was what Sydney Walker thought when her boyfriend, Chase Monroe, released private pictures of her right before he left the town. Then a week after, her father is found dead in the cold rain. She was forced to go live in a whole new city with her family which she barely knew, giving her hope that she could start afresh. But news flash: she's still the same plus size, introverted nerd even in her perfect sister's kind of clothes. And Tyler Sinclair—Lakeview’s golden boy, never called it a day if he didn't remind her that she was three times her sister's size, up to their senior year. But the more he punches her in the guts, the more circumstances around her push her to fight back. But when? And how would she finally square up to the one boy that toxic part of her secretly wants to see every day? And what about Tyler? Are his insults just mere “tease” or is there something going on in his family that no one else knows about?

I suffered from a skin condition. I scratched myself in the library, and millions of netizens spammed my private inbox. Only then did I find out that a girl accused me of harassing her. I took out my diagnostic report to defend my innocence, but the girl cried pitifully. “You really know how to make an excuse for yourself! How could someone innocent like me frame you?” Even my elder brother spoke up for her! “Why would she frame you of all people? Can’t you take a look at yourself?” I could not bear the cyberbullying, and I died from a sudden heart attack the day before the court hearing. My grandfather could not accept my death, and he collapsed into a coma. My parents cut off ties with my brother before they committed suicide at home. Meanwhile, the girl did not just successfully make her way into graduate school, but she also dug open my grave and used my ashes to make fireworks. When I opened my eyes again, I was back to the day when she had asked me to reserve a seat in the library.

The night she comes back from her best friend's apartment after finding out her boyfriend is married, she meets a huge man sleeping on the snow in her backyard. 23-year old Charlie Jordan doesn't know what to do. After so many calls and studying, she finds out the man—Blurin Jameson— is an ex-militant whose address got mixed up on deployment day. It takes Charlie 419 Days to realize how her heart beats faster when ever they're near or when his eyes lights up... Or how she completes his amount of ribs.

Love doesn't care about age, size, religion, power or gender. If you love someone and they love you, truly and wholeheartedly then nothing can stand in your way. He went through alot, ending up with scares deeper than the naked eyes could see. But he saw past all that, while she never thought about love and relationships. All his life he was searching for his better half. But with war coming who will endure the most and who will be left standing alongside their soulmate?

She just wanted to stop running. But she ended up running into the wrong wolf. At seventeen, Mia just wanted to finish high school without having to disappear in the middle of the night once again. But her life had always been like that: sudden escapes, new cities, and secrets her mother refused to explain. Everything changes when, after the tragic death of her grandparents and a violent crisis that almost destroys her, Mia is taken to Forks—an isolated town where the man Elisa swears is the only one who can save her lives: her father. What Mia didn't expect was to discover that she wasn't entirely human. Nor that her blood would awaken an ancient instinct that should not be stirred. Especially in Nolan. The bad boy of the pack. The heir. The wolf who should lead and choose a perfect Luna... not a half-human girl, out of place and covered in scars. Nolan doesn't want Mia. But he desires her with a force that drives him crazy. And the more he tries to resist, the more dangerous the attraction between them becomes. Between intense provocations, forbidden touches, and buried truths, Mia finds herself trapped with a mate who fights against his own destiny—and against the feeling he swears doesn't exist. But how long can Nolan deny the bond? A story about secrets, blood, and desire. And about what happens when the wolf finally finds his female... and tries to run away.

I was an orphan being adopted by a simple family. My dad was a driver of a very powerful businessman. My mom was one of their maids. She was in fact their lady butler. This family with gazillion bank accounts had an only heir, drop dead gorgeous young billionaire, Albert Michaels. He was always the talk of the news both in mainstream and social media along with either a popular pop star diva or a hubristic socialite with voluptuous body and kittenish voice. I, Samantha Reynolds, one of their servants had been stealthily trailing him since the day that I stepped in their grand top of a kind living room. His stone cold aloof aura as he stared at me everytime he caught me gawking at him made him even more attractive and charming than he already was. Till one rainy night, a magical or should I say disaster happened. Arriving at home late and intoxicated while I was busy wiping the glass tea table, he was almost dropping himself on the cold marble floor. Guiding him towards his room, his heaviness was weighing up my petite body. Till we both dropped on his king sized bed with me under him. His glassy eyes tingling my long time desire. His warm rims made me want to wrap them with mine. Till time stood still as the rain continued pouring engulfing the atmosphere with its coldness while him covering me with his burning libido. As we both reached the top, he called a name, ''Madeline!'' D*mn!

I ditched a shot at studying abroad to help my boyfriend, Gavin Censori, launch his startup. Stuck it out with him through seven brutal years. Then boom—success hit, and so did the ghosting. On Valentine's Day, he hit me with the classic "work's crazy" excuse. Instead of showing up, he had some random delivery dude drop off a box of cosmetic samples. Samples. Later that night, his secretary Rebecca popped up on my feed, flexing hard. Caption: [With a boss like this, why go home early?] Pic: A box of high-end makeup. Same brand. Hers weren't samples. I dropped a comment: [You're doing great at your sidechick job. Gold star.] Gavin called instantly, losing it. "What's your problem? She's just an employee! I bust my ass making money for you, and you're always jealous!" I laughed. Didn't even yell. Just dumped him. Seven years, and I'd never touched a dime of his. Joke's on him—his precious startup? Secretly bankrolled by me. Fast-forward three years. Business summit. He rolled in wearing a tailored suit. The second he spotted me with a bag of bottles, his smirk kicked in. "Didn't like those cosmetics I gave you, huh? Now look at you—reduced to bottle collecting?"