Goodbye In Cebuano

Ranita Cahyati Sanjaya Hussain, adalah pewaris tunggal Sanjaya Group yang memiliki banyak cabang dan sudah terkenal di pasar Internasional.Hampir setiap mata lelaki akan terpesona melihat kepiawaian, kecantikan dan kesempurnaan bentuk tubuhnya yang bagai wanita idaman setiap kaum Adam.Tak terkecuali, Jamie.Pria berkebangsaan Irlandia yang selalu berjuang demi mendapatkan hati wanita angkuh pujaannya, ia rela melakukan hal tak masuk akal sekalipun.Dan demi mendapat sebuah perhatiannya, Jamie membuat kecerobohan yang berakibat fatal hingga merenggut kedua kornea mata wanita yang sangat ia cintai sejak lama.Ia merubah dunia Rani menjadi gelap, senada dengan masa lalunya yang suram.Akankah Rani menerima Jamie yang telah memberikan kegelapan dalam hidupnya?Atau bahkan, masa lalunya lah yang akan mengembalikan kehidupannya?Let's find the answer!

READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!!! WARNING: MATURED CONTENT. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED! (Red Gabrielle Story) Huminto saglit sa pagtibok ng puso ni Yuri ng magkasalubong ang kanilang mata ni Red- ang lalaking kay dilim at kay lalim tumingin. Takbo... iyon ang babala ng kanyang utak- ngunit paano siya makakawala sa mala-bakal nitong mga bisig gayong sa tuwing sinusubukan niyang lumayo ay ibinabalik siya nito sa bisig nito? TRAPPED SERIES#4. Trapped Series Titles ⬇️ 1.Trapped with him (Alaric) COMPLETED 2.The lonely billionaire and his maid. (Damon) COMPLETED 3. His intention (Zandro) COMPLETED 4.Trapped in his wrath (Red) COMPLETED 5.Broken hearts and promises (Miguel)ONGOING 6. The hidden wife tears (Nickolas) SOON 7. The billionaire's trick (Liam) SOON 8.His dangerous trap. (Tres) SOON 9.Forbidden desire (Jack) SOON 10.The billionaire's secret love (Wendell) SOON Genre: ROMANCE/DARK ROMANCE/STEAMY READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!!!!

Sheena Carlos, when she was young, did not have the same experiences as other people. She was never allowed to leave their mansion, and her parents even forced her to work as a maid. Sheena could not see a true beauty of nature as she grew up, she could not have learned to read or write without the support of her Mother Esme, and helen would never have managed to learn the stuff she should've just learned. She wondered why her parents and twins would treat her like that when all she wanted was for them to love and appreciate him completely, but that didn't happen because they were even happier when they inflicted harm on her. She is losing hope that someone will help her, so she believes that ending her life is the only way to end all of her suffering, but. . .There is a ray of hope that drew her away from danger, and someone helped her to have a second chance. Ezraels are those people.

I'm no longer a human, my life is over. I've left everyone I love. I've gone rogue from the CIA. My only hope is my handler. She is tough enough to face my monster. If I lose control, she won't hesitate to take me out. But I'm not the only predator out there. Someone's hunting her. She needs my protection. But if I don't get my animal under control, I may be her biggest threat yet.

I never wanted to gamble, yet I could not stop myself from going to the tables. I kept losing, over and over, until I was buried under ten million in debt. After investigating the cause, I finally learned the truth–my older brother had placed me under a puppet-like control. Every loss was recorded under my name, while all the winnings went straight into his pocket. My wife was furious. She slapped me, took our son, and divorced me. I tried to explain myself again and again, but she refused to listen. "Nathan, can you stop making excuses? Did someone hold a knife to your throat? You chose to gamble." After that, my brother only grew more ruthless, raising the stakes until I lost everything overnight. With nothing left, my creditors chopped off my limbs and threw me into the sea, leaving me to drown. Even after my death, they did not spare my wife and child. She was humiliated to death, and my son was sold overseas, his whereabouts unknown. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the day I first lost control and went to the gambling den.

He was a king in a world of blood and power. She was the secret he couldn’t see coming. Adrian Moretti never believed in love—until Isabella walked into his life, soft and deadly, making his cold heart burn for the first time. But on their wedding day, the world he thought he knew crumbles in an instant. His father is murdered. Gunfire tears through the Moretti Villa. Trust is shattered, and vengeance becomes his only path. As Adrian rises to claim his place as the next Moretti king, he faces enemies everywhere—some he can see, and some hiding behind the people he loves most. And Isabella… she is more than she seems. Loyal? Innocent? Or the very threat that could destroy everything he holds dear? In a world where love is dangerous and betrayal is deadly, Adrian must navigate passion, power, and a web of lies that could consume him—or make him unstoppable. The day love lied to him, everything changed. And now, nothing will ever be the same.

When past keep on haunting them. When he started to build a wall between them. When she needs to ran-away to heal and for herself. That's because their undying love started to be in pain, hell and in Darkness.

"You either walk away now," Aiden said, his voice sharp and cutting, "or you stay and deal with the consequences." Tristan's chest tightened as he met Aiden's gaze, the challenge blazing in his dark eyes. Every instinct told him to run, to leave before things spiraled out of control, but his feet wouldn’t move. “What’s it gonna be, Tristan?” Aiden’s voice was low, almost taunting. “Because if you stay, there’s no turning back. You won’t just be here. You'll be mine. Every inch of you, every breath, every thought... mine!" ...... Even before they became stepbrothers, Aiden and Tristan had never been on good terms, not since high school. Tristan couldn’t have imagined that the arrogant guy he despised—the same one he hated with passion—would one day become his stepbrother, a fact he refused to acknowledge. But after a drunken night led to an accidental , something shifted in Aiden. He began to see Tristan differently, from an angle far removed from brotherhood. It enraged him. He fought to keep hating him, to remind himself how wrong it was. Yet, the harder he tried, the more he missed him. The more he wanted him.

"I want to do things to you. Things only a man can do to a woman." he breathed on her neck. "I want to touch you in places that will make your toes curl. I want to have your body pinned under me in my bed. I want to pleasure you until the only thing you can think of is my name. I want to rake my hands all over your naked body and have you beg me for more. I want to hear you chant my name like a spell Allison. That is what I want to do to you." He finally pulled away and looked at her face. He smiled at her flushed and dumbstruck expression. Her lips parted like she is going to say something but no word left her lips. She opened her mouth again and closed it. "Breath." he said to her "Wh...you ... how...I". She closed her mouth again not knowing what to say. ********* A man who is used to getting whatever he wants, he lacks nothing; women, power, money, fame. Promiscuous and unfeeling, he will do anything to get what he wants Allison's only sister has been recently diagnosed of leukemia and a lot of money is needed for her treatment or she might die. Out of desperation, Allison finds herself in the office of the cold CEO seeking for a high paying job as one of his employees but the CEO has another job for her. Will he take pity on her? Will he make her do something against her will? Will she go any length to save her sister? Or will they find something they didn't expect from each other?

My fiancé, Luca, dragged me along to a party with his crew. We had barely walked through the door before his boys were hounding him to play "Seven Minutes in Heaven." "Angelina, babe, come join us!" Fiona, Luca’s "best friend" from back home, called out to me with a smirk. I shook my head and slipped onto a barstool, my fingers nervously tracing the rim of my glass. I watched them huddle in a circle, drawing cigar bands with names scribbled on them. Luca drew Fiona. They shared a laugh before disappearing into the storage room behind the bar. "Seven minutes! Starting... now!" someone hollered, followed by a chorus of whistles. But seven minutes came and went. The door stayed shut. Ten minutes. Fifteen. Twenty... I finally stood up, my heart hammering against my ribs, ready to see what was going on. Just then, I heard Luca’s friends whispering in a thick Sicilian dialect. "This American guy... her head is greener than a lemon tree in Palermo and she doesn’t even know it." "I bet Luca and Fiona are having the time of their lives in there right now." "Poor Boston girl. Look at her, sitting there like a loyal little dog. Hilarious." I froze. My blood turned to ice, and the air felt too thin to breathe. Suddenly, the storage room door creaked open. Luca walked out, wiping sweat from his brow, followed closely by Fiona, who was busy smoothing out her rumpled shirt. "Whoa, how was it? Seven minutes in heaven live up to the hype?" someone teased. Luca smirked, his eyes glazed with satisfaction. "Better. I didn't want to leave."