Goodbye Summer 2019

After days of torture at the hands of my family’s rival gang, they offered me one last phone call. I called my brother, Matteo. I just wanted to say goodbye—while I still had the chance. “What is it now?” he snapped. “Matteo, I—” He didn’t let me finish. “Fix your own mistakes. Until then, don’t call me again.” Death didn’t hurt as much as those words did. I felt my heart slow to a stop as my brother’s words echoed in my ears. I guess you’re finally at peace now, Matteo. I won’t bother you again. And you’ll never have to see me again.

Harper, an eighteen-year-old orphan fresh out of high school, yearns to claim her independence and make it into the cruel world on her own. Leaving the security of the only genuine family she's ever known, besides her father who passed away four years ago, she says goodbye to her foster parents who have sheltered her since she was fourteen. With her old SUV as her only sanctuary, she embarks on a journey across the United States in search of a college, a job, and a place she can call home. Finding romance was the last thing on Harper's mind, fueled by her father's last words to stay clear of men. But, what is she to do; when one fateful night an act of God thrusts her into the arms of a stranger who would change her life forever.

"We had a one-night stand and that was it. Goodbye to you." She stated carelessly before grabbing her G-string and exiting the suite. He stood up from the bed, exposing his ten-inch dick, and pulled her to his chest before curling his lips and announcing, "I am the one who says it's over. And I didn't say I am done with you yet." She was intoxicated but began to sober up after hearing his strange words. Her vision was still blurry, but his body odor and colegone became increasingly familiar. She exclaimed, "No!" as she began to recognize him. " No way. That's you!" Before pushing her back to bed, he nodded and smiled and confirmed, "Yes, I am your future stepdad. The person you dislike most." “fuck!”

"Will I see you again?" he straighten his posture, looking alarm."There's a possibility." She smiled, "I really have to go now.""Can you give me your number?" he took a step closer,"How about, I'll give it to you the second time I saw you?" she crossed her arms over her chest,He took another step and gently put the stranded hair behind her ear. "Do you think I deserve a goodbye kiss?""A what-" before she know it he already crash his lips to hers and the only thing she could think of was how she had been right when she made a bet with herself about his soft lips. Copyright Reserved

Ruby Mendoza never liked a certain a guy. She dislikes Joseph Rivera for as long as she can remember dahil binastos siya nito sa una nilang pagkikita. At ang masaklap pa roon ay nasa iisang boarding house lang sila nakatira. Slowly, her annoyance turned into something she can perceive, she knows that she is slowly falling in love with him and she wants to cut those invisible strings that she thought was not good for her heart. However, Ruby found out the truth behind the feud between her family and Joseph's, Ruby decided to walk away without a proper goodbye, leaving him for good. After years of no communication, will they be able to lit old flames and reconcile each other's mistakes in the past or some things will change for good?

Dia bukan anak kandungku, wajahnya saja berbeda...Brandon pun terhenyak, tak pernah sekalipun dalam mimpi kalau Bahar yang selama ini ia anggap ayahnya bukan bapak kandungnya! Pencarian pun Brandon lakukan, tak dia duga ayah aslinya bukan orang sembarangan dan selama bertahun-tahun mencarinya. Tapi dendam keluarga membuat hidup Brandon penuh dengan bahaya, harta warisan yang dia terima mengubah hidupnya. Bukannya hidup enak, tapi justru berhadapan dengan pembunuh-pembunuh bayaran yang kejam dan Brandon pun hanya punya dua pilihan, membunuh atau di bunuh. Brandon tak tinggal diam, diapun rela melepas harta warisan triliunan, untuk mencari siapa dalang pembunuh ayah kandung dan berambisi merebut harta milik ayahnya. Brandon rela menjadi Ketua Geng/Preman yang kerjanya menggunakan otot dan kekerasan, di mana nyawa bak tiada harganya. Karena senjata dan kepalan tanganlah yang bicara dan menjadi menu sehar-hari di dunia hitam ini. Brandon juga harus berhadapan dengan kisah asmaranya yang pelik. Cinta satu malamnya dengan seorang sekretaris CEO nya di kantor tak pernah Brandon duga berbuah. Petualangan nya dengan beberapa wanita membuat si Sekretaris itu menolak terbuka dinikahi Brandon. Apalagi Brandon di kelilingi musuh-musuh yang kejam dan selalu mengincar nyawanya. Brandon sudah melangkah terlalu jauh, dia tak mungkin mundur.

Ari thought she knew love. She was wrong. Autumn brings whispers of desire, secrets that won’t stay buried, and choices that could change everything. Caught between two hearts, every glance carries weight, every moment feels electric. The wind has shifted, and nothing not love, trust, not even herself will ever be the same. For those who followed her summer, the next season is more dangerous, more intoxicating, and utterly unforgettable.

Mein Jugendfreund hatte mir versprochen, mich zu heiraten, sobald wir alt genug wären – doch an meinem Hochzeitstag steckte er meiner Stiefschwester, Summer Hugh, meinen Ehering an. Damals war es Victor Lowell, der gefürchtete Mafia-Erbe, der mich rettete, indem er öffentlich erklärte, er liebe mich schon seit Jahren. In den fünf Jahren, die wir verheiratet waren, erfüllte er jeden meiner Wünsche, selbst die, die ich nur beiläufig erwähnt hatte. Ich glaubte wirklich, ich sei der Mittelpunkt seiner Welt. Alles änderte sich, als ich beim Putzen seines Bücherregals auf eine streng geheime Mappe stieß. Gleich auf der ersten Seite war eine Akte über Summer mit fettgedruckten, roten Worten: „Höchste Schutzpriorität“. Darauf folgte ein Einsatzbericht, den ich nur allzu gut kannte. In jener Nacht hatte es einen Anschlag auf mein Leben gegeben. Ich hatte fast mein gesamtes Blut verloren, bevor man mich rettete. Als ich im Krankenhaus erwachte, erfuhr ich, dass ich ein Kind verloren hatte – ein Kind, von dem ich nicht einmal wusste, dass ich es in mir getragen hatte. Ich weinte bitterlich in Victors Armen, doch ich erzählte ihm nichts von dem Baby. Ich wollte nicht, dass er sich noch mehr Sorgen um mich machte. Jetzt wusste ich endlich – auch Summer war in jener Nacht angegriffen worden, und Victors Befehl hatte gelautet: „Rettet zuerst Summer.“ Meine Tränen tropften auf das Papier und ließen seine Handschrift verlaufen. „Gut“, sagte ich leise, aber fest in die Stille. „Wenn meine Ehe von Anfang an eine Lüge war, werde ich aus deinem Leben verschwinden. Für immer.“

The Sullivan brothers had always treated me like I was their whole world. That changed the day I was diagnosed with an aggressive brain tumor. The pain soon grew unbearable, and I was told I might lose my memories if I opted for surgery. I reached out to the brothers. I did not want to forget them, and I needed their help. However, when the call connected, the only thing I heard was an icy, sharp voice. "Summer, it's Yvonne's birthday today. Can you not ruin it for once?" I blacked out from the pain. When I woke up in the hospital, there was a message from Yvonne on my phone. "Summer, the boys gave me these lucky charms for protection." Attached was a photo of three silver pendants, each engraved with the brothers' initials. I knew those pendants well. I had spent seven hours in the freezing rain just to get them blessed. That was the moment I gave up. I went abroad alone for the surgery, and with it, all my memories of the brothers faded away. I completely forgot about them until one day, three strangers knocked on my door, begging like madmen for my forgiveness.

My mom, Susan, had a habit of sending me to get her shopping. However, she would always leave out a zero when paying me back what was owed, blaming on her poor eyesight. I never minded. In fact, I would just cover the cost without another word. Then, Summer, my sister, had to throw shade. “Mom sends you money whenever she wants something. You never show us the actual costs, though. I bet you’re making a nice little profit off Mom behind our backs.” Susan smiled and didn’t even bother to defend me, as if confirming Summer’s accusations. My heart sank. Over the years, I had bought her things from major appliances to the smallest groceries, and each time, the payment she sent was short. Susan would just brush the whole thing off by saying, “Oh, my eyes aren’t what they used to be. My bad.” I had poured hundreds of thousands into her expenses, only to end up with a reputation as a thief who cheated her own family. When Susan sent me money for the New Year’s Eve catering, I simply booked food that fit the budget she paid for.