He Is Pulling Away

Jeje dan Wiwi sepasang suami istri yang awal pernikahan mereka adalah sebuah perjodohan. Wiwi sudah mengajukan gugatan cerai karena perasaan bersalah kepada seorang wanita yang sudah seperti kakak kandung untuk dia, wanita bernama Laras. Laras adalah kekasih dari masa lalu dari Jeje, sang suami. Belum lagi Jeje adalah seorang pria kaya raya pun seorang penerus. Antara Jeje dan Wiwi pun mermiliki hubungan yang baik. Wiwi sudah menjadi yatim piatu dan sebatang kara sejak usia 12 tahun. Jeje sudah menganggap Wiwi seperti adik sendiri. Namun, mereka masuk dalam ikatan pernikahan. Wiwi, yang sempt kehilangan memori masa lalu, tiba-tiba saja mengingat kembali sebagian dari memori yang hilang. Laras yang memahami rasa bersalah itu, menjelaskan dengan baik. Mengatakan kalau semua tidak sama dengan apa yang dia pikirkan. Akankah Wiwi dapat menerima semua peristiwa dalam hidupnya? Follow Instagram @alend1100

(Ship of Temptation 2) Nang dahil sa wine, nalagay sa panganib ang buhay ni Meldy. Muntik na siyang ipakulong ni Eliot Santisas, ang mayamang negosyante sa bayan nila sa pag-aakalang ninakaw niya ang isang box ng wine na nagkakahalaga ng isang milyon. Ngunit sa hindi inaasahang pagkakataon, biglang dumating si Elise—ang anak ni Eliot at inakalang si Meldy ang ina niya. “Bad ka papa! Inaway mo si mama!” Umiiyak na sabi ni Elise habang yakap-yakap si Meldy. Nakita yun ni Meldy na oportunidad para hindi tuluyang makulong. “Sir, b-babayaran ko po ang wine. Pagta-trabahuan ko po yun sa inyo kung maaari.” Tumingin si Meldy kay Elise. “Pwede po akong maging yaya ng anak niyo. Magta-trabaho po ako ng libre hanggang sa mabayaran ko po ang halaga no'ng nawalang wine niyo.” Isang mahabang katahimikan ang namayani bago sumagot si Eliot. “Pag-iisipan ko,” sabi nito at kinuha si Elise at umalis. Nakahinga si Meldy at inakalang nakalusot siya sa kamalasan sa buhay, hindi niya alam na pinasok niya pala ang pa-in na nilaan para sa kaniya ni Eliot Santisas. Ngumisi siya habang binabaybay ang daan papunta sa kwarto ni Elise. “I think it’s time for you to pay your sin.” Ang mga salitang naglalaro sa isipan ni Eliot.

My boyfriend Julian is a chess grandmaster, a genius. At sixteen, he became the youngest grandmaster in North American history. I gave him ten years of my life, but a ring was never on the table. But when he reached the pinnacle of his career and won the Grand Slam, he still refused to break the pact he'd made with his family about his career. "According to my plan, I'm not considering marriage or any other form of long-term commitment until all my goals are achieved." I didn't argue with him. I quietly packed his luggage for the World Championship and wished him the best. He had no idea that at the very moment he was lifting the championship trophy with the world watching, I was dragging my failing body to sign my own name on a euthanasia consent form.

My fated mate, Alpha Cullen, fell for the lies of his first love, Donna, and planned to kill me. But in a twist of fate, we were ambushed by rogues and died together. But with his last breath, he whispered another woman's name: Donna. In that moment, I knew the truth—it had always been her, his real love. When the Moon Goddess gave me a second chance, I was reborn on the day I first met him. One look at the hatred in his eyes, and I knew: he had been reborn, too. So before he could speak, I rejected him in front of the entire pack. Years later, when we met again, he sneered that I was nothing more than a pathetic rogue who tinkered with flowers. But he didn't know I had found a new mate: Orton, the Alpha of Alphas. It wasn't until our son ran to me, wrapping his little arms around my leg and crying, "Mommy!" that Cullen's façade finally shattered. He grabbed my arm, his voice cracking as he begged, "This can't be happening! I'm your fated mate! You still love me… right, Juliet?"

“Is trusting you a sin?” Hannah asked. “It wouldn't have been a sin if you were nothing but sand under my feet. You’ve always had it all—the grades, the charm, the spotlight. Teachers adored you. Boys wanted you. Even James, the only one I ever looked at like that, fell for you despite your boring look.” Her best friend’s laugh was dry. Cruel. Hannah’s heart squeezed, her breath catching in her throat. “You think you’ve won?” she said, voice shaking. “Because you slept with my husband and fed him lies?” “I don’t think, Hannah. I won.” “You didn’t win. You settled. You crawled into my leftovers and tried to wear my skin like it would turn you into something better—but it didn’t.” --- On her first wedding anniversary, Hannah Reyes was drugged—by her husband and her best friend. The betrayal shattered her world, and cost her the one thing she was holding onto: her unborn child. The next day, still lying in a hospital bed, her husband handed her divorce papers... then ordered her thrown out. Lost, bleeding, and alone, she was hit by a car. But fate wasn’t done with her yet. The driver? Matthew DeLacruz—her husband’s former friend, now bitter enemy, and a man he once scammed. And Matthew made her an offer she couldn’t ignore: "Be my vice president, and I’ll help you destroy him." What began as revenge turned into something else, something thrilling, empowering, and dangerously beautiful. And just when she thought she had nothing left to lose, Matthew made her a different offer: Marriage. Now Hannah must ask herself: Can she truly trust again? Or will this new beginning become just another ending?

I first met Kai Valentine at the basketball court when I was ten years old. Kai was taller, louder, and faster than me. And from that day on, Kai became my best friend, my safe place. But then my parents passed away, and my family went bankrupt. After that, we weren't best friends anymore. We were just two strangers living in completely different worlds. Then, Kai starts "stealing" from me. He manages to steal every single girlfriend I've ever had. The day he steals my eighth girlfriend, I finally break. That's when I decide to fight back and get myself a boyfriend instead. That's right; I'm going to pretend to be gay! Let's see how he plans to steal this one. However, I never thought that my actions would make Kai go absolutely berserk. That night, Kai presses me against a dim corner in the stairwell. His fists slam into the concrete wall, his breath hot against my cheek. "If even he can be your boyfriend," he grits out, "then why can't I?" I laugh. "Are you out of your mind?" Kai just keeps pressing closer, his scorching gaze burning into me as his lips inch closer until he is just a breath away. "Do you still not get it?" Something hot and erect presses up against me. He then growls softly in my ear. "I never wanted to steal any of your girlfriends. The only person I ever wanted was you, Aiden Winston!"

My boy friend Caleb Ford's childhood sweetheart, Julia Leclair, is losing her hair from chemotherapy. So, he orders me to cut mine off and make her a wig. "Julia's allergic to synthetic wigs. You've been growing your hair for ten years—it's perfect." I refuse, but his friends tie me down. Someone shaves my head to the scalp, buzzing through my thick, glossy hair until nothing's left but a butchered mess. Julia sits in her wheelchair and laughs, saying I look like a toad. Caleb smiles and nods in agreement. He adds with a chuckle, "It's just some hair. Was that really necessary?" But back when I was bullied for having uneven, choppy short hair for six straight years, it was he who stood in front of me. He had his arms spread wide as he shielded me from harm. Now he's the one wielding the blade. One by one, their little circle chimes in. They tell me not to hold a grudge against someone who's sick. Caleb snaps impatiently, "Stop trying to talk sense into her. She can get lost! Did you see that fit she threw over a few strands of hair? It's not like they won't grow back." I turn around and walk away. I never look back. Later, I hear that Caleb begs for my forgiveness by kneeling his way up 9000 steps until his knees are ruined.

"Mr. Dawson, about that farmhouse construction project in Hattensburg… I've decided that I'm willing to go there." Gary Dawson, on the other end of the line, sounds fairly surprised. "I've been asking you to go there for ages, yet you refused every time because you said you wanted to be with your boyfriend, Timothy. Why the sudden change of mind?" Madeline Carlton lowers her reddened eyes and pretends to chuckle nonchalantly. "I guess I hit one too many walls and just decided to come to my senses afterward." Hearing this, Gary sighs and says sternly, "This is a highly classified mission. You will be assuming a whole new identity when you start working on this project. Before the mission ends, you will not be allowed to have any contact with the rest of the world. "Madeline, are you sure that you've thought things through?" "Yes. I just want to escape this place as soon as I can." There is a long silence on the phone. However, Gary answers right after the pause. "Alright. I'll send the classified contract to you in a while. It should take about a month for the paperwork to be finalized. Use that opportunity to say goodbye to your friends and family." The call disconnects. An email pops up in Madeline's inbox. Right after reading through the classified contract, she signed her name with a flourish and submitted the file with a click. At the same time, Bloomberg Group's new product launch plays on the television. Timothy Bloomberg, wearing a tailored white suit, slowly leads Lacey Houston up the catwalk stage.

I was just a student who couldn't afford tuition. For five years, I was also the secret lover of Mafia Don Dante Costello. Publicly, I was his personal art restorer. In private, he spent his nights making me his, holding me close and kissing me breathless. Then his family arranged his engagement. To Isabella Rossi. A princess from a rival family. At their engagement party, Isabella stabbed the back of my hand with a shard of broken glass. He made me apologize. To her. For making a scene. Fighting back tears, I bowed my head to Isabella. When Isabella lost a bet and had to play Russian Roulette—one bullet, six chambers—he made me take her place. My hand shook as I raised the gun to my head. "You saved my life once," I told him. "Now you can have it back." The moment I vanished from his world, the ruthless Mafia Don who had everything under control...completely lost his mind.

“He tried so hard to replicate the real thing, it’s impressive…well I’m back now, and your services are no longer needed.” Myra knows this is the end of her and Pierce, seeing the girl who looks strikingly similar to her holding his arms in the hospital. No amount of hoping she can win him over, and living in a world of delusion can make the multi billionaire CEO, Pierce Blackwood hers. To him, she’s just a stand-in, after all. When Pierce’s ‘true love‘, Tami, returns, Myra knows it’s time to step away. There’s no need to humiliate herself anymore when the man she loves clearly has his attention on someone else. Determined to reclaim her dignity, Myra breaks up with Pierce, blocks his number, and decides to leave the past behind. But just when she thinks she’s free, Pierce corners her once again, unwilling to let go. “Are you done with this tantrum? Now come home with me.”