How Fall In Love Again Mga Nobela at Kwento

This novel focuses on the story of a young woman by the name Meekey. She found herself in the world of drug trafficking which led to her life being ruined.

Commander Samson Gardner was my fiance. In his family was an iron-clad rule—no divorces. Before my brother died, his last wish was for Samson to marry me. So, even after falling in love with his childhood sweetheart, Samson still decided to marry me as promised. However, everything changed the day said childhood sweetheart destroyed the only watch my brother left me. When Samson sided with her again, I didn't argue. I simply reached out to my mentor overseas and started preparing to become a foreign correspondent. Before leaving, I gave myself ten days to put things in order. On the first day, I quietly hid the marriage application I was supposed to submit. On the third day, I turned in my resignation to the military. The day I was to leave, Samson finally remembered the watch and promised to take me to buy a new one on his next day off. Right after that, he ordered me, "Celia is inviting friends over for dinner tonight. Make sure the food is ready before you go." I agreed with a smile—and then never showed up in his world again. Afterward, Samson would stare blankly at the marriage application inside his drawer every time he saw my name in the news. There, within his drawer, were the memories of an autumn not yet fully arrived, the lover he could never win back, and the watch he could never give...

Dr. Ivy Monroe has her life planned down to the minute and falling in love isn’t on the list. But when a once-in-a-lifetime research grant for couples opens up, she realizes she’s missing one key thing: a partner. Desperate, she convinces Lake Hart, a carefree filmmaker in need of quick cash, to pose as her husband for the summer. The two opposites enter a couples’ retreat in the mountains, pretending to be madly in love. Between the awkward therapy sessions, forced intimacy, and their one-bed cabin, their “fake” marriage starts to feel dangerously real. Ivy fights the growing pull between them, while Lake begins to see through her walls — and into her heart. As summer fades, so does the line between truth and lies. But when their secret is exposed, Ivy risks losing both her career and the man who made her believe in love again. Months later, in autumn’s quiet beauty, she gets one last chance to tell Lake the truth — that their love may have started as pretend, but it’s become the most real thing in her life.

When Elara Monroe flees a toxic entanglement with Damien Hale, the charming but deadly heir to a criminal empire. She believes she’s finally escaped the shadows that nearly ruined her life. But the past follows her to Los Angeles, where an unexpected protector steps from the darkness. Lucian Ward, Damien’s former right-hand man and the only person Damien fears. Lucian is cold, disciplined, and as dangerous as the man hunting her… yet he shields her with an intensity that steals her breath. What Elara doesn’t know is that Lucian once spilled blood to break free from Damien’s control and that secret ties him to her in ways neither of them can outrun. As Damien closes in, the city becomes a battleground of hidden motives and forbidden longing. Elara must choose between the man who destroyed her and the man who might destroy everything else to keep her safe. But when the truth finally surfaces, she learns love may not be what saves her. It may be the very thing that kills her.

A boy who falls hard, and a girl afraid of falling. Cassiopeia Walton has always been running away. Falling in love isn't an option, she learned that lesson the hard way. The only way to protect herself is by closing off her heart and not letting anyone in. Matthew Rayner refuses to allow anything to stand between him and his dreams. He already failed once and once was enough. He won't fail his band mates again. Now that they have finally achieved their hard earned success, he vows to put the band before everything else. When Cassie began to work with Matt's band, neither can resist the magnetic force between them. Matt and Cassie falls helplessly in love with one another, but Cassie knows that loving him means reopening old scars and letting go of the baggage that has been weighing down on her. And so she finally left to face them. Now Matt is left with the choice, to follow his dreams...or run after the girl of his dreams.

After losing everything she holds dear, Lena stands at a crossroads—trust her nemesis or embrace her hero. Two men, two paths and one life-changing choice. Which will she choose?

Natalie Brooke asked me to cook dumplings for her stepfather, Michael Sawyer. When the dumplings were knocked over and burned Michael's hand, she assumed that I was being disrespectful to an elder. So, she ordered the bodyguards to put me into a large pot, saying she would boil me until I was cooked as punishment. "Since you burned Michael, I will make you pay the price!" The water in the pot grew hotter, causing my whole body to be scalded red. All I could breathe was the scorching steam. I desperately pounded on the lid, but it had long been locked. I screamed in despair as I clawed the edges with all my strength. Blood overflowed from the pot and dripped onto the ground, but no one cared. Just before I succumbed to death, I summoned the system and yelled, "I want to go back! I refuse to save Natalie. I don't care if she becomes a vegetable!"

"There Are THREE SIDES To Every Story. YOURS, HIS And The TRUTH."We both hold distaste for the other. We're both clouded by their own selfish nature. We're both playing the blame game. It won't end until someone admits defeat. Until someone decides to call it quits. But how would that ever happen? We're are just as stubborn as one another.Only one thing would change our resolution to one another. An Engagement. .......An excerpt -" To be honest I have no interest in you. ", he said coldly almost matching the demeanor I had for him, he still had a long way to go through before he could be on par with my hatred for him. He slid over to me a hot cup of coffee, it shook a little causing drops to land on the counter. I sighed, just the sight of it reminded me of the terrible banging in my head. Hangovers were the worst. We sat side by side in the kitchen, disinterest, and distaste for one another high. I could bet if it was a smell, it'd be pungent."I feel the same way. " I replied monotonously taking a sip of the hot liquid, feeling it burn my throat. I glanced his way, staring at his brown hair ruffled, at his dark captivating green eyes. I placed a hand on my lips remembering the intense scene that occurred last night. I swallowed hard. How? I thought. How could I be interested?I was in love with his brother.

Machines of Iron and guns of alchemy rule the battlefields. While a world faces the consequences of a Steam empire. Molag Broner, is a soldier of Remas. A member of the fabled Legion, he and his brothers have long served loyal Legionnaires in battle with the Persian Empire. For 300 years, Remas and Persia have been locked in an Eternal War. But that is about to end. Unbeknown to Molag and his brothers. Dark forces intend to reignite a new war. Throwing Rome and her Legions, into a new conflict

I’d been in love with Cassian Cross—my brother’s best friend, the one and only mafia boss in the NYC—for as long as I could remember. On the night of my twentieth birthday, my brother promised me a surprise. I didn’t expect that surprise to be a very drunk, very kissable Cassian. One reckless night. One baby boy. Cassian agreed to marry me after giving birth. But the day I gave birth to Leo, Cassian said nothing. He just packed up and vanished to France for nearly five years. Then he returned with Alessia. His first love. And when she saw Leo and me, she ran away and disappeared. After that, Cassian never left my side. Like he was trying to be the man I needed all along, that we were finally going to have our chance. But fairytales are lies wrapped in pretty paper. On Leo’s sixth birthday, we were driving to dinner. The brakes failed. The car spun onto the highway, flames licking at the engine. Cassian got out. And then he locked the door. “If it weren’t for you, Alessia would still be by my side. Now? It’s your turn to suffer.” It wasn’t until that moment I understood—Cassian had never loved me. When I opened my eyes again, I was back at my twenties birthday. Cassian was in my bed, exactly where I’d left him in the past. This time, I didn’t hesitate. I ran. And on my way out, I made the call I should’ve made the first time. To Alessia.