I Thought My Time Was Up 64

I accompany my husband, Michael Yates, to a stationed assignment on a remote island. Out at sea, a sudden storm hits. The ship capsizes and begins to sink. As the commanding officer, my husband gives the last life vest to his so-called godsister, Naomi Hollister. I don't cry or scream. I just watch silently as he carefully fastens the straps around her body. In my past life, I had clutched my pregnant belly and begged him for help. After a brief hesitation, he finally put the vest on me. But Naomi was swept away by the waves, and her body later washed up on shore. Only half of it remained. Michael insisted it wasn't my fault. He also said that saving me was his duty, both morally and professionally. He even took leave to stay by my side before I gave birth. But when my water broke in the dead of night, he pushed me into the sea. His eyes were bloodshot and burning with hatred. "Leah, if it weren't for you, Mimi would still be alive! Did you really have to force me to give you the vest when you were just pregnant? Couldn't you have waited a little longer? Why do you get to live? Go down there and die with her!" I drown, and fish tear my body apart. I die without even a full corpse left behind. And then, I open my eyes. I'm back on the day of the storm.

In order to protect my father, I was tortured for ten hours, but my father was busy celebrating his adopted daughter’s eighteenth birthday. With my dying breath, I called my father and said, “Dad, it’s my birthday today. Could you wish me a happy birthday?” “You crazy monster! You got your mother killed in order to celebrate your birthday! How could you still ask me to celebrate your birthday? You should just die!” With that said, he hung up. The next day, my corpse was placed in different flower pots and put in front of a police station. My father was in charge of inspecting my corpse, and he could immediately tell that the murderer did this for revenge. What they did to me was cruel and made a mockery of the police’s authority. But he did not manage to tell that the deceased was the daughter he hated.

My story revolves around Molly who conspires with Samantha, the wife of a prominent TV host to expose him for being unfaithful so that she could make his competition to rise which ironically is the fact that The TV host Charlie is a show host for a cheaters show.

"Ad! Apa nama hubungan ini? Waktu pernah kasih kita kesempatan. Apa kita bisa miliki lagi?" Kedua mata kami saling menatap mencari jawaban. Kurvaku menurun. Begitulah aku memandang hidup yang ku jalani di akhir usia 20an. Di saat rencana tidak berjalan sesuai impian, apa aku masih memiliki mimpi tersisa? Tentang dia yang pernah berperan penting dalam hidupku, namun keasingan jadi pengganti keakraban antara aku dengannya. Jika aku bertemu lagi dengan Ad, apa aku harus menemuinya atau bersembunyi saja? karena sinarku sedang hilang, aku belum siap menampakkan sisi gelap dari masa lalu yang masih ku hindari. Perpisahan kala itu, membuatku ragu. Ada kisah antara kita yang belum tuntas. Apa mungkin itu tanda, untuk kembali memperjuangkan cinta atau lebih baik berhenti saja? Di masa belia kita kala itu, atau di masa kita terus bertumbuh, melewati berbagai fase hidup menjadi dewasa. Tentang aku dan Ad, apa sudah berakhir? Cinta ini akan bertumbuh dan menetap untuk dirinya ataukah dia?

"We'd like you to come with us to the station immediately," Vanessa's heart began to beat faster, "I don't understand," she said, "What for?" "Mrs Spencer, you're wanted as a prime suspect in the murder of your husband, Mr Christopher Wesley. You need to come with us to the station for questioning. You have the right to remain silent. Anything you do or say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to an attorney. If you cannot afford an attorney, one will be provided for you. I suggest you don't try to resist. Do you understand the rights I have just read to you?" Vanessa's jaw dropped. Christopher was dead! It was impossible to believe. She'd just spoken to him that afternoon. It had to be a mistake. She nodded, "I…. I…. I need to call my lawyer," she said, when she finally found her tongue," "Ma'am, you can do that at the station. Turn around, please," —----------- Politician and governorship aspirant , Christopher Wesley is dead ; shot in the head right in his own house. The killer is unknown, but the police have a suspect —his estranged wife, Vanessa Spencer Detective Alaric Harper and his partner are placed in charge of this case and at first Alaric is certain that Vanessa had killed her husband. Her motive? He's not sure of. Could it be spite? Maybe the money? Or maybe she just got tired of him delaying their divorce? He's determined to find out and he's sure that he will, but one thing he never expected — falling for her…..

I loved Alpha Lucien Grey with all my heart. From the moment I first saw him, I was drawn to him. However, I always knew the one Lucien loved was someone else. Her name was Summer White. I thought I’d be like one of those tragic side characters in romance stories—forever on the sidelines, watching the man I loved build a life with another woman. However, everything changed three years ago when Summer ran away on the night of the marking ceremony, saying she wasn’t ready to be claimed. Lucien had to make a decision and announced he would find a new partner. So, I stepped forward. Wearing a dress that didn’t quite fit, my hands trembling, I stood in for Summer. That day, Lucien and I formed a bond as mates. For the past three years, Lucien had treated me with warmth and kindness. He was gentle and thoughtful. He took care of me in every way. However, just over a month ago, Summer came back to our pack. On the night of our anniversary, she got drunk and called Lucien in tears, sobbing that she regretted everything. Lucien’s hands were shaking so hard he almost dropped his phone, but he didn’t hang up. He just stood there, torn. When his eyes met mine, full of confusion and pain, I took his hand—still trembling—and said softly, “Go to her.” The moment he left, I filed the mate-bond termination papers at City Hall, requesting to break the bond. After all, these years of stolen happiness were never really mine to keep. It was time for me to leave, too.

Dua-duanya sama-sama sayang, bahkan sayang banget. Namun, apa jadinya jika kedua orang yang sama-sama menjadi budak cinta itu harus berakhir karena masalah dari salah satu pihak. Apakah yang akan terjadi setelah hubungan mereka berakhir? Akankah mereka benar-benar mengikhlaskan atau tidak?

My husband worked overtime in the studio and suffered from an explosion. His body was blown to pieces. When my bestie frantically told me the news, I just nodded calmly. She called and texted me nonstop. She urged me to go to the site to recognize my husband's body. I blacklisted her and bought a ticket to go abroad. In my previous life, when I heard the news, I stopped at nothing and rushed to my husband's studio. However, I only saw my husband's cold ashes. My bestie said that my husband had poured out his troubles to her once. My husband said that I had run up a mountainous debt for gambling. He wanted a divorce, but I threatened him that he would have a sky-high debt if he divorced me. Even my mother cried and accused me of often going to the casino and taking men home at midnight. But none of this was true. I treated my husband very well; just a few days ago, I gave him a million-dollar watch as a gift. And I had never done anything related to gambling. Facing their accusation, I chose to call the police to prove my innocence. However, the police discovered my diamond necklace at the explosion site, where forensic experts also found my fingerprints. I failed to prove my innocence and became the heinous murderer who killed my husband. My mother took me to court for justice and took over my business empire. In jail, I was retaliated and died. When I opened my eyes again, I regained my life on the day when my husband suffered from the explosion.

Handa si Sophia Grant na gawin ang lahat para maisalba ang kasal niya kay Julian—kahit pa unti-unti na itong lumalamig at tila ba nahuhulog na sa bitag ng magandang empleyado nitong si Vanessa. At ngayong may baby na sila, mas lalo siyang kumapit. Umaasa. Nagsusumamo. Pero habang lalong nabubunyag ang mga kasinungalingan at pagtataksil, unti-unting bumukas ang mga mata ni Sophia sa katotohanang ayaw niyang tanggapin—na minsan, hindi sapat ang pagmamahal lang. Wasak ang puso. Luhaan. Napahiya. Sophia chose to walk away… dala-dala lang ang mga sugat ng kahapon at ang pangakong babangon muli. Sa pagkakataong ‘to, hindi para kay Julian. Kundi para sa sarili niya. Ipinangako niya sa kaniyang sarili na magbabalik siya—mas matapang, mas malakas… at handang ipaglaban ang respeto at hustisyang matagal nang ipinagkait sa kanya.

WARNING: R-18| MATURE CONTENT READ AT YOUR OWN RISK Milan learned that her husband, Enver, cheated on her so she decided to leave their house without even saying goodbye. After five years, they met each other again and she became the secretary of her ex-husband whom she misses so much but she had to act as if she was already moving on and keep everything between them professionally because she already learned her lesson. But will she be able to avoid him now that Enver is willing to do everything to claim her back? Will their love be sweeter the second time around?