Ice Gay

Ang conyo at kikay na si Lemon Concepcion, magpapanggap bilang isang lalaki para lamang makaligtas sa mga hindi niya kilalang kaaway? Si Lemon Concepcion ay isang anak na nasasanay na sa gulo ng buhay ng kanyang Ina. Kung kaya't kahit kailan ay hindi niya pinangarap na magkaroon din ng sariling pamilya upang hindi magaya sa kanya ang magiging anak. Ngunit nang mamatay at makabalik sa kanyang 'past life', sa panahong malayo sa kanyang nakasanayang buhay, kinailangan niyang magbalat-kayo bilang isang lalaki upang makaligtas sa panganib na maaaring nakaamba sa kanya sa buhay na iyon. Magiging mapayapa ba ang kanyang pamumuhay gamit ang ibang katauhan o lalo lamang siyang maguguluhimnan?

Abby Winster, on the brink of a divorce, travels back home to California to spend some time with family, in an attempt to forget her messy reality and her self destructing marrage. Hoping to get a break from her reality -a drama and stress filled life- Abby runs into a familiar face, Anthony Wells, her highschool sweetheart. In the midst of catching up, Abby's throws herself into a deeper mess, entangling herself in a something even crazier than she could have ever expected. The Anthony Wells she'd grown up with no longer exists, but instead, a new version of him... One that leaves her disturbed.

Amelia Dinkins annulled her own wedding at the altar after discovering the affair between her fiancée and best friend only to end up in a one night stand giving her virginity to one of the party guests Drake Harris a widower who was amused by her bravery during the day. Drake Harris had vowed never to love any other woman after the brutal murder of his wife, unfortunately Amelia got pregnant and his parent found out, so to secure his heritage from his family as the first son he had to marry her, they both agreed on staying out of each other`s lane while they co parent, after the wedding, a lot of secrets came to light when Amelia discovered Annabelle Drake`s late wife`s secret diary. Will they be able to fall for each other while co parenting? Will the Mystery behind Annabelle`s death be solved? ***Epilogue “You are getting into a sham marriage again, I guess God really thinks highly of you”, Drake said sarcastically “So does he of you loser”,Amelia responded amidst tears.

"ฉันจะแต่งค่ะ" "หือ?" ไวซ์ครางอย่างประหลาดใจ ผิดคาดที่คิดว่าพรีมจะปฏิเสธการแต่งงานกับเขา "แต่ฉันอยากตกลงอะไรกับคุณก่อน" พรีมรู้ว่าเงื่อนไขที่เธอคิดไว้มันอาจจะเห็นแก่ตัว เพราะไวซ์เองก็คงไม่ได้อยากแต่งงานกับเธอ แต่เธอขอเลือกความรู้สึกของตนเองก่อน "ว่ามาสิ" เธอกัดริมฝีปากอย่างชั่งใจ และตัดสินใจว่าจะพูดมันออกไปให้จบๆ "ฉันอยากให้การแต่งงานเป็นแบบสัญญาแต่สัญญาของเรามีระยะเวลาแค่หนึ่งปี" "..." "คุณตกลงมั้ยคะ" พรีมสบตากับไวซ์อย่างคาดหวัง ขณะที่เขาตีสีหน้าเรียบเฉยจนมองไม่ออกว่าจะปฏิเสธหรือตอบรับข้อเสนอของเธอ ผ่านไปหลายวินาทีเขาถึงจะตอบว่า "ต้องนอนด้วยกัน" "คะ?" "ถ้าผมกับคุณแต่งงานกันแล้วแปลว่าคุณจะกลายเป็นเมียผม นอนด้วยกันก็คงไม่เป็นอะไรถูกมั้ย" "มันก็ใช่ค่ะ แต่..." ไวซ์เลือกพูดความต้องการของตนเองแทรกข้อแม้ที่พรีมกำลังจะหยิบยกมาโต้แย้งกับเขา "แต่ถ้าคุณไม่โอเค ผมก็ไม่แต่ง อย่างน้อยหนึ่งปีที่ผมเสียไปต้องได้อะไรกลับคืนมาบ้าง"

They said she vanished. They claimed she betrayed them. But when she reappears at a secret auction, claimed by the man who once swore to destroy her, the past ignites like gasoline. In a world where loyalty is currency and truth is buried beneath designer suits and silken lies, love isn’t the question. it’s the weapon.

"I don’t know who you are but… wait, what are you eating? Why are you not sharing it, ah? Do you treat this big sister as a stranger?" One of the most powerful and devilish beings in existence wakes up in a body of a little mortal girl in a humble place that's a far cry from where she came from. After thousands of years of waiting for reincarnation... seems like even the underworld had kicked her out for all the troubles she caused. But why didn't they put her soul into an immortal's body?! Well, beggars can't be choosers. She would just have to cultivate back to the peak. Watch as she tries to keep herself from destroying the world... try being the keyword.

On New Year's Eve, my in-laws, Richard Prescott and Leona Reed, had flown back to have dinner at my place. However, our butler, Rupert Williams, had only prepared two plates of cold lobster rolls even though I had specifically reminded him that Leona was allergic to lobster. Rupert looked at me with his usual stiff expression and said, "Mr. Shaw, I understand that people from your background like to take advantage of situations. Your parents showing up for a free holiday meal doesn't surprise me." He added, "But as Ms. Jaclyn Prescott's most trusted butler, I have a duty to protect the Prescott family assets from being touched by questionable individuals, even if it's just a dinner. That said, I'm not heartless enough to let two elderly people go hungry. "Here are some leftover expired lobster rolls. Your parents can eat them and leave. Ms. Prescott is very busy with work, and I can't have her come home later only to deal with your poor parents." I froze for a moment, then realized he had mistaken Jaclyn's parents for mine. He was deliberately trying to humiliate me like he always did. I was about to explain when Richard and Leona, furious, turned to leave. However, Rupert called for the security guards to block their way. "I can understand that people from rural areas might lack proper manners, but wasting food is still a bad habit. Since the lobster rolls have already been prepared, I insist you finish them before you go."

“I want you to be mine, Andrea.” A gasp leaves my mouth. “W-what did you say?” “I want to offer you the life you’re pretending to have. I can clear your family’s debt in one call and pay for your brother’s treatment while you live the life you’ve been faking.” “I don’t understand… why me?” “You walked into a room full of people who would have devoured you and almost held it together perfectly,” he says. “I find that interesting.” Andrea Vale is drowning in debt and secrets, living a life she can’t afford for a family she can’t save. Tristan Hale sees through her in seconds and offers her everything she has ever needed, but at a cost she cannot ignore. One year in his world, under his rules, in his bed. No love, no promises, no future. But what happens when pretending starts to feel real, when survival turns into desire, and when the man who was never meant to keep her becomes the one she cannot walk away from?

On the night before the wedding, my fiancé’s female best friend, Marisol Vance, sent me a set of photos. In the photos, she wore the custom haute couture wedding gown I had commissioned, leaning into Lucian Drake’s arms, with a caption meant to provoke me: [Borrowing your groom and your dress for a moment—after all, Lucian said I look better in this than you do.] Soon after, my social feed was flooded with their so-called wedding photos. In the images, the two of them staged a mock kiss, the caption reading: [More than friends, not quite lovers. If we had been born ten years earlier, there would have been no place for anyone else.] I held up the photos and confronted Lucian, yet he played his game indifferently, then tossed his phone aside, his face full of impatience. “I told you, it was just for fun—a way to commemorate our youth. Can you stop acting like a shrew? She was just diagnosed with depression. What’s wrong with me comforting her?” Looking at his self-righteous expression, I smiled. “Fine. Since your bond is so unbreakable, I won’t play the villain.” That very night, I drafted a withdrawal agreement and halted the arrangements I had been making with a top-tier overseas medical team for his mother. “The wedding is off. Don’t expect me to keep patching up your bankrupt company, and don’t expect me to save your mother either. “Your youth is precious—I hope you can afford to pay the price to keep it so.”

The entire ward could hear the thoughts of the beautiful intern nurse, Sonya Row. When a patient kept vomiting nonstop, and I suggested increasing the pain medication, she stood nearby, sighing. [What should I do? Should I tell the family this painkiller can be addictive and really bad for the body? If they just wait a few more minutes, he'll recover on his own. There's no need to spend money at all.] The room fell silent in an instant. Everyone's gaze shifted toward me, and the family quietly refused my treatment plan. After that, I became the joke of the entire department. Every patient specifically asked not to be assigned to me. Later, while comforting a terminal stomach cancer patient, I followed her family's wishes and lied, saying it was just gastritis. Sonya complained about it in her thoughts. [The patient's practically dying already, but she's still saying she can be cured. It's obviously just to trick this old woman into draining her life savings on treatment.] That night, the old lady jumped off the building so she wouldn't burden her family. Her family thought I had revealed the truth and driven her to her death. They reported me directly to the hospital director, and I was stripped of my position as department head. Then, on a holiday weekend, the hospital admitted a pregnant woman with a suspected amniotic fluid embolism. To save her life, I had no choice but to remove her uterus. At that moment, Sonya's thoughts rang out again. [She doesn't have an amniotic fluid embolism at all. She was on her phone during surgery, which caused this. Now look what happened. This baby's a girl. This family wanted a son, and now they'll never get one.] The family attacked me on the spot, recorded it, and posted the video online to harass me. The desperate husband, obsessed with having a son, stabbed me to death to vent his rage. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day Sonya first revealed her thoughts. This time, I could hear her thoughts, too.