If I Lose Everything In The Fire

"Good afternoon sir. Deposit po ulit?" saka ako ngumiti ng pilit. ''Yes please. Sabi ko naman sa'yo araw-araw akong babalik e. Ibigay mo na kasi number mo." "Hay naku sir, ako ang magbibigay sa'yo .." "Claire ano ba, wag ka nga.." putol ko sa sasabihin pa nya. "O sige. Let's date then." A happy-go-lucky Australian-Filipino man change his ways for a naive and strong-willed woman, how they fell in love despite their differences and how beautiful their relationship has become after so many struggles they've met along the way. The sweetness and bitterness of their love journey and how they conquer to stand with each other from kilig moments to a whirlwind romance... Get hooked with Andy and Ash and be inspired with their love escapades.

It was supposed to be fun. A night of drinking and fun. But Adrian hits a man on the road who ends up dying, Bianca wants to call for help but instead she is shot, which sent her tumbling down to the road below to her death, or so they think, now five friends have to keep what happened that night a secret. What they didn’t know was that Bianca survived, saved by the leader of the mafia, and she ends up getting married to his son. But soon her life in the mafia and her motivation for revenge ends up making her life harder as secrets are revealed, while more betrayal comes her way.

Oluchi never thought love would find her this late. She has spent her life following rules, hiding pieces of herself, and convincing the world she was fine. Then comes Amina the soft-spoken lesson teacher with a fire in her eyes, the one who makes Oluchi’s world feel both terrifying and alive. What begins as stolen glances soon becomes a dangerous longing. Desire. Fear. Hope. Everything Oluchi was told to bury begins to rise. But in a world that punishes women for wanting more, for loving differently… Can Oluchi risk it all for love? Or will survival demand her silence once again? The Love That Changed Everything is a tender, messy, and unforgettable story about late-found love, queer longing, and the price of choosing yourself.

After being reborn, the first thing I did was forge a medical report diagnosing chronic kidney disease. In my previous life, my nephew had been diagnosed with kidney failure, and he needed a transplant to survive. I rushed to get a matching test and donated one of my kidneys to him. But over time, my health deteriorated. At twenty, my body felt like it belonged to someone eighty. Even simple chores like sweeping the floor left me exhausted. I couldn't go out to work or earn a living, yet my brother and sister-in-law scolded me for "pretending to be sick." "Isn't one kidney enough?" my sister-in-law snapped. "Do you expect to leech off our family forever?" She even went so far as to buy a pair of fresh pig kidneys and smash them in my face. "Since we took one of yours, here's a new pair. Happy now?" Because I had lost a kidney, I died before the age of thirty, alone in a rented apartment. The next time I opened my eyes, I was back—before my nephew's diagnosis even came in.

I am having a heart attack when Scott Lakin locks me inside the car. It's because my pain is frightening his childhood sweetheart. In response to my desperate pleas for help, he merely utters coldly, "I'll let you out when you apologize." I go into shock and have to be rushed to the hospital. I call Scott a dozen times, but he just blocks me. Finally, after I get discharged, I see him carefully feeding his childhood sweetheart chicken soup. "Have some food, darling. What if the baby in your belly is hungry?" After that, I return to my hometown without saying a word and stay there for half a month. After blocking me everywhere except the music streaming platform, Scott suddenly starts frantically searching for me. "Jennie, why didn't you add me back on Facebook this time?"

Three Loves and Everything Between is a raw, intimate memoir-style novel about a young woman who survives heartbreak, loss, and the quiet wars inside herself—only to discover that love, when it’s real, can still find her. Told with honesty and unfiltered vulnerability, the story follows her through the three defining loves of her life. With Kaden, she learns what first love feels like—the innocence, the thrill, and the belief that forever is a promise you can keep just by wanting it enough. But youth proves fragile, and what felt easy eventually slips through her fingers. With Raymond, she learns what love can take. He enters her life with charm and promises, only to unravel into control and emotional chaos. Their relationship leads to a pregnancy she never got to keep—an experience that shatters her, scars her, and teaches her the cost of losing your voice inside someone else’s decisions. And then there is Noah—the boy who had always lingered at the edges of her life. When he returns years later, their reconnection is quiet but powerful. What begins as an unexpected reunion becomes a love rooted in gentleness, safety, and choice. When she becomes pregnant again—after only three months back together—the fear of her past resurfaces. But unlike before, Noah gives her something she’s never had: control. Respect. Partnership. And a love strong enough to walk with her through postpartum depression, healing, rebuilding, and becoming a mother on her own terms. Through heartbreak, young motherhood, grief, rebuilding trust, and rediscovering herself, she learns that love isn’t about perfection—it’s about choosing each other through every version of life. Three Loves and Everything Between is her journey toward peace, motherhood, and the kind of love that finally feels like home.

After Dad went bankrupt, Mom immediately started fighting for a divorce. I did not fight or argue, just watched coldly as my sister, Jessica Shaw, shoved me aside and threw herself at Dad. She cried out, "Dad, don't be sad! I'll stay with you!" In my past life, after our parents divorced, Jessica went with our wealthy Mom while I ended up with bankrupt Dad. However, what no one expected was that Mom's remarriage turned into a disaster when she married a scumbag who not only drained her assets but left her with nothing in the divorce. Jessica suffered right along with her. Meanwhile, Dad made a comeback and became wildly successful, eventually turning into a wealthy tycoon. Jessica grew bitter seeing me live well. Under the guise of catching up, she orchestrated a car accident that killed me. When I opened my eyes again, we had both traveled back to the day our parents filed a divorce. This time, Jessica shot me a smug smile and declared first, "I love Dad, so I want to stay with him." Little did she know, I could not have been happier with this arrangement. After all, I refused to spend another lifetime hiding and scraping by.

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In my fourth year as a substitute bride for my runaway sister, married to King Alpha Kieran Ashworth, I became pregnant with his child. When I sought the High Priestess at the sacred temple to perform the "Protective Blessing Ritual" for our unborn pup, I was devastated to learn: "You and Alpha Kieran have never established a true mate bond. I cannot perform the blessing ritual." The soul truly connected to him was my half-sister, Isabella Morgrave. Isabella suddenly returned, claiming to suffer from "Luna's Eclipse",a werewolf affliction spoken of in whispered terror, with only three full moons remaining. To fulfill Isabella's dying wish, Kieran held a mating ceremony with her. At Isabella's birthday banquet, a blood curse appeared, and everyone believed it was cast by my jealousy. They imprisoned me in an obsidian cage that absorbed moonlight energy and purified me with "demon-breaking blood," causing me to miscarry and lose our child. When I discovered Isabella's illness was fabricated and all the framing was her elaborate scheme, I decided to leave. However, when the truth came to light, Kieran went completely mad...

I double over in pain after assisting Adrian Randall with a late-night operation. He immediately carries me to a ward to check on me. However, before he can do that, he receives a call from a patient and hurries off. That night, I miscarry. When I come out of the operating theater, I see his childhood friend's social media update. She's shared a photo of her baby bump. "He hurried to come to my side just because I was lost. You have to treat Adrian well in the future, my darling!" I rub my belly, which throbs with a dull ache. I don't cry and demand an explanation from Adrian as I would have in the past. Instead, I like the post and apply for a position on the Borderless Medical Assistance Program. The day I leave, the high and mighty Dr. Randall looks at me with red-rimmed eyes. He asks, "How can you bear to leave me behind?"