Im Okay Im Fine

"Mom, please stop searching for a lover. I don't want Fathe r's condition to deteriorate further due to your behavior. Ot herwise, I will destroy any relationship you have with any m an!" Chelsea admonished, giving a warning. She had lost c ount of how many warnings she had given, given the nume rous men her mother had approached for money, despite h er father's serious illness. "It's up to you, do whatever you want. I don't care anymore because I can't bear to live in poverty," the mother replied c almly, indifferent to Chelsea's feelings. "Fine, if that's what you want. I swear I will marry one of yo ur most meaningful lovers!" Chelsea promised her mother when the pain had taken over her.

I was in the office bathroom stall when I heard them trash-talking me. The intern I'd trained for three months whined, "She's a heartless witch—like a robot with zero brain cells." I was about to swing the door open when another voice jumped in, laughing. "Documents incomplete." "Receipts don't match." "No signature? Denied." "Seriously, we've all memorized the freaking rulebot's script!" Once they were gone, I headed back to my desk. The intern stormed in and slammed a fat stack of reimbursement forms in front of me. "Don't go on another power trip and block everyone's claims." I skimmed the obviously fake receipts. Normally, I'd tear into her. But this time, I just smiled. "My head's killing me. Can't read the fine print."

My sister gets into an accident and needs an emergency blood transfusion when I'm six months pregnant. After a round of tests, my blood is the only suitable one. I'm exhausted and too skinny after being tormented by morning sickness. I have to say no. However, my family forces me to do it. I have no strength to resist; I can only beg my husband for help. To my devastation, he stands by and watches me coldly. "It's fine for you to donate some blood since you're so healthy. Queenie isn't the same as you—she has a bright future ahead, so we can't let anything affect that." I pass out after the blood donation. The first thing I do when I wake up is make an appointment for an abortion.

Somewhere around the middle of the night, all the lights of the house were off. His eyes colour changed to red, they dilated. His canines got longer and sharper. His fingers grew longer. "What's wrong with you, Damien?" Elsie stood rooted to the ground, unsure of whether to ran out of fear or to go to him out of worry. Sweat dripped from his forehead, the veins on his forehead bulged, he closed his eyes shut. He looked like he was trying to fight something back. " Leave" Damien muttered in between clenched teeth. He turned away from Elsie and backed her. "Are you okay?" "I said leave!!!" Damien turned back to her and yelled. Elsie trembled in horror. Damien looked like a completely different person. The features of his face had change into a horrific one. Elsie took to her heels and fled. Here is the story of the journey of Damien, a vampire and Elsie, a human.

He was about to lean in when I put my fingers on his lips to stop him. He looked at me surprised. I too was surprised over my own actions, not only was I turning down something that I wanted, but I was turning the man that I loved down. I knew that it maybe was a once in a lifetime opportunity. He could regain back his past memory and hate me for loving him. On the other hand, it would be a beginning of a great romance, either ways it felt so wrong to do anything with him in his current condition. "We need to bath okay," I said in a whisper. He took a step backward, his eyes slowly roaming all over my body making me uncomfortable. "You don't remember how to do anything right? I asked stupidly trying to strike a conversation with him. "This is crazy," I whispered to myself hopelessly.

Sawyer Zane Samiz, a man who called perfect by many ... famous and professional. You don't have to look for anything else because he already has what women are looking for. They said he's perfect? But no, Sawyer Zane is not perfect that everyone think. He has a strict and controlling parent. They always want to know what he was doing to do. They holds his neck, so Saywer Zane decided to stay in his friend island for a week. Sawyer wants to be away from his parents even for a moment. But when he went to the island of his friend he did not expect what will happen. The chopper crashed because of heavy rain. He have no choice but to jump in the sea. When he jumped, he thought it was finally okay, he even thanked God for saving him but that was just the beginning of his calvary. Can Saywer Zane survive in that incident? Or would he rather choose to close his eyes forever?

On the 99th time we fall into a frosty standoff, my girlfriend, Christina Davenport, does something she's never done before—she caves and breaks the silence. But she only does so to give me a way out because she's about to leave on a month-long business trip with her longtime crush, Adrian Blackwell. This time, I, Jeremiah Kane, don't argue with her. Instead, I make her breakfast and see her off with a smile. Christina pinches my cheek and smiles at me as if I were a puppy. "You're being such a good boy today. When I get back, I'll say yes to your marriage proposal, okay?" What she doesn't know, however, is that the people who are truly intending to leave don't make a scene. A month later, she returns home glowing with happiness, only to find a completely empty apartment. That's when the panic sets in.

“There's a part of me wanting to loathe him for eternity. But he lost his memories of me, and I have to get it back.” – Sam "I love him. He's mine! And I will never let him go!" - Stacy "I'm fine as long as I come towards you again, like that day." - Zach "How can I love somebody who loves somebody else?" - Ethan When Samantha Lee found out her longtime boyfriend, Zachary Gonzales, has a mistress behind her back, every memory they shared inside a 10-year relationship lost all its sense. She left him abandoned in their house soon after she realized her lover’s mistress was a friend of hers in the past. A month after, Samantha got astonished when she found out he suffered from a car accident. ---- UPDATES EVERY WEDNESDAYS AND THURSDAYS [GMT+8]!

Alyanna Samantha Anderson, as one of Anderson's princesses, used to get what she wanted. She thought her life was close to perfection since she could get everything she wanted. She never had a boyfriend, and that's why when she met someone who really intrigued her interest, she ignored all the red flags and still fell for him. Enrico Lorenzo De Guzman, Enzo, to his close friends, was never the type of a person that you will see socializing outside their circle. He's fine being alone, actually. He can last a day without talking to anyone... but not with her. He kept his feelings longer than he could remember because he knew he's not her type. But can they really ignore the feelings they're both keeping? Can they let this once in a lifetime chance slip because they think they should not be together?

Calvin walked unsteadily towards Emily with a sly grin. A faint smile remained on his lips until Calvin stood right in front of Emily. "Is there something wrong if I change clothes in my own room?" Calvin stopped right in front of Hasna without breaking their eye contact at all. "After all, we are husband and wife, it's fine for me to be naked in front of you, right?" Calvin teased as he pried open Emily's hands which were still covering her face. "I'm not ready yet, Calvin, will you shut up your finches first?" Emily demanded, still keeping both hands covering her eyes. "Hahaha, this is Emily's eagle, not a finch," Calvin corrected because he felt insulted if the heirloom weapon he had carefully guarded for 29 years was called a finch. "Come on, open it! Take a look at my eagle!"