It Was Only A Kiss Song

"Buntis ako" "Ganyan ka na ba disperada? Hindi kita pwedeng mahalin!" "Nathan" lumuluhang sambit ni Ellie Mula ng matutong umibig ang batang puso ni Ellie tanging si Nathan lang ang kanyang minahal, at sa labis na pagmamahal na yun nakagawa sya ng paraan upang makasal sa lalaki. Ngunit tama nga ang kasabihan "Hindi masarap ang bunga na hinog sa pilit". Nakipaghiwalay sa kanya si Nathan upang pakasalan ang babaeng tunay na nagmamay-ari ng puso nito. Paano kung malaman ni Nathan na totoong nagbunga ang kanilang pagsasama?

กูอยากลองมึงทำให้กูหน่อยดิ! ได้ดิ เพื่อนขอใครจะกล้าขัดละ หึ!!!!

After Karina Hernandez ' four years of marriage ended, she decided to leave her home country and travel to Japan–her mother's home country. Starting a new life in a foreign country was never easy to begin with, yet Karina managed to with the help of her brother's ex-fiance. Karina thought that everything would be perfect and peaceful as it should be. However, it all faded when his path crossed with hers for the second time. Will Karina be able to mend what has been torn in her past or will she again run away and hide from his grasps?

" แต่ฉันเต็มใจ..ที่จะเป็นผู้หญิงของเธอ " เสียงเล็กเอ่ยออกมาจากหัวใจที่แอบชอบเขามานานแสนนาน เธอยินดีที่ผู้ชายคนแรกจะเป็นเขาคนนี้ ...คนที่เป็นจูบแรกของเธอ...

"Excuse me! Do you think you can walk back into my life after you've ruined me?!" I yelled, feeling the tears roll down my cheeks as I stared at him with hate brimming in my eyes. "Dela, it's not what you think. I really..." "Enough!" I swiftly interrupted, wiping tears from my cheeks with my bare hand. I adjusted the purse I was holding in the other hand. "Adele..." He tried to touch me but I stepped back from him immediately. "You broke me into many fragments, Carlo. It took a lot of efforts to fix me again. I won't have you or anyone else ruin my life in that manner, ever again!" I turned away and stepped into the waiting cab, closing the door after me and ignoring his attempt to chase me as the cab began moving. My eyes sting me and the tears continued to flow down my cheeks but I did nothing to hold it back. Who abandons his bride on the day of their wedding without any notice_not a single word and disappears without a trace for a long time, only to show up years later in another country, in another city, pleading to be forgiven, begging to be taken back?? Wouldn't I be the most stupid woman on earth if I'm to fall into his trap again? I'm definitely going to make him pay for ruining my life. I'd make him have a taste of the humiliations I faced. I'll pay him back so much till he'll wish we never met again! ~~~ Well, Adele is soon to discover, just how wrong she was and how she ended up being the reason things happened the way they did.

My Only Sunshine Isa si Gabriella sa mga taong walang hiya hiya at mahilig bumanat sa taong gusto niya—at ang taong iyon ay si Titus, ang kaibigan ng Kuya Gabriel niya. No'ng una, wala lang naman sa kaniya. Parang nagbibiro lang siya. Ngunit sa nagtagal ay bigla na lang siyang nagseryoso at gustong mapasakaniya si Titus. @scriptingyourdestiny Ang story na ito ay purong fictional lamang. Kung mahilig kang magbasa ng plot na may taguan ng anak (ito ang hinahanap mo) CEO at Prosecutor.

Akala ni Elara Cruz, nakatakas na siya sa madilim na nakaraan ng pamilya niya. Tahimik na buhay na lang ang gusto niya—malayo sa gulo, malayo sa sakit. Pero lahat nagbago nang makilala niya si Damian Blackthorn—ang cold, ruthless, at sobrang dangerous na heir ng isang crime empire. He’s everything she should avoid. Pero isang halik lang mula sa kanya, at malinaw na: “Akin ka.” Mahalaga ba ang puso kung kapalit nito ay buhay? Hanggang saan kaya ang kaya niyang isugal para sa isang pag-ibig na bawal, mapanganib, at nakakatukso? Sa mundong ginagalawan ni Damian, ang loyalty sinusukat sa dugo… at ang betrayal binabayaran ng kamatayan. At sa huli, kailangang pumili ni Elara: lalaban ba siya—o magpapalunod sa halik ng sariling pagkawasak?

"Don't you think that skirt is short for you?" She says, changing the subject and taking another long hit from her blunt. Since when does she care about my clothing? Besides it's not like it's affecting anyone, so why does it matter? "Um, no. Why do you care anyways?" I ask suspiciously, while looking down at my skirt. It's not even short. "People are looking at you in there, and maybe it's because of what you're wearing," She throws her blunt on the ashtray that she has, and turns her attention on me staring fiercely into my eyes. "Why does it matter? It's not like it's a bad thing." I say, now worried at this point. I don't know what's going through her mind as she comes closer to me, again my back is against the wall beside the balcony railing. "It is a bad thing because it seems everyone in there wants to fuck you, and for some damn reason it's bothering me." Heaven says lowly, barely audible. ----- Hatred. Despite. Mixed feelings. Read to find out about Valentina and Heavens relationship, which starts off as despiteful, then turns into something pure.

เธอ : คงไม่ผิดมั้ง หากจะเก็บผู้ชายไว้ใกล้ตัวสักคน เขา : อยากเป็นเด็กเลี้ยงของสาวที่อายุมากกว่า ‘ภาสกร’ คิดว่าเจ้านายเก่าของตนเป็นผู้หญิงที่เจ้าระเบียบ เย็นชาเหมือนเจ้าหญิงน้ำแข็ง ทว่าเขาเมื่อได้เห็นความอ่อนแอของเธอแล้วอยากกอดปลอบชะมัด ‘พนิดา’ ต้องการข้อมูลในการเขียนงานของตัวเอง แต่มันเป็นเรื่องเรต ยี่สิบบวก ที่เธอดันไม่ถนัดเอาเสียเลย งานนี้ยังไงก็ต้องมีตัวช่วย

On the fourth day after my son's death, I decided to secretly dissolve my military marriage with my husband. Before that, I had three days to settle everything for my son. On the first day, I tricked my husband into signing the cremation papers. On the second day, I went to the school and collected the textbooks my son would never get to use. On the third day, I cooked a table full of dishes and begged my husband to celebrate our son's last birthday. He agreed, but soon after claimed he had a mission. Instead, he spent the entire night setting off fireworks with his childhood sweetheart. That night, I cooked. Then, I sat alone before my son's photo and ate all my son's favorite foods. The next day, my husband returned, guilt flickering in his eyes as he handed me a brand-new backpack. He said it was a gift for our child's first day of school. But he didn't know—our child would never have a first day of school.