John Laurens Died

A love life so bland she compared it to cream of wheat. When she thought it couldn't get worse, she died? She woke up in what she thought was heaven, but Saint Peter was nowhere to be found. Can this new world turn her bowl of cream of wheat into an Ice Cream Sundae? Or she was destined to become a lonely old cat lady.

In this season of Seductive Vibrations, we go back to the beginning, looking into Marcus' secrets and finding out just how his marriage ended and the truth behind Maria's evil intent. If you thought Marcus' story stopped when he died, you're in for a shock, as there is far more to come after he passed away in Alena's arms. Are you ready?

Five years after I died, Delia—my wife, a doctor—tried to dump her first love's new mess on me again. She stormed into my old place, waving some fake agreement with my name on it, but all she found was dust. Panicking, she ran downstairs and cornered the shop owner. "William?" he said. "He's been dead five years. Heard the family of that malpractice case found him. Stabbed him up bad." Delia laughed it off, like the guy was making it up. "So what if he got suspended? He's still sulking over that?" She rolled her eyes. "Tell him this—he's got three days. If he doesn't show, I'm cutting off his sister's cancer treatment." She muttered something ugly, slammed the door, and left. The shop owner just watched her go, shaking his head. "There's no sister left," he said quietly. "She died years ago... couldn't pay for treatment."

Senior Police Officer II Timotheus Alfarez died in an accident after he lost his beloved daughter due to pandemic crisis scattered throughout the world. He reincarnated two years back where he has a chance to change the future by investigating the deadly disease and preventing it to happen in the future. "The dying world needs hope and the hope starts with you."

Want to play a game with the gods? They are playing with us…. Iris thought her life was perfect. Until she died the first time and found out she was nothing more than a pawn between Selene and Poseidon. Now she has three chances to end this and save herself, her father, and her pack. It’s a game of life and death. Surivial of the fittest at it’s finest.

She's a Mafia, She's a Luna, She's a Queen. . . Kara Rogers thought she had died after being betrayed by her loyal guard and killed by her rival in the Mafia world, only to wake up in the Victorian era where she was supposed to marry the infamous, most-feared and supposedly cold-hearted king of Vermont, Alpha Arthur Vermont.

Zaine Sy has no idea of what her parents were. And after her parents died, mysteries from them started to be told. Her boring life gets thrilling, painful, and bloody. Tons of mysteries started revealing. She changed almost everything about her. Not knowing what she truly is, Zaine continues to believe what she's seeing.

Mary Madison Evans was raised by her Grandparents parents. Her parents left her when she was just 3 year old. When her Grandparents died she moved to St. Thomas City where thrill is waiting for her. She'll met new faces, friends and Family. And she'll discover a secret that will made her life changed.

After three years of pretending to be dead on livestreams, I finally earned enough money to treat my daughter. I was about to go home and tell my wife and daughter when I overheard a call between the platform administrator and my wife. The administrator said humbly, “Chairman Morgan, Mr. Wells’s livestreams have generated tens of millions in revenue over these years. “The company withheld ninety-five percent of it. Should we keep withholding more?” Stacy fell silent for a moment before answering, “No need. Three years of testing him is enough. He barely moves year-round. He even developed muscle atrophy and didn’t tell me.” John’s voice came through the phone next. He said, “Stacy, Sam can even pretend to be dead, so what if this is an act too? “Besides, Emma’s already used to Sam being gone, so she probably won’t accept having a dad again anytime soon.” After some hesitation, my wife said indifferently, “If that’s the case, then withhold it for another six months.” I smiled and tossed the diagnosis report confirming amyotrophic lateral sclerosis into the trash. There was no need for them to test me anymore. I no longer needed to pretend.

On Father's Day, I received a heartwarming gift. My one-year-old son called me Dad for the first time. But moments later, he convulsed, foamed at the mouth, and died before we could reach the hospital. My wife was shattered, and I was devastated. The doctors couldn't identify the cause of his death. Three years later, my wife emerged from her grief, and we welcomed our second child. But the moment this child called me Dad, they, too, died instantly. To spare her further pain, I suggested adoption. Yet, even our adopted children met the same fate. Unable to bear the losses, my wife divorced me. Everyone said I was cursed, never meant to be a father. Defiant, I remarried and had another child, vowing never to let them call me Dad. For years, we adhered to this rule. But when our daughter turned four, she came home from preschool, eager to celebrate Father's Day. Holding a card, she read aloud, "Dad."