Kitsch #ive

Stephanie is a shy nerd studying in Whitfield high with her only best friend Isabelle Geller. But in 11th grade, a handsome jock Jacob Smith took interest in her and they both started dating. Stephanie and Jacob were poles apart and she tried her best to fit with his set of people but her attempts always go to waste. Jacob’s closeness with his friend Rosemary always disturbed her. In senior year a transfer student Javier Altamira came into her life and they became friends. Though Javier is a close off person for the entire school, his whole demeanor changes in front of Stephanie. Jacob cheats on Stephanie and they break up making way for a new found love story of Javier and Stephanie.

Alexander Montecillo was once a playboy, that was until he finds himself charmed by a certain Martelle Gomez. But what if he symbolizes the pain of Martelle's past? Can she come to accept the blooming romance between them--or will love remain elusive?

I am the woman of a mafia boss, Arthur Borne. Ever since we got married, he doted on me endlessly, professing his love for me publicly. The entire time, I believed he loved me deeply and simply could not help but flaunt his love for me to the world. Until one night, I overheard a conversation he had with his men. "I have dealings in both business and the underworld. Enemies are lurking everywhere. The only way to protect Ely is to make Juniper appear as my weakness so she can be Ely’s shield." This entire time, all the pain I suffered for him was nothing but a sick joke… Fine, two can play at this game!

Celeste is a happy-go-lucky girl. A simple, pretty, and 'boring' girl. She is in her 2nd year of college when her life became disarray. Her almost perfect life, crushed down. It all started when she met this guy who has an algid deep set of eyes, thick eyebrows, and long eyelashes named Karl Galileo. The first time she met him, he pissed her off, and that's the reason why she hated him. But along the way, she did not notice that she's slowly falling, falling in love with this man. Everything was so magical, a butterfly in her tummy, that enchanting music she's hearing every time they are together but destiny plays a nasty trick. After a long run, a long battle, a thousand heartbreaks, she decided to stop their afflictive love story. The story she always believes that will end in happy ever after just ended melancholic. She believes that Karl will be her knight in shining armor but no, Karl became stranger to her. A stranger who has a lot of painful, happy, and unforgettable memories with her. After the chase and run, chase and escape, chase and hide, chase and let go moment, she finally made up her mind, she gave up. This is not your ordinary story because this is the story of betrayal, pain, suffering and yet the character still chooses to stood up and continue living their lives. This story will slapped you the truth that you are the only one who is making your hurt bleed.

Depois de renascer, decidi devolver meu noivo à sua primeira namorada.​​ ​Quando ele organizou uma despedida de solteiro para ela e não queria ser incomodado por mim, eu simplesmente fugi para outro país.​​ ​Ele disse que ficava irritado só de me ver; eu me demiti de forma rápida e limpa.​​ ​Ele sentia-se desconfortável em estar no mesmo país que eu; eu me mudei para o exterior imediatamente.​​ ​Por fim, ele quis dar mais segurança à primeira namorada.​​ ​Eu concordei com a cabeça e aceitei o pedido de casamento de outra pessoa.​​ ​Eu o obedeci uma e outra vez.​​ ​Tudo porque em minha vida passada, depois que me casei com ele, a primeira namorada, em um colapso, cortou os pulsos e cometeu suicídio.​​ ​Ele me culpou por tê-los separado, esfolou-me, arrancou meus tendões e drenou todo o sangue do meu corpo.​​ ​Desta vez, eu só quero viver em paz.​​ ​Mais tarde, enquanto eu, meu novo marido e nosso filho dávamos um passeio,​​ ​ele se ajoelhou diante de mim, chorando com uma dor tão intensa que parecia partir suas entranhas.​​ — Clarice, se você deixá-los, eu ficarei com você e vamos viver bem juntos.

"We are enemies." "That doesn't stop me from possessing you." He breathed and every word he whispered later on sent chills down my spine, "You are mine, Amara. From the pale blonde strands of your hair to your faded nail-polished toes. Every breath you take is mine. Not excluding the freckles dusting your cheeks to the pimples on your face. Your misery is mine, which I shall bring upon you myself. From your giggles to your random nonsensical chatter, I own them! Your darn strawberry moments are mine. Every drop of blood that flows through your veins belongs to me and so does your last breath when I snuff life out of you, watching as your pretty green eyes lose their shine and your heartbeat goes dull beneath my palm." His hand traveled to my neck, fingers lacing around it, and he squeezed a bit, "Who do you belong to?" He asked capturing my ear lobe between his lips and I shivered. "Myself and you can't have me!" I swung my head back and crashed it against his, sending him reeling backward. **************** You have got to let your loved ones know what's happening with you' Amara snow Dardanos learns this the hard way when her perfect world is crushed by a secret she kept away from her family. Orian Wolfe Akanther, one of the leaders of the underworld is given the task of taking the werewolf princess as vengeance for the injustice and treachery done to his kind. The plan was simple, to take her, watch her family and kind crumble beneath his finger tips and then kill her but that plan seems to foil when his nonexistent heart leans towards her and he is at the risk of breaking a blood oath.

I was the last one to find out that Rowan River was going to be a dad. When I arrived at the hospital, I saw him giving orders to his staff. "Don't let the news of the baby leak out. If Angela finds out, she'll definitely come back and cause a scene." I had liked him for ten years, and a year ago, I confessed my feelings to him. At the time, he said, "Wait until you finish school and come back, then we'll be together." I found it laughable. This time, though, I didn't react like before. I didn't yell at him or ask why he had lied to me. Instead, I boarded a plane and left the country, agreeing to marry the guy who had been pursuing me recently. From that moment on, I no longer loved Rowan.

Gadis 19 tahun yang ingin tahu dunia luar didalam lingkaran kecil yang ia tinggali. Berusaha agar tetap menjadi 'gadis baik' untuk semua orang, tetapi dia lupa bagaimana menjadi 'baik' untuk dirinya sendiri.

“What could I possibly use you for?” Don Antonio asked as he walked towards her. He lifted her chin, his gray eyes staring deep staring into hers burning with a mixture of curiosity and desire. He immediately left her chin and snapped his fingers. He had an idea. “If you are willing to be my companion for three years, I'll let your father go.” Her eyes widened at the sound of the word “companion”. The word tasted like hell. “I’m willing.” Giulia knew fully well that she was walking into hell, but did she really have a choice? Her father, Ricardo Moreau, a compulsive gambler, accumulated debt after losing big in one of Antonio's underground casinos and was locked up. She couldn't bear to see her father locked up and offered herself in exchange for him. Antonio made life unbearable for her, and at some point, she felt the urge to run away, but how possible was that? Giulia decided to stay calm and constantly reminded herself that it was only for three years. She was both physically and mentally abused. At some point, Antonio begins to look at Giulia in another way; he begins to see a side of her that he had never seen before, and Giulia, on the other hand, begins to fall for a man whom she had considered her enemy. Things then begin to get complicated when the boss of a rival Mafia family asks for Giulia in exchange for a deal. Will Antonio hand Giulia over to his rival, or will he do everything within his power to keep her safe? Will they put away the hate from the past and let their love blossom? Or will they break up when the contract expires, leaving their passion behind?

“I don't know anything. P-please...let me go.” She pleaded with her eyes half closed as her lips trembled due to his close proximity. She could feel his warm breaths on her face. She whimpered feeling a hand grip on her hair yanking her face up. Her entire body was sore and shaking from all the torture she had endured from this man. “Angel,...” Sylvester whispered in her ear. “Are you telling me the truth?” Lucia could feel the coldness of the mouth of the gun plastered to her temple and she broke into more sobs looking up to meet his dark eyes. “I swear...I-I don't know anything a-about Lily...she...” Her voice ceased when she felt his hand at her chin. “I believe you angel. But it seems that bitch has left us something behind to take with us as compensation.”