Lately I've Been Dressing For Revenge Mga Nobela at Kwento

Synopsis: Driven by her desire for revenge, Lillian devises a plan to confront those who wronged her. However, she realizes that she can't go it alone and needs a partner in her quest for justice. Adrian's jaw clenched as he struggled to contain his emotions. "Why did you leave without a word? Without any explanation?" he demanded, his voice laced with pain and frustration. Lillian's cunning smile widened, revealing a touch of mischief. "Ah, Adrian, always dwelling on the past," she taunted. "But why should we talk about what happened three years ago? It's irrelevant now. I moved on, and so should you." Adrian's expression hardened, his voice turning colder. "I won't let you dismiss it so easily, Lillian," he said firmly. "There are things that need to be addressed, and I won't rest until I have answers." Lillian's smirk grew even more pronounced. "Oh, how noble of you, Adrian," she replied, her tone dripping with sarcasm. "But remember, we both have our secrets, don't we? Perhaps it's best if they remain buried, but I do have a proposal for you Mr Adrian." Lillian said all smiles “What makes you think I’d be interested in whatever you have to offer” Adrian said in a cold voice. Lillian seductively walked to the Adrian standing opposite her. She went close enough that all Adrian smelt was her body scent,Lillian leaned in and held his collar. Adrian's eyes widened in surprise as Lillian's lips brushed against his neck. His heart raced, caught off guard by her sudden boldness. "What the hell are you doing?" he managed to gasp, his voice laced with both confusion and desire. Lillian leaned back slightly, her eyes locked onto Adrian's, a mischievous smile playing on her lips. "Marry me " she purred, her voice dripping with seduction.

Vinca's life had turned into a nightmare. She was in utter pain, not remembering where she was or what had happened to her as her mind was blank and shrouded in darkness. Instincts told her that she needed to fight for her life. To survive and remember was her immediate goal. With time, she came to the realization that somebody wanted her dead and forgotten. Frost, also known as the Ice King, is as cold and aloof as his name suggests. An unrelenting man in his 30s, his life changes completely when he rescues a damsel in distress who slowly thaws his heart, turning him into a possessive lover on the road to seek revenge for his Sweet Pink. Love, mistrust and bittersweet revenge are intertwined in this romantic story of two broken hearts that are destined to stand the test of time as they wrap themselves in a healing process, but will they have their happily ever after?

“Please, don't kill me…. Please.." she pleaded, trying to grasp fragments of her breath as she stared at the lifeless body and pool of blood before her in fright. "Jason, she might be a good toy for the night, what do you think?" One of the men asked his colleague, stretching strands of his beards. "You must be insane. Have you forgotten the mission statement?" Jason asked and he scratched his head. "Pretty girl, I'm sorry" he said, squatting to the level of the girl who trembled on the floor. "Anyone who sees the hit, goes down with the target" one of them said coldly from behind and the next moment, a bullet hole was formed between her brows as her body convulsed.

I saved his life… but he loved my sister for it. Charlie Kingsley was my first love… and my greatest mistake. As children, I pulled him back from the edge of death, yet he chose to believe it was my younger sister who saved him. From that moment on, his heart belonged to her… and I became invisible. Then everything shattered. An accident left my sister paralyzed, and somehow, I became the villain in everyone’s story. Even Charlie looked at me with hatred, convinced I had destroyed the woman he loved. When she disappeared without a trace, I thought the nightmare would end. I was wrong. He dragged me into a marriage built on revenge, swearing to make me pay for a crime I didn’t commit. For years, I endured his cruelty in silence… until the day my sister returned… perfectly healed, determined to reclaim him. So I signed the divorce papers and walked away. What he didn’t know? I was carrying his child. Years later, I’m no longer the broken girl he once despised. I’ve built an empire from nothing, and now, I stand as his equal… his rival. But when the truth finally comes out… when he realizes I was the one who saved him all along… will his regret be enough? Or is it already too late to win back the woman he destroyed?

BLURB: The sins of the father are about to be visited on the child... Wren Blackthorn watched her parents get killed by a man she thought was an ally. 13 years later, she's out for blood and revenge and who better to take it on than the son of her parents' killer. What will she do when she finds out that he is her mate? Will she continue with her thirst for revenge and deny herself a chance at love? Mates, murder and revenge. Dive into this whirlpool of mysteries and follow Wren's journey in Mate's Revenge.

....................... Skyler was always abused in school called names and looked down at. It was until her two best friends turned there backs on her and started bullying her. She finally had enough of it all. She moved away only to return for her senior year. She was the same nice kind and sweet Skylar only this time she refuses to take shit from anyone and will talk back and fight back if provoked. With her new fiery attitude and sarcastic replays, she would attract the attention of the biggest gang leader ever..... . .

My sister-in-law sent me a photo of her kissing my husband on the beach. Just a few minutes later, she deleted the photo and sent me a text saying, “Oops, sent to the wrong person. Lol.” I knew it was deliberate. It was never a mistake. She wanted me to see how happy my husband was with her. Clara was never my sister-in-law. Three years ago, my husband had lied about her, claiming she was his younger sister, and I believed him. But after five years of marriage, I discovered—far too late—that Clara was never his sister. She was his mistress, his childhood lover, the woman he had been sleeping with under the same roof as me while making me serve her as if she were truly my sister-in-law. And now what? He had lied again… said he was going on a business trip. Yet Clara had just sent me a picture—a cute, sickening picture—of my husband happily kissing the very woman he had once claimed was his younger sister. The photo carried a timestamp showing the exact time and location. It was real. There was no denying it. They were in Hawaii, on a beach, laughing, kissing, and having the time of their lives… while he had made me believe he was away on business. Without saying a word, I saved the picture and posted it straight to Instagram, captioning it: "Congratulations to my sister-in-law… on finally becoming the official wife.” Then I turned off my phone and went to bed. The next morning, after having breakfast with my cat, Lulu, and taking the warmest bath ever, I turned my phone back on—and froze. Over 200 missed calls were waiting for me. Notifications exploded across my phone. And it didn’t stop there—the number of unattended messages kept climbing past 250.

Rebecca Dale, a simple woman with a dark past. For her, love is a nightmare that she never want to experience again. What if this feeling haunt her for the second time around? Is she willing to gamble for the sake of putting those broken pieces together? Or another kind of trap that's inescapable...

Romeo's Revenge Deandre Romeo Every Romeo has their own Juliet right? Well, not for Deandre Romeo. He's cold inside and out. He's only nice to his family and his bestfriend and it makes girls afraid to get close to him. For him, love does exist but he doesn't want it. Tatiana Kamerie She's deeply in love with her highschool sweet heart and will get married in 2 months. She always thinks that he's the one for her and she can't wait to change her last name. On her wedding day, instead of marrying her one and only love.. he's married to a jerk slash asshole slash cold hearted bastard.

Everyone in our circle knew I had always been obsessed with Daniel Rothman. I followed whatever he did—went to school, learnt eight different languages, studied finance. After all, the Rothmans and Fosters were destined to merge through marriage—our intertwined business empires depended on it. However, on our wedding day, Daniel flew overseas to rescue his crush in distress. Our childhood bond, once the envy of everyone, became the biggest joke of all. There I was, wearing a wedding dress worth millions, standing alone as I completed the grand ceremony by myself. The headlines were everywhere. For the first time, my name came before his in the news. How foolish. Men were a dime a dozen. But there was only one well-established business empire. I did not just want his body. I wanted his money, too.