Like Last Day On Earth

My dad collapsed from a sudden heart attack and died. The shock hit my mom like a freight train, and she blacked out cold. By the time I raced home from college, his body had already been reduced to ashes in the crematorium. Grief barely had a chance to sink in before the debt collectors pounded on our door. That was when the ugly truth emerged. My dad had secretly racked up billions in loans, saddling my mom and me. A year later, the relentless harassment from those goons drove my mom to despair. She ended her life, and I was forced to drop out of school, scavenging dumpsters just to scrape by. But fate had a cruel twist in store. I spotted my "dead" dad, alive and thriving, hosting an extravagant birthday bash for his secret son. I stormed in, desperate for answers, only to be hurled out by security. My head cracked against the pavement, and everything went black. When my eyes fluttered open again, I was inexplicably back on that fateful day of my dad's heart attack.

KAAWAY. Isang salita na sa bokabularyo ni Rajinah ay siyang naglalarawan sa isang taong wala nang ginawa kung hindi ang painitin ang ulo niya—si Kenzo Martinez. Para bang hindi magiging buo ang araw kapag hindi siya nito naasar. Isang araw, nagulat na lang ang dalaga sa kakaibang damdamin na sumibol sa kanyang dibdib para sa binata na ni sa panaginip ay hindi niya naisip na magiging espesyal para sa kanya. That drastic changed happened when Kenzo suddenly showed the other side of him which was sweet, caring and genuinely tender. But she should not be confused, right? Her heart already belonged to another man. A man that she cherished in her heart for years now. A man who she thought was the total opposite of Kenzo. Pero bakit isang halik lang ni Kenzo ay nanlambot na kaagad ang tuhod niya at natunaw kaagad ang resolba niya na panghabang-buhay itong ituturing na kaaway?

Mavis Charter-Briar had always been the obedient and martyr wife of Grayson Briar, the CEO of a top-performing company and the supposedly husband-to-be of her stepsister five years ago. Not once did she ever complain or thrown tantrums about her loveless marriage just to make sure that Grayson wouldn’t leave her. However, all of that came to waste when her stepsister came to claim what should be hers. It was easy to throw her out of the marriage and even with Mavis’s sudden disappearance, no one seemed to have cared about it. However, after almost two years, Mavis suddenly returned without any recollection of her past. She emerged as a seemingly different person—bolder, rebellious, and cunning. Will the new her take the path of vengeance? Or will the real Mavis stop her from ruining the lives of those who raised her?

The day I found out I was pregnant with twins, Vincent Castellano celebrated like a man who had been handed heaven. Fireworks over Brooklyn. Vows whispered against my stomach. Promises that his empire, his loyalty, and his life were mine. That same day, I found out the hospital built in my name had been sheltering his affair. While I was throwing up and fighting to keep our babies safe, he was holding another woman in the next room. So I made my choice. I would keep the twins. But Vincent Castellano would lose all three of us.

Princess Henrietta discovers that she has a mate despite being the only royalty in the realm without a special gift. Despite not having powers, fate brings her path with Prince Richard, an Alpha, her mate as he tells her but her father King Kenneth after being persuaded by Henriettas' twin, Princess Gwendolyn, plans a union between Prince Richard and Princess Gwendolyn without Richards' consent. Her father being scared by a prophecy which tells that his kingdom, Odyssey, would be destroyed by his own child, is eager to see that he hands it over to best. Gwendolyn being a born vampire is eager and uses her powers as an advantage over Henrietta, as she does her best to threaten Henrietta away from it. The throne is Henriettas' birthright but might be taken away by Gwendolyn who has her eyes on the throne. Richard manages to use a crime committed by Gwendolyn to blackmail her into calling off the wedding which takes the throne miles away from her. Henrietta knows she'd be in trouble if Gwendolyn ascends the throne and plans ahead. Would she be able to get it? How long would it take? What if Gwendolyn gets married to Richard? Would Henrietta ever get a gift? What would be the fate of Odyssey if Gwendolyn becomes Queen? Who between Henrietta and Gwendolyn would destroy the kingdom? The powerful vampire princess or the Human princess.

Kael Vaelor is the sole survivor of the brutal massacre that wiped out the Silverfang wolf-shifter clan. His parents, his kin, his entire bloodline are slaughtered by Vortigern and his feared organization, the Crimson Shadows. From that night onward, Kael grows up with only one purpose burning in his chest: revenge. Years later, just as Kael finally closes in on Vortigern, fate intervenes in the form of Liora—a kind, beautiful waitress whose warmth and compassion cut through his hardened exterior. Their romance is intense and consuming, filled with passion, stolen nights, and whispered dreams of leaving the past behind. Betrayal strikes from the deepest place—Liora is secretly connected to the Crimson Shadows and played a role in the destruction of the Silverfangs. Overpowered and broken, Kael is beaten without mercy and thrown from a deadly cliff, left for dead. Believing Kael gone forever, Liora is consumed by grief and regret. Months pass in mourning until Dax, a loyal member of the gang who has always admired her, steps in to comfort her. Slowly, he earns her trust and heart, and she begins a new life at his side. Years later, Kael returns. Rescued from the brink of death and trained by a mysterious master, he comes back stronger, colder, and more dangerous than ever—an unstoppable force shaped by pain and survival. The city that once buried him now stands in his shadow. As Kael hunts down the Crimson Shadows, he also seeks answers from the woman who once meant everything to him. What remains between them—love or hatred, forgiveness or destruction—will decide the fate of everyone involved. The last Silverfang has come home… and his revenge is far from over.

I've been kidnapped for ten years. When I finally get to go home, I find out that my parents have adopted a new son. In order to prevent me from bullying the adopted heir, Jake Ewing, my parents decide to enroll me in a popular transformation reality show. Every day, I have to compete with the pigs for food and a spot to sleep. Before I go to bed, an instructor will make me recite a hundred times how good my parents and Jake are. If I ever make a mistake, I'll face harsh public punishment in front of the camera. I also have to apologize repeatedly until the director is satisfied with me. Once the reality show is over, I finally transform into the perfect son and brother my family prefers. But on the day the reality show is set to air, I choose to jump off the TV station's rooftop, killing myself once and for all. That's when my parents lose their minds.

After getting laid off, I come across a post when I'm looking for a new job. "What sort of job is the most lucrative these days?" There's a comment with the most likes in the comment section. "Find yourself a sugar daddy, duh! My sugar daddy is already the CEO of a company even though he's only in his 30s! He gives me 100 thousand dollars every month. Not only is he handsome and caring, but he's also amazing in bed! Hoo boy, we can keep going around seven times every night!" Someone asks the commentor, "How did you find such an amazing daddy?" "Last May, he was at a bar drinking his sorrows away after an argument with his girlfriend. I consoled him for a bit. That's how we ended up being together. "He kept complaining that his girlfriend was like dead fish in bed, so he was already sick of her a long time ago. You know what men are like, always going for excitement in life." My fingers curled around my phone slightly. Last May, I did get into a huge argument with my boyfriend, Brian Dicht. He never came home that night. The next morning, he returned while reeking of alcohol. I continue scrolling down the comment section, only to see the commentor posting a photo. "See? I was acting all cute and whiny to him just now by telling him that I cut my finger when I was preparing a meal for myself. He agreed to drop by my place to keep me company tonight." In the photo, there's a diamond ring adorning the ring finger that has a plaster wrapped around it. That ring looks exactly the same as the set of engagement rings Brian and I have. At the same time, my phone starts ringing. Soon, Brian's voice drifts from the other end of the line. "Bella, something came up in the company at the last minute. I'm not coming home tonight."

Right after finishing a meeting, I opened a forum and saw a warning post. The location tag was our company. The title read: “Red flag! What a cheap company. Anyone who joins is a total sucker. They can’t even afford a decent coffee break.” The photo attached showed the expensive coffee and five-star desserts I had just asked my assistant to distribute to everyone. I frowned and tagged the entire group chat, asking if anyone had suggestions about the afternoon tea. A Gen-Z intern who had just joined, Julian Hayes, instantly replied with a voice message: “Boss, no offense, but these assembly-line desserts are full of trans fats. Nobody would eat them.” “A truly humane company hires a Michelin chef to cook and slice everything fresh on site. That’s what real respect for employees looks like.” I laughed in disbelief. Our company’s daily coffee break budget was thirty dollars per person—already considered top-tier in the industry. So I replied, “Since it’s impossible to satisfy everyone’s taste, we’ll cancel afternoon tea from now on and convert the budget into cash for everyone instead.” Less than five minutes later, that post was updated: “Guys, can you believe this? I made a perfectly reasonable suggestion and the lame boss immediately canceled the whole coffee break perk! This is the true face of corporate greed—can’t handle even a little bit of honesty!”

My husband, Julian Sutton, is busy with work on the day of my prenatal checkup. His childhood sweetheart, Vera Levine, with whom he's been amorous for years, offers to drive me. On the way there, she suddenly swerves and rams into the back of a truck. The car is flattened. Julian is a doctor in the emergency room, but I don't call him. Instead, I dial 911 and wait for assistance. Why? I called him in my past life, and he took me to the hospital. Our child was saved, but Vera died due to significant blood loss. Julian claimed not to blame me and even arranged for me to stay in a private hospital ward. But on the day I was discharged, he dragged me to Vera's grave and stabbed me. I lost the child and was on the verge of death as I stared into his bloodshot eyes. They were filled with unbridled hatred as he snarled, "Vera wouldn't have died if you hadn't grabbed the wheel! Don't think I'll believe you just because you're acting innocent! An eye for an eye—I want you to die for her, but only after experiencing the pain she felt in a hundredfold!" He twisted the blade and stabbed me repeatedly. My blood splattered on Vera's gravestone, dying it red. When I open my eyes again, I find that I've been taken back to the scene of the accident.