Live Again

After the college entrance exams, my parents left me at home and took their adopted daughter on a trip to the beach. A typhoon hit, and the three of them never came back. When the news reached me, I did not cry or throw a tantrum. I had their deaths registered right away and pulled out the life insurance I had bought in advance. I received one hundred million in compensation. My fiance scolded me for caring only about money. What he did not know was that I had been reborn. In my past life, after I learned about their deaths, the huge debts they had left behind fell on me. I gave up the chance to go to college and started working to pay everything back. I fought to protect our ancestral home from debt collectors. My fiance stayed with me and cheered me on when I came home late at night from delivery runs. But he never gave me a single cent to help. At thirty-five, I finally cleared every debt. On my birthday, I bought myself a ten-dollar cake to celebrate. Just as I was about to blow out the candle, the door opened. My parents and their adopted daughter, who should have died in the typhoon, walked in dressed in designer clothes. They smiled at me smugly. “Well done! We can finally believe that you aren’t greedy for money. You’ve passed the test. From today, you are qualified to be the daughter of the Jameson family.” “Jane, this brilliant idea was all thanks to you.” My adopted sister smiled. She leaned close and blew out my candle. The only light left in my twenty years of lifetime went out with it. My body gave in to exhaustion. My heart failed. I collapsed and died on the spot. When I opened my eyes again, they were about to head to the beach in the middle of the typhoon. I bought a massive accident insurance policy for them on the spot. This time, all I wanted was for them to disappear from this world forever.

Pagkatapos makasaksi ni Andres Cavellana, isang bilyonaryong lalaki, ng isang krimen. Sumailalim siya sa witness protection upang hindi malagay sa panganib ang kaniyang buhay ngunit ayaw niyang magkaroon ng security guards, kaya naman nagsinungaling siya sa kaniyang lolo at sinabing may girlfriend siyang former secret service agent. Pumayag ang lolo niya, ngunit may isang kondisyon, kailangan niyang pakasalan ito at tumira sa private villa nila sa Batangas. Samantala, nalagay sa panganib ang trabaho ni Andy De Guzman na isang delivery girl rider ng maling package ang maipadala niya kay Andres. At upang hindi siya isumbong ng lalaki sa manager niya, para hindi mawala ang kaniyang trabaho, pumayag siya sa alok nitong kasal. Ngunit handa nga ba si Andy sa mga kakaharapin niya pagkatapos niyang pumayag sa alok nito? Kaya niya bang pigilan ang kaniyang pusong umibig kay Andres?

Follow me on IG: abigail_kusuma95 *** “Loving you, just leaving the scars.” Berjuang membuang bayang-bayang gelap di masa lalu, tidak mudah bagi Nicole Tristan. Gadis cantik itu telah jatuh cinta sedalam-dalamnya, pada pria yang telah mempermainkannya. Pria yang menjadi cinta pertamanya, hanya menjadikannya sebuah permainan. Layaknya boneka yang sudah tak layak lagi digunakan. Rasa putus asa menyerang. Nicole berjuang berdiri dengan kedua kakinya, melupakan bayang-bayang gelap yang menghancurkannya. Namun, siapa sangka takdir mengajaknya bercanda. Beberapa tahun kemudian, Nicole harus bertemu dengan Oliver Maxton—cinta pertamanya yang menorehkan luka padanya. Semua belum berakhir, Nicole harus mendapatkan fakta di mana Oliver akan menikah dengan adik tirinya. Semesta seakan ingin kembali menyiksa hidupnya. Rasa benci dan cinta melebur menjadi satu. Pemisah benci dan cinta seperti dinding kokoh, tapi kenyataannya itu adalah dinding tipis. Lantas bagaimana kelanjutan kisah Oliver dan Nicole? Permainan ini harusnya telah berakhir, tapi semesta seolah ingin permainan tetap berlanjut. Cinta dan benci yang telah menyatu bertahun-tahun kembali harus menghadapi badai.

I was the exclusive seller of a special type of medicine. It had saved many cancer patients’ lives. After working hard for a year, I thought that I would have earned the patients’ gratitude. To my surprise, Peter Lorden, a doctor who also happened to be my rival, slandered me online and said that I was a pharmacist with no principles and scammed cancer patients. The patients who had once expressed their gratitude to me came forward as his witnesses and demanded compensation from me. My reputation was ruined overnight, and I was canceled by everyone online. So, I calmly terminated the distributorship for the special medicine and shut down my pharmacy to open a mini market instead. When their supply ran out, the lung cancer patients, who needed the medicine to stay alive, and Peter both called me while in tears. “Mr. Zimmerman, please continue selling the special medicine!”

Erlangga Setiawan, seorang mahasiswa kedokteran yang menghadapi kemiskinan, menerima anugerah sistem medis dari dimensi yang berbeda. Dalam perjalanan odiseinya, ia berdiri di atas meja operasi, memimpin pertarungan melawan kematian, mewujudkan impian menjadi malaikat berjubah putih yang melawan Hades. Namun, di dunia kedokteran yang keras ini, dirinya harus menghadapi korupsi, persaingan tanpa ampun, dan pertikaian ganas dengan rekan dokter. Ia juga menemukan celah untuk cinta dalam perjuangannya menuju puncak dunia kedokteran. Dengan berkat sistem yang dimilikinya, ia menjadi sorotan jutaan mata dan dikenal sebagai dokter ajaib. Dalam platform impian yang terang benderang dengan meja operasi sepanjang dua meter dan lancet tiga inci, Angga mengukir takdirnya, bertaruh nyawa dalam perang tanpa hasil imbang antara hidup dan mati.

Trisha Redfern is a Vampire Lawyer who works in the court of King Damien Vandolff in a post apocalyptic New York. One of Damien's most trusted inner circle members and most talented lawyers, Trisha suddenly becomes the target for all Aristocratic Vampires when she chooses to fight against one Noble Vampire, Vandal Rudolf, when he tortures a human child. Several obstacles are led in her way as Damien himself comes after her to teach her a lesson. But Trisha is determined to stand by her decision even if it costs her, her life, for she cannot abandon a heart that was once human. When all hope seems lost, unexpected help comes in the form of Lucas Donovan, the Supreme Werewolf Alpha. But everything isn't always what it seems. Why does Lucas suddenly want to help his arch enemy? Why is Vandal so determined to get the child back at all costs? And most importantly, what's so special about that child that Trisha is willing to face the wrath of her entire race in order to protect him?

My nanny, Lucci Eyre, liked to call herself an independent, modern woman. She used to tell me every day to be self-reliant, do my own laundry and cooking, take care of the kids by myself, and even suggested that I divorce my husband. Later on, I found out that she was actually a social media influencer. Without asking for my permission, she made a series of videos trying to make me look pathetic as a Stepford wife. She also stole my jewelry and clothes. After I fired her, she accused me in the live stream of being a rival female competitor and pandering to men. Then one of her crazy fans tricked her way into my home and poisoned me. When I woke up again, I was reborn to the day I discovered that her social media account had millions of followers. ‘Since you're so into live streaming and making short videos, why not show everyone who you really are and let them see the independent woman that you are?’

Once again, my wife, Claire Winters, stabbed me with a silver needle. A reporter tracked me down and asked, "Louis Sterling, wasn't your wife, Claire, one of the winners of the National Inspiration Awards from ten years ago? She won the reward for saving you during the earthquake and ending up paralyzed from the waist down, right?" I stayed quiet for a moment, then nodded. "Louis, we're from a TV station, and we're producing a tenth anniversary special about the earthquake." I rubbed my arm, which was covered in tiny needle marks, and looked her straight in the eye. I replied, "That's fine, but can you keep the cameras discreet? Claire isn't used to being in front of so many lenses." However, I never expected that on the very first day of the live broadcast, I would be dragged onto the trending charts and torn apart online.

“Don't come closer. There is no way I will let you have me again” he pulls him even closer, ignoring every word Reece just spilled. As always his signature grin on his face. He was so close in a way Reece could feel his warm breath and the strong smell of alcohol on his breath. His grip tightened around his ass giving it a little squeeze. “Hmm,” a little moan escapes Reece’s throat. He quickly held his hands over his mouth preventing further provocation. He was hard again, the man before him realized a trump smile. Reece may fight and talk trash, but for some reason, he obeys the man's every touch and provocation. He was like a lap rat in the hands of his abuser. The hands around his waist gently loosened up, letting him free, but before he could register what was happening, his hands slid down into his jeans ``no.. not again!!!

To pay off my student loans, I started doing spicy streams online. I never thought I'd actually blow up. Every night, my audience floods the chat, fawning over my face and my body. I love the attention, and I work hard to give them what they want. Until I was dropped into a horror game. The first thing I saw when I opened my eyes was a rotting corpse. And for some reason, my livestream was still running. When the game’s Boss told us all to pick a weapon to die by. The other players all chose to die of old age, or peacefully in their sleep like a baby. I turned my phone to face the boss. "My fans think you're hot," I stammered. "They want me to be killed by... well, by the weapon between your legs. They said 'deeply.' Is that... an option?" The other players whispered among themselves. “This woman must have a death wish.” “Just watch. The Boss is about to tear her to shreds.” But no one expected the Boss to blush.