Lyric Bruno Mars

Lyric Chelsy Makinano, an Engineering student who transfered from UST to UP Diliman because of a deal she made with her father. Para sa kanya, naniniwala siya na dapat pinakilinggan ng mga magulang ang mga opinyon ng kanilang anak. Hindi dapat natatakot mag salita ang mga kabataan sa mga nakatatanda, lalo na kung para naman iyon sa ikabubuti. She believe that no matter who you are, or how young or old you are, we should speak for ourselves because it's our right. Meanwhile... Sebastian Anghelo Monteferrante, a Medical student who's studying in UST. His family is leaving in the states, but for some reasons, he chose to go home in the Philippines and continue his studies. He's the type of person na palagig nandyan sa tabi niyo if you need a shoulder. He's willing to do everything, kahit na medyo baduy, para sa mahal niya. Naniniwala siya na, ang mga babae, ay dapat tinuturing ng mga lalaki na parang prinsesa, na magiging reyna din ng kanilang palasyo.

"I reject you," Bruno repeated, his voice carrying across the hushed clearing. "We are no longer mates. We can never be mates." The warmth that had always softened his green eyes whenever he looked at her was gone, replaced by a glacial indifference that chilled her to the bone. "No. No." Lyra shook her head vigorously, her carefully arranged hair coming loose, dark strands falling across her tear-stained face. She reached for him, clutching at the ceremonial jacket he wore. "This can't happen. You promised to protect me, to be by my side, to love me." Her voice rose with each word, desperation clawing at her throat. "Please, don't do this to me. You can't."

Napatawa sina Yanah at Emerald sa akto ni Marian. Lasing na kasi ito. "Ayaw mo pa lang maputulan ng kaligayahan ang gagong Drix na iyon! Sinaktan ka na nga, may awa ka pa din!" Bulyaw ni Yanah. "Ba-liw ka ba! Mag-pa-pa-anak pa ako sa hi-nayu-pak na 'yon! Sa-ka ko iwan!" Napabunghalit si Marian ng tawa sa na isip. "Ay baliw! Lakas ng tupak mo, Mars! Mas malala ka pa pala sa amin ma-inlove!" Napapailing na sambit ni Emerald. "W-Walang ba-sha-gan ng t-trip!" Bulalas ni Marian. "What's happening here, Ladies!" Isang malamig na boses ang nagpalingon sa kanilang tatlo. "Kylle" "Sean" "D-Drix!" Sabay-sabay na bigkas nila ng sumulpot bigla sa harap nila ang tatlong mga greek god na seryoso na nakatingin sa kanila na walang kangiti-ngiti.

His songs were better when he had a broken heart. That sentence would change my life after my dream job was dished to me on a shiny, silver platter. All I had to do? Hurt Nash Pierce enough to get him writing good music again. The pop icon’s songs were no longer the phenomena they used to be. His team needed another breakthrough album—like the first he’d penned, using his heartbreak as fuel. The plan was simple: I’d go on tour with him as a backup dancer…and make him fall in love with me. I was hired to inspire—to become embedded into every lyric he wrote. Then, I was to set fire to it all—to destroy every feeling we hoped he’d develop for me. It seemed simple enough. Easy, even. I didn’t expect to be consumed myself—to see so much in the man displayed in the tabloids. I didn’t foresee falling for him. It didn’t occur to me that, while attempting to break his heart, I might just shatter my own. Most of all, I never thought I’d fight so hard to hold on to a relationship that had always been founded on goodbye.

Lydia didn't turn back; she wanted to get away from him, but Jayden must have covered the space between them in seconds because he grabbed her by the elbow and spun her trembling body around to face him. "Let me go! Let me go!" She struggled, trying to pull her arm away, but he didn't let go; instead, he tightened his grip around her arm, making her wince out in pain. "You think it'll be that easy to get away from me?" He growled at her his amber eyes vindictive as they stared into her soul, "I am the personification of all your nightmares, my dear wife, and this is just the beginning." xoxoxoxo Lydia Mars' testimony had put Jayden White in prison two years ago even though he was innocent and now he is out, seeking revenge and blood for the wrong done to him. His revenge starts with her.

Lydia McKenzie used to be just like any other normal, seventeen year high school girl, fretting over what to wear for school, struggling to get good grades and dealing with boy trouble, until one day, a dangerous incident at school and a severe brain injury, made her turn off her emotions completely. Three years later, she’s a complete robot who works with utmost efficiency without showing any emotions. But things start to change when she arrives at Rosewater University for higher studies. David Lyric Donovan is the quintessential bad boy of Rosewater. Be it getting into useless fights, getting arrested for beating someone to an inch of their life or any other crimes around campus, and not to mention going through girls like a person goes through their clothes, he’s done it all. He’s also a professional street fighter. Girls want to ‘fix’ him and guys want to be him. But nothing bothers him as much as the presence of the new girl, Lydia. She’s upfront and outspoken and she does not have the patience to deal with his , and moreover, she gets under his skin without even a slight change in her expression. Who is she and what’s in her past? He’s just as fascinated with her as he is annoyed. Can romance bloom between such a mismatched pair? And will Lydia ever let herself feel again, after what she’d endured?

“Aunt Ashie says you need to pay child support!” The five-year-old Mars said to the crown prince. — While on a break from his duties to Las Vegas, six years ago, the crown prince made a mistake and married a young woman by accident. After getting the marriage annulled, the prince had returned to his duties while the woman who was unaware of his identity returned to hers. Weeks later, a surprise awaited her—a positive pregnancy test. Six years have passed, but somehow fate brings the two back together. Roman Maximus is a 27-year old heartthrob and the crown prince of Penevia. He is bold, confident, arrogant—and is used to getting what he wants. Audrey Sinclair is a 26-year old single mother to a cheerful five-year old. She’s stubborn, hot-headed and does not bow down to anyone—not even the crown prince. A contract marriage binds these two together for 365 days, but with the king suddenly falling ill, forcing Roman to take over the throne, and a neighboring kingdom threatening to overthrow Penevia, not everything is as easy as it seems. Things get more complicated when the two develop feelings for one another.

“I want a divorce!” Angela said, staring at her young and handsome husband with her head high. “You had the nerve to tell me that? Fine! Who wants to stay married to an ugly and stupid woman?” Sky Mars scoffed, looking at her from head to toe. “How much do you want from me?” He asked, thinking she only married him for his money. “I don’t need your money, Sky. Only that,” Angela pointed at the beautiful handmade quilt on the bed. “Not only you’re ugly and stupid, but you’re also crazy. Take this, sign the divorce papers, and don’t ever come back,” He took the blue peacock design comforter on the bed, throwing it at her. She picked up the quilt that landed on the floor and turned her back on him, hugging the soft fabric as she walked toward the door. She did not bother correcting him that she is not ugly and stupid, but crazy? Maybe. She was probably insane falling in love with Sky, that not only the name and status is beyond her reach but also his heart.

My back hit the cold wall of the Alpha’s packhouse, my breath hitched in my throat as the triplets closed in—Asher, Alaric, and Argent. Asher leaned in first, his mouth brushing against my ear. “Sign the contract, Alisha,” he growled. “You’re ours. Your body, soul, and every filthy little sound you make.” I swallowed hard as Alaric’s fingers traced a circle around my swollen areola in an infuriating slow-mo. “See, your body is already responding, stop pretending you don’t want to be ruined by us.” Argent stepped in last, his hand skimming under the hem of my dress. “You’re trembling, sweetheart. Not from fear… but from need. Say the word, and we’ll own every inch of you.” “And if I say no?” my voice was shaky as I bit down the moan crawling up my throat. The three of them exchanged glances and then turned to me. And like a rehearsed lyric, they all unisoned. “Then we make you beg on your knees. And we won’t stop until you forget your own name… just ours.” Asher grabbed my chin, tilting it up. “Last chance, sweetheart. Safe word or surrender.” My lips parted. “I surrender.” That was all they needed. Alaric was behind me instantly, lips on my neck, one hand wrapping around my waist, the other dragging the strap of my dress down torturously slow. “Good girl,” he murmured, his teeth grazing my skin. “You’re ours now.” •••••••• This is not just a love story. It’s survival. And it starts with rejection…

Nicole Williams is a good girl, an 18-year-old college student. She is deceived by her sister during a party to enter the room of a mysterious man. Her sister didn't expect that she would end up in the wrong room. After being exposed in her passionate night in national newspapers, she is forced to marry that man, who will make her suffer unimaginably. Bruno Leone is a multimillionaire CEO, an attractive man in his early 30s. After being betrayed by a woman with his own brother, he became bitter. Unintentionally, he spends a night with Nicole while in a drunken state from a drink he was given. His father forces him to marry the girl, and he thinks she planned it all. Therefore, he decides to make her regret what she did, enjoying making her suffer. He never thought he would end up loving her. Will Nicole be able to forgive him after all the harm he caused?