Mahal Kita In Bisaya

When her identical twin sister and her mum pass away in a road accident, Araya and her dad move from London to Texas for a fresh start. In an effort to deal with the pain, Araya creates an online account in her late sister's name. In an unexpected twist of events, Pierce, the guy she has a crush on becomes friends with Sky, her online utraego. As senior here begins, the pressure on Araya mounts as she deals with high school, coaching a famous footballer, and running her own players' agency. As she falls more in love with Pierce and it looks like he might return her feelings, she has to decide whether to tell him her secret or not. Things become even more middled when Gunther, Sky's boyfriend whom she also likes gets back into the picture, and Pierce starts falling for both Sky and Araya, without knowing that they are one and the same. Will Araya finally choose herself? Or will she forever live in Sky's shadow?

It was New Year's Eve. We were streaming live when my brother called. I spoke first, "I wish you peace and a happy, long life." He gave a cold laugh. "Yeah, well, I don't want you to have any of that. I hope you spend the rest of your life in misery." I'd cut him off the year he was flat broke. Now that he was successful, this was the first thing he did—get back at me. I kept my tone calm. "I wish you peace and a happy, long life." He sounded annoyed. "Cut it out. There's no way I'm wishing you well. If I have to say something, then I hope you stay miserable forever." The host hesitated, then chimed in, "Ben, that was just a recording of Hailey's message. And yes, when she left… she was in a lot of pain and quite miserable, just like you hoped for."

There is an abandoned cottage in the hills. Neel and Ishita go on a trip to the hills in the hope to fix their broken marriage. They decide to stay in that cottage. But when they reach there, strange things start to happen. Ishita's behavior start to change as if she knows something more than she is saying. what is she hiding? what is the story behind the cottage in the hills?

In a world consumed by war and revenge, he was the only one she could see. But with a sword that thirsted for blood, and a mask that hid her true identity, could they ever be together? As every enemy fell to her feet, and he fought to keep her safe, their fate became more entwined than ever. But when the truth is revealed, will their love survive the danger that follows? Don't miss this thrilling tale of Mask Princess in Revenge.

I, Caspian Montgomery, have returned from the hellhole prison. I’ll use this Nine-Foot Titan Sword to move mountains, part the seas, cultivate myself to ascension, and rule the world.

I live alone. At eleven o'clock on a rainy night, an unexpected call came through. The voice on the other end said my car window was left open and urged me to go downstairs. Cautious as a woman should be, I didn't act rashly. Instead, I called the property security office, only to discover that even the security was fake. It hit me suddenly—I was ensnared in a vast conspiracy. Someone was orchestrating all of this. But for what purpose?

Tristan is an alpha, strong and silent, with control over everything around him, he only screws omegas, everyone knows that, he is a perfectionist, everyone knows that, Dylan Harper is the only assistant he tolerates, everyone knows that, but what everyone doesn’t know is Tristan is the Alpha under Dylan’s sheets. Dylan is just a beta, kind and invisible. When they’re forced together by work, tension builds between them, but Dylan knows his place. Alphas don’t look at betas like him. There’s no room for dreams or hope. But after waking up one day with an Alpha under his sheets, Dylan starts to wonder if he’s been wrong about everything. Will he remain just a shadow to Tristian, or is there more to his story? ••• Tristan’s breath was steady, but I could feel the tension in the air between us. I stood too close. My fingers brushed against his arm, just enough to make the heat between us undeniable. “Don’t…” he murmured, his voice a low growl that sent a shiver down my spine. But I didn’t move away. I couldn’t. His presence was too much, too magnetic. My body hummed with a hunger I didn’t know how to quiet. His eyes locked with mine, intense, searching, like he knew what I was feeling before I did. “You’re too close,” he whispered. I stayed silent, caught between the urge to pull away and the need to be closer. His breath, warm on my skin, made it harder to think. “Do you intend to trigger your heat again, my pretty little thing?” He breathed out and I could have climaxed right there and then.

🔞 WARNING: STRICTLY RATED 18!!!🔞 Lorenzo pulled my hair back as I moaned aloud, the harmonic sound of my moan and the sound of our skin slapping reverberating through the room. He pounded into me roughly, his cock thrusting in and out, sending waves of pleasurable pain across my arched back. I quivered under his electrifying touch, my heart racing in my ribcage. Skin on skin, flash against flesh, I felt an uncontrollable desire as my soul stirred. I bit down a moan, a curse escaping my throat as he spanked my ass. My eyes rolled to the back of my head, stars spinning around me. "Fuck, Lavender!" He whispered in satisfaction as he pumped his load into me, pulling his inches out. ~ An Angel and The Devil. Beauty and The Beast. A Damsel In Distress With No Prince Charming. That was where it began, a passionate one night stand that tangled their destinies. She is ready to serve him and be his ride or die, for no reason but to carry out the assignment entrusted to her to destroy him. But what happens when the lines between lust and duty starts to fade?

Some people appear in life as blessings in disguise. Not knowing where my life was heading after facing betrayal after betrayal, Someone appeared in my life as my stepdad. What is it? A love? In love with my ex-stepdad whose appearance seems to be a shield for me. Who kept protecting me even after all the lies I had told him. After Mom lied about her identity. I fell in love with him, my mother's contracted husband who divorced her right after he got to learn about her true identity. But he kept me protected as my legal guardian, who makes me his family. And, I fell in love with his sincerity and his warmth.

When I defeated Natalie for the tenth time and claimed the Supermodel Champion title, her childhood sweetheart, Jared Johnson, proposed to me. With his devastatingly handsome face, he walked on stage and kneeled on one knee with a ring in hand. “Will you marry me?” I smiled and said yes. That very night, he became mine. Throughout seven years of marriage, I stepped away from the runway. Instead, I gained three beautiful children. They inherited my supermodel figure and their father’s stunning looks. Together, the four of us turned heads wherever we went. On my birthday, Jared handed me the registration form for the “Supermodel Showdown”. I knew he wanted me to live in Natalie’s shadow and be nothing more than her backdrop. However, I signed my name without hesitation. I already had the best of his genes, after all. Now, it was time to take back the crown that belonged to me.