Marriage First, Love Second

The last thing Valentina Serra sees before she dies is the crack in the ceiling above her bed. She is 45 years old. She is not unhappy. That, she realizes in the last seconds of her first life, is the most devastating thing she could say about it. She opens her eyes in a university lecture hall in Barcelona. She is 20 years old. Her notebook is open, her pen is in her hand, and she can feel — with the precision of someone who has lived an entire life — exactly how much she is about to waste if she does nothing. She does something. Armed with 25 years of memory, Valentina sets out to close every loop she left open: the military commission she dismissed, the marketing career she let others architect for her, the relationship she stayed in long past its expiry date, and the mother she visited but never truly knew. One by one, she reaches for the life she talked herself out of the first time around. But the two people closest to her — the friends who have always been there, always supportive, always first to suggest the safer, smaller option — are watching. And when Valentina begins exceeding the quiet ceiling that they built for her, Isabel and David begin to coordinate. Then there is Ethan Cole. Washington D.C. Investment sector. Five years younger, which bothered her the first time. He will walk into her life again in Barcelona, and this time Valentina already knows what the long dinner and the careful conversation and the late-night walk along the Passeig de Gràcia will mean — if she doesn't talk herself out of it. She is not going to talk herself out of it.

The day my husband, Eric Johnson, brought his foster sister home from overseas, he gave her our master bedroom. "Yvonne just lost her husband. She's heartbroken, so I want her to feel comfortable," he said. I nodded obediently. "Okay." The next day was my birthday. Yvonne said she was feeling down and wanted her brother, Eric, to go stargazing with her. Eric turned to me and said, "She really needs me right now. I'll celebrate your birthday with you later." Still, I smiled and nodded. "Okay." Ten years of marriage and I was ready to walk away from it all… Because I have lived this life once already. In my previous life, I made the mistake of asking Eric to stay with me on my birthday. I did not let him go stargazing with Yvonne. She ended up falling into the water in her sorrow and was rushed to the hospital. After that, Eric shoved my head into a bathtub and held me there until I drowned. In this second life, when Eric handed me the divorce papers and said, "I’m only marrying Yvonne to help her revoke her foreign citizenship and restore her citizenship here. Once it's done, we'll remarry." I did not hesitate. I signed my name without a second thought. By the time he came looking for me again, I was already sitting on his archenemy's lap, smiling like a flower in full bloom.

Ciara Gale Zhao, a half chinese half filipina marries Mr. Zade Briones Wengen. A top 1 rank in the most rich family in China. And well know Billionaire Business Man in Asia. When she thinks that all is in good place, a woman came to her doorstep and claim that she's pregnant and it was his husband's. What she's gonna do?

In life, you don't know if you're always on top. Hindi mo alam kung kailan ka mananalo o matatalo-kung kailan ka paglalaruan ng tadhana. Destiny is our greatest enemy. Parang lahat kasi ng mangyayari sa buhay natin, nakatadha na-at wala kang magagawa kundi tanggapin ito. I have always been on top. All the people I know are proud of me-look up at me because I am good at everything. Pero tama nga silang hindi ka laging nasa taas. Sino bang mag-aakala na isang beses lang akong babagsak pero sobra iyon? Sobra-sobrang nahatak ako sa baba ng malaking trahedya sa buhay ko at hindi ko alam kung paano ako aahon. Mabuti na lang, bumalik siya. Siya ulit. Siya lang ang nag-iisang taong nagmamahal sa akin nang lubos kahit iniwan ko. It's always him. Walang iba.

My name is Ella Grace Johnson. I'm just an ordinary girl, living an ordinary life of an artist, until cancer forces me into an extraordinary situation. Desperate for medical treatment, I find myself in a fake marriage with Adrian Charles Montgomery, a billionaire CEO with a hidden struggle - sex addiction. It's supposed to be a simple arrangement, a means to an end. But life has a funny way of complicating things. Adrian is nothing like I expected. Behind his CEO persona, he's caring, considerate, and surprisingly understanding. But his addiction brings a new set of challenges to our relationship. As we go through this deception, I find myself drawn to him. But our secret is exposed, and I'm sent away, leaving my heart with Adrian. Now, I'm not just fighting for my life, but also for a love that was never supposed to happen. Can we turn our fake marriage into a real one? Or will our love story end before it even begins?

"Ames, darling, you worry me." Linc Tanner, my billionaire stepfather breathes into the phone, and heat rises to my face at that damn nickname. That nickname coming out from his forbidden lips, capable of making my toes curl, my knees bent before him, taking all of him deep into my throat. ♠︎ ♠︎ ♠︎ The first day she came in contact with her stepfather, Amelia felt something shift in the air. Linc exudes menace. There's something about him that overwhelmed her. As the years passed—she found this magnetism toward him. It drew her in so deeply that despite knowing how wrong it was to find her stepfather attractive and lust after him, she couldn’t talk herself out of it. It was every shade of wrong. She should’ve been disgusted. Her pussy still clenched every time she thought about him, the way he looks at her, those dark eyes filled with a ring of lust and primal hunger. It melted her, it soaked her. It drenched her. When Amelia received a call to intern in her billionaire stepfather's company throughout the summer break, Amelia is terrified of what awaits her back in his New York City mansion where just three years ago after her mother's death and till now, she had been fighting against her treacherous feelings for him. He's been the only object of her wildest fantasies. Oh, the things she had thought about him doing to her, they were illicit. Filthy. Completely taboo. But Amelia is determined not to let her secret attraction override her judgments. Only if Linc would share the same resolve. She got the shock of her life when he didn't, and that is where the lines get blurrier for them.

"I told you, Bella Mia. I don't want money. It's not about money, it never was. It's about getting you tied to me forever because what's the better way to take my revenge on you than making you marry me since I am the last person you want to be with and hate me to the core." he said cupping her face and bringing it close to his lips. " I will never marry you," she snaps in pure anger. "I hate you so much, Dante Matthews. I will die but never marry you." " We will see about that because if you don't then you can say goodbye to your father's company and all his hard work. I am sure you won't want that, right?" he asked with an arrogant smirk, " I am going to ruin you, Gabriella Harrison." " Why do you want to marry me? Are you still in love with me?" she asked, confused. "Love? I hate the word love coming out of your mouth. I began to hate you with every fibre in my being when you stood me up at the altar on our wedding day in the past. This marriage is purely going to be a marriage of hatred and revenge. You have got three hours to make the decision, or you can say goodbye to everything." he threatened and left. Dante hates Gabriella with every fibre of his being because she stood him up at the altar back in the past because he was poor. He loved her so much, but she broke her heart. Now he is back for his revenge on her and plans to get her married to him. But will this marriage be a marriage of love, hatred or revenge? What is going to happen when heartbreaking secrets are revealed?

After suffering a heartache from a betrayal of a nine-year one sided love for Domino Lazatine—who was in a secret affair with his brother’s fiancée—Anastasha Molina found herself being proposed to by his first love’s brother, Dimitri Lazatine. Struck by the truth of betrayal and pain by Domino, would Anastasha agreed to the tempting marriage for convenience offer of the eldest Lazatine as a revenge to her heart ache?

I was preparing a gift for our six-year anniversary when my best friend sent me a photo of my Alpha boyfriend kissing another she-wolf. "Wait, when did you get to Chicago?" The she-wolf in the picture looked a lot like me, but it wasn't me. That's when I found out that my boyfriend of six years had been searching for replacements for his dead childhood sweetheart the whole time. I was number 5. The she-wolf in the photo was number 18. I rushed to Chicago and tracked down Lucas using his phone's location. "Dude, this number 18 really looks like Ally, even more than Sophia does!" "Nah man, Sophia still looks more like her. She's number 5 after all - if she didn't look so much like Ally, why would Lucas have stuck with her for six years?" Lucas flicked his cigarette ash, looking completely relaxed: "They both look pretty similar, but number 18's way better in bed. Sophia's too uptight." "I heard you had someone pick out a diamond ring. You planning to propose? To Sophia or this new chick?" Lucas leaned back into the couch with a cocky grin: "Haven't decided yet. Why don't you guys choose for me?" I turned around, my whole body shaking as a chill ran from my head to my toes. After calming down, I texted my best friend: "Your Alpha cousin, the one who had a crush on me and waited four years - is he still single?"

Is there a chance to be back together again? Would she have another shot of love with him? Will there be reconciliation?