Memories From The Past

I made the decision to break up with Layla Freeman as I opened my eyes once more. She wanted to take Charles Jones and his son home so she could take care of them, so I would logically leave. I had a lot of arguments with Layla in my former life because of Charles and his son. She paid for Charles’ son’s wedding using the money I had saved for my retirement. Ultimately, the bitter cold killed me in the winter. When Layla found out about that, she was not filled with sadness. Rather, she accused me of dying on her godson’s wedding day. I would leave her and not have anything to do with her in this life.

A well-planned day will be the way to cross their path crucially. August 13, 2014, was the marked day Lavender Visha Grey will meet her new psychologist, Dr. Black, to maintain her lovely reputation she will need a therapist to help her heal her darkest past she had been hiding since she escaped. Growing up in an orphanage as skinny and stinky as she was, she has been the target of big fat bullies since she arrived in the shelter. The poor little Lavender tends to stay alone in the empty room, as usual after their meal she will run up to the third floor with her little smile and the idea she will be alone again. But she didn’t expect that the moment she stepped into the room her nightmares would be made and hunt her for the rest of her life. She never expected that the mighty psychologist would find the key to open her soul again out of curiosity. With his charming smile and dark look. Will her walls be shaken with the hot psychologist? Or she will buy any preference book to learn how to seduce a great seducer. Even she can entice many as she can. She needs to have the one she can’t unless she tells her story for the first time. On their way to getting into each other, they will be burned with their fiery desire with their way through. One heart that seeks revenge for her loved one, and one heart that intends to show his love but in a wrong way. “Manipulation is not always needed I know,” “I want peace but I need to avenge, yes,”

I've been married for eight years, but my husband won't let our daughter call him "Dad" because his childhood sweetheart's son struggles with severe depression. After he missed our daughter's parent-teacher meeting again because he was with Susan Lawson and her son, I decided to leave. I prepare the divorce papers and decide to leave with my daughter. I go to her school and find her homeroom teacher, Laura Anderson. "Ms. Anderson, I'd like to apply for a school transfer." She looks surprised. "Why the sudden decision to transfer?" I reply calmly, "Her dad has been working out of town, but he's finally settled down and wants us to move there." Laura sighs. "Well, that's not bad. I always thought you were a single mom." I smile. I'm not, for now. But I'll be one very soon.

Zennery, a kingdom full of different kinds of races and other mythical creatures, was entrusted by mysterious artifacts that is said to be possessed by the past heroes and destroyers. However, a group of hooded demons decided to revive an evil demon lord that is said to be the Lord of Destruction centuries ago. Invel is a demi-human who was born on Earth but was transferred into another world full of magical things called the Relics. In this magical world, he meets a demon named Zyrel—a demon that has no horn nor wings. The two eventually become friends and as time passes by, they fall in love with each other. They will both go for a journey and encounter many kinds of relics along their way. They will encounter and fight a group of hooded demons named Quel’forras and Liberus—a demon who possess a demonic relic and Invel’s rival. Together with his comrades, Invel will collect all the missing pages of the Demonic Relic and put them back together as whole. Will there be secrets waiting to be unfolded as they have their journey in the magical world of Relics called Zennery?

A two different accident happened that changed the life a two complete stranger. Raina live a fake life after she witnessed her family’s murder and currently being chase by the killer, while Kyle has suffered dissociative amnesia from a car accident that leads to his father's death. Fifteen years later, an extraordinary connection between them occurred and they met in the most fascinating way. As they learn about each other, an unexpected turn of events happened that made them questioning their past. Will they be able to find the truth?

In a world falling apart can a shell of a young woman survive? Bailey is a young woman struggling with her demons, trying her best to fight through a living hell; literally. Not only does bailey fight for every living breath but now she must fight for her place in this dying world.

Hindi na mapigilan ni Eloisa na tuluyang mahulog ang damdamin sa boss nyang si Andrew. Andrew is a young bachelor at successor ng kompanya. Maraming nagpapantasya dito subalit tila manhid ang lalaki. Even though she knows na one-sided lang ang kanilang relasyon at lalong lalo na malayo ang kanilang estado. He is filthy rich while she was just an employee. Everything started with a challenge she knew she could never win. "It's not like I'm not interested but I want a real relationship. If you want to date me, stop fooling around. and date me for real." Napakurap si Eloisa sa tinuran ng boss nya. Is he for real? How can she trust his words when many guys have left him after a stemy night? She vowed not to fall for anyone and just date. But eventually, she found herself falling much deeper in love with Andrew. Doon nya mas nakilala ang boss and she found out he was as broken as she was. They could actually help each other heal. Noong una ay pilit nyang kinokontrol ang kanyang damdamin hanggang sa hindi na nya nakayanan. She decided she doesnt want to runaway from her feelings so she bravely confessed to him only to be rejected not just once but many times. How far can she go to stay in his life when he couldn't reciprocate her feelings? Bakit tila hindi sya kayang mahalin ng lalaki?

A few weeks before our wedding, Rodney Luther's stepmother, Jessica Flaine, posts a photo on her social media. In the photo, she's wearing the wedding dress I picked out, holding a bouquet of red roses, and shyly leaning toward Rodney, asking for a kiss. The caption reads—"Dreams fulfilled." I don't call Rodney in tears or throw a fit like I used to. I simply like the post and leave a comment. "Screenshot sent to Rodney's father." Not long after, Jessica deletes the post, and Rodney's phone call follows immediately. "Ivana, you're being so petty! The rest of my days belong to you. It's only today that I'm fulfilling a small dream of Jessica's. Hurry up and explain things to my dad! "Come on, be good. I've got a gift for you." A scoff escapes me. "Rodney, do you hear me clearly? Go explain it to your father yourself!"

ภาคย์ ภูบดินทร์ คุณหมอมาเฟียที่จับผลัดจับพลูมาเดบิวต์เป็นมือกีตาร์วง forget-me-nots นิสัย : เจ้าเล่ห์ ปากร้ายสกิลแรปด่าไฟลุก รักอิสระ รักพวกพ้อง ไม่สนใจความรัก ไม่ชอบความสัมพันธ์แบบผูกมัด แป้งหอม สาวน้อยวัยใสที่เติบโตมาในรั้วโรงเรียนหญิงล้วนไร้เดียงสาเรื่องความรักแต่ซื่อสัตย์กับความรู้สึกของตนเอง นิสัย : มองโลกในแง่ดี อ่อนโยน อ่อนหวาน แต่ไม่อ่อนแอเมื่อต้องเผชิญกับการถูกกดดันจากครอบครัวเพียงเพราะความผิดผลาดของตนเองที่นำมาซึ่งการเปลี่ยนแปลงครั้งใหญ่ในชีวิต

Cold and proud to all, Beamon Slade, Northarch's strongest Alpha, reserves his gentleness solely for me. Everyone knows that I'm his Luna. But today, his first love is infected with deadly wolfsbane and on the brink of death. He hands me a herbal pill that can seal memories and temporarily remove the mate mark. "Eiro won't last another three days, Swan. "Could you give me three days to fulfill her dream of becoming a Luna through a symbolic marking ceremony? I won't hurt you. This pill temporarily severs the bond and makes you forget me. "When the ceremony ends three days later, take the antidote and you'll remember everything. We'll get back together." Looking at his calm, gentle expression, I silently swallow the pill without hesitation. He has no idea, but I crafted the pill with my own hands. There's no such thing as an antidote. Three days from now, I'll completely forget him. All our embraces, vows, marks, and his past gentleness will vanish with the wind.