Mlp Where And Back Again

Do you believe in reincarnation? a person who lives in the past and comes back in the future in different body, gender or even life status. every night after my 18th birthday, I always have this recurring dreams wherein I'm in a middle of an enchanting forest wearing a nice and beautiful dress then suddenly a man appears holding a necklace and slowly put in on my neck and once I turned to him he disappear.. and the only thing I could remember is his arm with a tattoo of chained heart. Until one day I met Ares Martinez, a billionaire and a powerful business tycoon. The first time that our eyes met my whole body shivers and longs to him. Pero dalagang pilipina siya at walang karanasan kaya naman hanggang panaginip na lang ang "connection" niya dito. Not until it came to her shop and demand a dinner date to her dahil sa pang iiwan niya daw dito sa "supposed luncheon date" nila na hindi naman niya alam! Paano kung yung "connection" nila sa panaginip ay maging totoo? at bakit sa tuwing mag lalapit ang mga katawan nila ay may kung anong boses siyang naririnig na tila galing pa sa ibang panahon. May kung anong connection nga kaya ang mga panaginip niya noon sa nangyayari ngayon sa kanila ni Ares? Paano kung hindi lang pala siya ang nakakarinig ng mga kakaibang bulong sa hangin? Paano kung sila pala ang susi upang mabuksan at mabuhay muli ang isang dakilang pagibig na hinadlangan ng pagkakataon subalit muling bubuuin ng panahon sa katauhan nilang dalawa. Does history will repeat itself? lets find out as Heather and Ares fight destiny for the sake of their own happiness.

I didn't think much of her during the interview but my boyfriend decided to hire her. Not only was her work substandard, but her attitude toward me was hostile. I found out later that she was his ex.

“No i can never take you back i won’t be able to love you again.” “Then use me!” Jade is a shy, innocent girl who couldnt stand up for her self and for that reason she is been bullied in school A new student comes in one day in the middle of the bullying and saves her.

A shared touch. A brief glance. A single taste of her is all it took for James to regret ever losing her. He fumbled big time. The only woman that ever occupied his mind and brain has slipped off his grasp. Nowhere to be seen again. Where is she? Did she ever get married again? Lisa. Lisa had good news for her husband. News that would completely change the trajectory of their marriage. She was pregnant. However before she could inform him about the news, he served her with divorce papers, and with no option Lisa signed them. It is not until the two meet again that they have a painful realization that there is still a thick sexual tension between them. Will the two act on their sexual tension or will they allow their past differences to get the better of them?

I jump off the seventh floor on my wedding day. Why? Because everyone has abandoned me to pick up a fake heiress from the airport, my fiancé included. I expect to see them riddled with heartbreak and regret after my death. However, my father merely shakes his head stoically and looks at my body while saying I was too willful. My mother bites her lip and sighs in relief. My fiancé, Magnus Gilmore, shields the fake heiress. He's afraid she'll see the horrible state of my body. The fake heiress is scared to tears at this, and everyone crowds around her to console her. No one cares whether I'm still breathing while lying in a pool of blood. I'm stunned when I see this, but I soon laugh self-deprecatingly. When I open my eyes again, I've been brought back seven years in the past. It's the day I've just stepped foot at home.

My boyfriend suddenly posted something on his Instagram. [I’ve offered my body and soul to the country.] I was about to ask what he meant when he sent me a plane ticket to the northwest. He explained that the mission was confidential and that he could not be in contact with me during this time. Ten months passed. He was supposed to be away, but he came home unexpectedly and caught me at a prenatal checkup. When he saw my eight-month-pregnant belly, his face turned pale with anger. “I’ve been gone for ten months. How are you pregnant?” I shrugged and said, “Weren’t you supposed to be gone for three years? Why are you back after just ten months?”

"Baby... please don't do this to me! We can fix it! Just please! please don't do this" I beg to him while his packing his things. "I'm sorry Sandra... but I can't.  I can't spend my life to you anymore. Don't make this hard to us, just let me go." He said without any expression to his face. " A-are you leaving me because she's back? Are you  going to throw everything we've been through,  for the fast four years of our marriage? Just b-because.... just because your first love came back? You're throwing me out because of her? " Pagtatanong ko sa mahinahong boses at habang pinapatatag ang sarili ko na 'wag mag- breakdown sa sagot na maririrnig ko mula sakaniya. Tumigil siya sa pag-iimpake at tumingin sa akin ng deretso na halos ikatumba ko. "Yes. Everyone said she's already dead, everyone lied to me. Everyone fool me! I wouldn't marry you if i just known she's still alive. I'm sorry... Sandra I hope you understand." Saad niya. Hindi ko man lang siya nakitaan ng pagsisisi o kahit awa man lang para sa akin para sa nagawa niya. Tang*na! ginawa niya akong rebound. Natawa ako sa mga sinabi niya, puno ng galit at sakit akong tumitig sa kniya at mapait na ngumiti. "So all this time I am just your rebound? all this time pinaniwala mo akong mahal mo ako ! Pinaniwalaan ko lahat ng mga sinabi mo, pinakita at pinaramdam mo, pati mga pangako mong hindi naman pala para talaga sakin! "Wala kang puso Jiro, hindi ka makatao... Pinag-sisisihan kong nakilala kita at nagtiwala ako sa'yo... at lalong pinag-sisisihan kong ikaw pa ang minahal ko."     Saad ko na punong-puno ng galit ngunit sa mahinahong boses at walang emosyong mga matang nakatitig sa kaniya.

After her first love died, Sophia Hayes hated me for ten years. I tried to win back her favor every day, but she only responded with cold sneers. "If you really want to make me happy, why don't you just die?" Her words were like daggers to my heart. It was a shock when she died in a pool of blood while trying to save me from an oncoming truck. With her final gaze fixed on me, she whispered, "If only I had never met you." Her mother was inconsolable with grief at the funeral. "I should have let Sophia be with Ethan Brooks. I never should have forced her to marry you!" Her father also looked at me with hatred in his eyes. "Sophia saved your life three times. She was such a wonderful person. Why couldn't it have been you who died instead?" Everyone regretted that Sophia had married me—myself included. I was driven away from the funeral, completely devastated. Three years later, I traveled back to the past after a time machine was invented. This time, I chose to sever all connections with Sophia, giving everyone the version of history they truly desired.

Rejected and embarrassed in front of the pack wasn't somethingHazel expected from her mate. What she envisioned to be paradise turned into hell, tormenting her. Pregnant and with a broken heart, she leaves the pack. Five years later, she crosses paths with her mate who is adamant to have her back. When her precious children are kidnapped, she has no choice but seek his help. Will her mate lend her a helping hand? Is this what brings them back together? With another man showing interest on her, is there a chance she would consider him over her first love?

My blood ran cold. Not just because of the words, they’d done worse than the scheme. They mocked me. Rewrote my pain as a punchline. Danced on the grave of my dignity like it was confetti. I staggered back from the door, suddenly aware of how my hands were trembling. Of how my chest rose and fell like I was still being dragged underwater. I could still feel it, the betrayal. The nights I cried myself sick. The baby. The blood. The gaslighting. The cold stares. The silence. No, this wasn’t just a memory. It was a resurrection. I pressed my hand to my chest, grounding myself. This body? This moment? It was mine now. Not theirs. Not his. If this was a curse, I’d break it. If this was a second chance? I’d weaponize it. Let them laugh. Let them bask in their borrowed joy. Because from this moment on, I’m not playing the quiet, obedient pawn. I’m the storm they tried to silence. The reckoning wrapped in silk and scars. They don’t deserve peace. Not after what they did to me. I’ll make them feel it. The same agony, the same betrayal. No, worse. Double. And the Kensingtons? Oh, they won’t be spared either. Their blood's just as soaked in my suffering. I lived by their rules in my last life. In this one? They live by mine. And mercy? Yeah, I left that behind in the last timeline.