Monika After Story Update

DINUKOT sila Raven at Asher, dinala sa napakalayong isla. Doon ay magkasama nilang hinarap ang panganib, but unfortunately, Asher was doomed and she could do nothing but leave him for a moment when he was slowly swallowed up by death. Raven survived with Steven's help, but that survival nearly took her life after she was taken away by a handsome young billionaire, Kayden, who was the mastermind behind her abduction. He took her to a private island, Isla Alcaraz, owned by Kayden, where she was forcibly married to him. As they say, the past is the past. Hayaan na lamang natin iyon doon at kalimutan. Ngunit paano, if the past is the only thing that keeps you alive in the present? And what if, you unexpectedly see the person you thought was long gone after all this time?

IN HIS ARMS (A BxB Story) BOOK 1 Cloude David Aristotle, isang mayaman at sikat na CEO ng isang sikat na kompanya. Tinitilian siya dahil sa kagwapuhan niya ng mga babae at ng mga bakla, mapabata man o matanda. Pinapangarap siya ng mga kababaihan dahil na rin sa angking talino at husay nito sa pagpapatakbo ng kompanya. Masungit ito ngunit malapit ang puso sa mga bata na nasa orphanage at mga bata na walang tahanan. Ngunit sa likod ng kaniyang mga tagumpay sa buhay ay nariyan ang mga magulang niya na nagdadala sa kaniya ng pressure. Ianne Rain Demillo, isang masipag at matalinong anak. Hindi sila mahirap at hindi rin mayaman, katamtaman lang ang buhay na mayroon sila. Hindi maikakaila na may kagwapuhang tinataglay ang isang Ianne Raine Demillo. Tinitilian din siya ng mga kababaihan sa kanilang lugar at sa kanilang eskwelahan. Maraming nagkakandarapang babae para lang mapansin niya, ngunit lingid sa kanilang kaalaman ang tinatagong tunay na katauhan ni Ianne. Paano kung magtagpo ang kanilang landas? Paano kung magising sila isang araw na mahal na nila ang isa’t isa? Paano nila haharapin ang mapanghusgang mata at bibig ng mga taong nasa paligid nila? Itatago na lang ba nila o lalabanan ang sasabihin ng iba? What if Ianne is wanted to be IN HIS ARMS?

All her Life She grew up with a word from her dad "Only Good persons are allowed to live" Having an ability to see people's memory after a skin to skin contact, with the other party, she decided to use it in her own way But is her way of using the ability right or wrong He is a proud son of the Miller Family but became a detective to find out the death of his parents How will this two meets And what awaits them in the near future

In the tenth year of my marriage to a genius pianist, I came down with a strange illness. A month ago, my husband missed my birthday party to care for his ailing sister-in-law. Night after night, I had waited for him to return home. But that night I forgot to wait at all and went to bed early. Half a month ago, he attended an important performance with his sister-in-law. I had always been petty and prone to jealousy, yet this time I didn't get angry. I simply went home in silence. Three days ago, I fell seriously ill with a burning fever. My husband rushed back from out of town in a panic—but only to tend to his sister-in-law, whose hand had been scalded. When we ran into each other at the hospital, I was strangely calm. I, who used to be fiercely jealous, felt nothing at all. I forgot the promise we had made to grow old together. I even forgot how he once fretted over me for days when I'd scraped a bit of skin. It wasn't until he said he wanted to bring his sister-in-law home and take care of her for the rest of his life that I—my memories riddled with holes—summoned the system at last. "I want to go home."

Warning : Matured Contents a LGBTQ+ Story, Lesbian Story. -King Shun creates a society for LGBTQ+ members, and a Lesbian who creates her own Slave Harem and love a BDSM sex. Welcome to my story

“Marry me, Katleah. Be my wife.” Words that suddenly changed the course of her world. She was being proposed to by Marco De la Vega, the most handsome man who owned numerous hotels and airlines across the Philippines. But the marriage he offered came with a contract that they were forbidden to love each other. It was hard for her to accept such an offer. What if she failed? What if she ended up falling for him? Yet, despite her doubts, she still accepted. For three years, their life as husband and wife was never easy. In secret, she endured the humiliation from his family because she had already learned to love him. But how long could she bear it? What if, in their marriage, she was the only one in love? Would she insist on sacrificing what was left of her dignity, just for the sake of her love? She thought he had also come to love her after the many joyful nights they shared. But she was wrong because Marco wanted to end their marriage. And though her heart was breaking into pieces, she had to accept that they were never meant to be. After signing the divorce papers, she flew to America with her real family. Seven years later, aboard a private plane, she returned as a top surgeon, a billionaire’s heiress, and a loving mother to two beautiful six-year-old twins. Be ready for her final retribution...

The day I win the cheerleading championship, the entire arena erupts with cheers for my team. But from the stands, my brother, Nelson Locke, hurls a water bottle straight at me. "You injured Felicia's leg before the performance just so you could win first place? She has leukemia, Victoria! Her dying wish is to become a champion. Yet you tripped her before the competition, all for a trophy! You're selfish. I don't have a sister like you!" My fiance, who also happens to be the sponsor of the competition, steps onto the stage with a cold expression and announces, "You tested positive for illegal substances. You don't deserve this title. You're disqualified." All the fans turn against me. They boycott me entirely—some even go so far as to create a fake memorial portrait of me, print it, and send it to my doorstep. I quietly keep the photo. I'll probably need it soon anyway. It's been three years since I was diagnosed with a malignant brain tumor. Knowing I don't have much time left, I choose to become the type of person they always wanted me to be—the perfect sister who loves without question, the well-mannered woman who knows when to keep quiet, and the kind of person who never, ever lies.

His rule was simple: I was his substitute and would be his contract wife for two years with no strings attached. He would give me the respect and everything I want except his heart, for it belonged to his fiancée abroad. But I want more; I want his heart. So I confessed my love to him. He divorced me for breaking the rules. Now a turn of events after our divorce lands me in his bed. I thought I was safe since he didn't see me the next day before I left. But a month later… I learned I carried a part of him inside me. Now I’m torn... Do I keep the secret? Or face the man who swore he could never love me… again?

My birthday present this year is a written contract titled 'Behavioral Reform Contract'. My fiance, who was the mafia head Matteo Giovanni, and my parents have already signed their names at the bottom. Together, they had me sent to the Behavioral Correction Center. … The windows are always shut, and the sunlight is filtered through the metal window bars. They drug, reprimand, and ostracize me to make me shove my feelings of aggrievement down. Even while I am being humiliated and punished, they teach me to force a smile and maintain a steady breath. It was all done in the name of "treating" me. A year passes, and I go from being a so-called "troublemaker" to their ideal version of me—quiet, elegant, and utterly perfect. Matteo beams at me and says, "You've finally become my perfect wife. We can finally marry." I match his smile, a gesture that they think means obedience from my part. However, it is not true. It is just me bidding my farewell before I leave for good. There's something I don't understand, however. They constantly found me lacking, so now that I am gone from their lives, why are they falling apart?

When your billionaire alpha 🐺 only married you for duty, you rejected him and left for good by faking your death When you meet again, his eyes on 🔥. He wants to devour you. But he's interrupted. “Mommy who’s that?” "A stranger." “Say that again? Who am I to her?!”