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BLURB: Judge Elias Reid Perez Salviejo; virgin wrecker, innocent hooker. Walang humihindi sa kaniya. He could easily capture every woman's heart regardless of their age because of his cool personality. Pero wala siyang sineseryoso. Para sa kaniya, tama na ang isang gabing puno ng aliw at pantasya. Vhanessa Anne Dizon; old maid at palaging kinakantyawang malapit na sa expiration. Ang masaklap pa, isa siya sa mga babaeng tinaguriang NBSB, o no boyfriend since birth. Hindi sa takot siyang magmahal, ayaw niya lang na maiwan sa bandang huli. Ngunit, nang pagkatuwaan si Vhanessa ng dalawang kaibigan, hindi niya akalaing mahuhulog siya sa kamay ni Elias. Ang lalaking ni sa hinagap ay hindi niya pingarap.

Si Hestia Angela Gonzaga, isang sikat na pop idol, ay may madilim na sekreto: isa siyang assassin na sinanay ng Phantom Syndicate. Matapos masaksihan ang brutal na pagpatay sa kanyang pamilya noong bata siya, isinumpa niyang maghiganti sa mga mafia na sumira sa kanyang buhay. Ngayon, bilang CEO ng sarili niyang entertainment agency, ginamit niya ang kasikatan upang mapalapit sa kanyang target: si Demetrius Skye Van Heuffman. Si Demetrius, isang malamig at walang awa at makapangyarihang German-Filipino na mafia boss, ay bumalik sa Pilipinas bilang CEO ng isang multi-bilyong kompanya. Sa muling pagtatagpo nila, sinimulan ni Hestia ang kanyang plano—nagpanggap siyang kasintahan nito upang makalapit, makakuha ng impormasyon, at pabagsakin. Ngunit habang lumilipas ang panahon, hindi niya maiwasang mahulog sa lalaking dati niyang kinamumuhian. Ngayon, nahaharap si Hestia sa matinding laban: itutuloy ba niya ang kanyang misyon ng paghihiganti, o susundin ang puso at isusugal ang lahat para sa isang pag-ibig na maaaring magwasak sa kanya?

WARNING ‼️ SPG ALERT! May content violence and abusing and more k*lling! If you are 18 years old below don’t read this, please hindi po ito pambata. And if you are old enough, please be responsible.And don’t copy my story maging patas tayo! Plagiarism is a crime! - “ The secret of changes is to focus all your energy, not on fighting the old, but not building the new.” - Ava Olivia Lleva Mikhail Levesque. A.K.A Ciara Savannah Corpuz. ~ Due to the death of Ciara or Ava's parents, she was able to pretend or have two personalities. To find the real culprit in the death of her parents. - Hayah! I’m back again! Sana po magustuhan niyo po si Ciara o Ava.This is an another Mafia Collaboration story with Miss Linnea Dreame, pwede niyo po siya isearch sa Dreame!Salamat po at sana suportahan niyo po ako, Love y’all !!

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I was in a car accident on my way to my son, Nathan’s piano competition. Ignoring my injuries, I limped to the venue just in time for the awards ceremony. Nathan won the gold medal. With excitement shining in his eyes, he ran toward me. But as I smiled at him, he turned and placed the medal around the neck of my husband’s first love, Janine Beck. My husband of ten years, Christopher Frost, looked at me with irritation. “Look at what you’re wearing! You’re filthy, like a beggar,” he said cruelly. “Don’t come to Nathan’s celebration dinner tonight—he’s embarrassed by you!” I stayed silent and went alone to the hospital to have my injuries checked. Later, I returned to the villa, drenched in the rain, only to find the doors locked against me. I knocked on the door in the pouring rain for the entire night. At dawn, when the first light broke across the sky, I sent Christopher a message: [Let’s get a divorce. As you wish, I will no longer be an eyesore in your lives.]

My boyfriend refuses to accompany me to the airport to pick my mother up, but he later rams into my car from behind in my new Maybach. He looks at my secondhand car and wraps an arm around the young woman beside him, who looks frightened. He says, "It's just a rusty old Volkswagen Beetle! So what if I've crashed into it? I can afford to pay for the damages!" The crowd praises him for being handsome and rich. With his back to them, he warns, "This is the woman my mom wants me to date. I'm just playing along for her sake. Don't make things embarrassing for me." I nod understandingly and tell the young woman, "Since you like collecting trash so much, you can have both him and the car. I'll have my lawyer send you the bill." Now, my boyfriend panics. He looks devastated as he hangs around outside my company all day, begging me to give him another chance.

Ne trouvant plus d'échappatoire, Chloé Dumont a donc passé un accord avec la mère de Lucien Bernard. Elle a fini par épouser Lucien. Pendant trois ans de mariage, Chloé était douce, obéissante, supportait tout sans jamais se plaindre. Elle est allée même jusqu'à aider Lucien — paralysé des jambes et au caractère explosif — à se remettre debout. Elle pensait naïvement qu'ils pourraient continuer à vivre ensemble, malgré tout. Mais c'était sans compter sur le retour de Jeanne Laurent, la femme qu'il avait toujours aimée. Un jour de pluie torrentielle, sans une hésitation, il l'a abandonnée, trempée et misérable, pour aller chercher Jeanne. Par la suite, il a inventé un déplacement professionnel… alors qu'il emmenait Jeanne à un concert. Pire encore, il l'a ramenée chez eux, flirtait ouvertement devant Chloé… Déçue encore et encore, Chloé a fini par prendre une décision : divorcer. ... La prochaine fois que Lucien recroisait Chloé, c'était à une soirée mondaine. Son ex-femme — autrefois terne et insignifiante — portait une robe de haute couture, elle était rayonnante, gracieuse, d'une élégance à couper le souffle. Mais ce qui le rendait fou de jalousie, c'est qu'elle ne le regardait même plus. Elle souriait à un autre, riait doucement dans ses bras. Il l'a coincée dans un coin de la salle, le regard noir : « Chloé, qui t'a permis d'être avec un autre homme ? » Elle l'a giflé sans hésiter : « C'est qui ce chien qui me colle ? Dégage, ou je porte plainte pour harcèlement sexuel ! » ... Chloé déménageait dans un nouvel appartement et faisait la connaissance d'un voisin calme et bienveillant. Cet homme s'appelait Xavier Marchand. Il lui apprenait à faire confiance, à s'appuyer sur quelqu'un. Avec lui, elle devenait presque une enfant qu'on protège. À chaque obstacle, il était là, toujours présent, solide comme un roc. Leurs rendez-vous, ses déclarations, la demande en mariage, même les moindres détails du mariage… Xavier s'en occupait, tout était pensé pour elle. C'est là que Chloé comprenait : Être aimée, chérie, portée dans le creux de la main par quelqu'un… c'est ça, le vrai bonheur.

When Aiden Gomez, the heir of Gomez Robotics Company, is shoot to death by their family's mysterious traitor and falls into a coma, his scientist grandfather creates an artificial intelligence humanoid robot to take his place. His name is Aiden 2.3 who looks exactly like the human Aiden. In the middle of their mission, Enzo Romeo, a good-humored programmer, find himself falling in love with Aiden 2.3 whose robotic and programmed heart starts to beat like a real human. "What kills people are their personal ambitions."

My husband’s first love and I were kidnapped at the same time. As a professional negotiator, my husband rushed to the scene as soon as possible to save us. When the kidnappers agreed to release one hostage, he chose to let them keep me to protect her. I knelt on the ground, desperately begging him to save me first, but his face was expressionless. “Tammy is still a virgin. If she’s raped, she won’t be able to handle it.” “You’re different. You’re already married to me. Even if something happens to you, I won’t hold it against you.” He shoved me toward the kidnappers. He probably didn’t know I was three months pregnant, and he was about to become a father.

On my son’s birthday, my husband had asked his first love to pick our son up from our home. While I stubbornly refused to let him go, a huge fire broke out in the hallway during our standoff. I was struck by falling debris, and blood started streaming from my head. However, my son was unharmed as he lay beneath me. My husband, who was a firefighter, came forward to rescue us. But he handed the only gas mask he had to his first love. “Miss Leia has a weaker constitution. Dad, please get her out first. Mom, wait for the other firefighters to save you!” I watched them leave with a faint, bitter smile. It appeared that they had both forgotten my severe asthma and the fact that I would die without a gas mask.