Morgan Le Fay Fate

Chaque fois que mon mari me trompe, il m'offre un bracelet de jade. En quatre ans de mariage, j'en ai accumulé quatre-vingt-dix-neuf, et je lui ai pardonné autant de fois. Cette fois, il est parti en voyage d'affaires trois jours. À son retour, il m'a rapporté un bracelet, qui vaut des millions. Je le sais : il est temps de lui dire que je veux divorcer.

Claire Morel avait un mariage au-dessus de sa condition, mais cette ascension était comme un poignard dans le cœur. Mariée depuis sept ans à Gabriel Morel, un homme imprévisible, elle n'était à ses yeux qu'une ombre, ignorée, traitée avec une indifférence glaciale. Elle gardait l'espoir qu'un jour, après la tempête, le ciel serait clair et que sa vie serait enfin complète et heureuse. Sous une neige tourbillonnante, lors d'un anniversaire que seule elle retenait, elle a enfin compris : toute cette famille était liée par le sang, tandis qu'elle restait à jamais une étrangère, une étrangère sans lien. Son mari lui en voulait d'avoir brisé le mariage arrangé qu'il avait depuis l'enfance avec son amie d'enfance, et leur fils ne manquait jamais une occasion de lui rappeler qu'elle ne ferait jamais le poids face à cette figure idéalisée que son père avait toujours aimée. Son mari et son fils l'ont trahie pour une autre femme, qu'ils ont traitée comme un membre de la famille. Face à ce chaos absurde, elle a senti son cœur se réduire en cendres et a demandé le divorce. Elle a renoncé à la garde de son enfant et a opéré une métamorphose impressionnante, devenant une créatrice de mode internationale renommée, ainsi qu'une peintre de génie. Ses œuvres, rares et précieuses, étaient très recherchées par de nombreuses célébrités. Pourtant, alors qu'elle a renoncé, son mari et son fils refusaient de la laisser partir. Son fils pleurait en criant : « Tu es ma maman ! Tu ne peux pas prendre un autre enfant dans tes bras ! » Et même son mari, d'ordinaire si distant, a commencé à lui coller aux basques, refusant catégoriquement le divorce : « C'est toi qui m'as choisi en premier, alors tu dois aller jusqu'au bout ! Divorce ? N'y pense même pas ! »

Si Kiara Morris ay isang babae na may pangarap—masipag, matalino, at hinahangaan sa kanilang kompanya. Kasama ang kanyang boyfriend na si Benedict, kilala sila bilang “couple goals” ng kanilang opisina. Ngunit paano kung ang lalaking minahal niya ay may tinatago palang inggit at galit sa kanya? Nang dumating ang pagkakataong sila ang pinagpilian para sa isang mataas na posisyon, hindi inakala ni Kiara na ito ang magiging simula ng kanyang bangungot. Sa isang gabi ng selebrasyon, inalok siya ni Benedict ng inumin—hindi niya alam, may mas madilim itong plano. At ang akala ni Kiara na ito ay isang panaginip, ay siya ay mainit na nakikipagtalik sa isang lalaki. Sa isang iglap, nagising na lang siya na masakit ang kanyang katawan at ang kanyang pagkababae. Isang buwan ang lumipas at natuklasan ni Kiara ang isang nakakagulat na katotohanan—siya ay buntis. Ngunit sino ang ama? Dahil dito, nagtagumpay si Benedict na sirain siya at tuluyang mawalan ng trabaho. Limang buwan ang lumipas, may bigla na namang lumapit sa kanya na misteryosong matanda na tinulungan siyang magkaroon ng trabaho. Doon nagtagpo ang kanilang landas ng kinakainisan niyang janitor. Wala siyang magawa kundi pakisamahan ang lalaking kinaiinisan niya, para lamang sa trabaho na kailangan na kailangan niya. Hanggang saan ang kaya niyang gawin para mabuo ang buhay na sinira ng kanyang ex? At paano kung ang hinahanap niyang kasagutan ay nasa taong hindi niya inaasahang magiging bahagi ng kanyang buhay?

Pour gagner l'argent et subvenir aux besoins de la petite vie qui grandissait en moi, j'ai accepté un emploi à temps partiel comme mannequin de maternité. Mais à mon arrivée, j'ai découvert avec horreur que j'étais piégée dans une cage de verre, exposée comme une simple marchandise. Dans la foule en contrebas, mon ex-compagnon, Damon, me dévisageait avec un regard rempli de mépris. « De qui est ce bâtard ? » « Comment peux-tu dire une chose pareille ? C'est ton enfant, Damon ! » Les yeux de Damon sont devenus rouges — signe annonciateur d'une frénésie de loup-garou. Il a brandi un test de paternité sous mon nez. Le document indiquait que le bébé que je portais n'était pas le sien. « Non, c'est impossible », ai-je bafouillé. « Il doit y avoir une erreur ! » Avant que Damon ne puisse répliquer, un homme à ses côtés est intervenu : « Alpha Damon, la vente aux enchères va bientôt commencer. Si vous avez quelque chose à dire, vous pourrez le faire après la vente. » Une vente aux enchères ? Kelly m'avait pourtant assuré qu'il s'agissait simplement d'une séance photo.

Maling kwarto ang napasukan ni Gwen Sison. Kung saan ay naroroon si Seth Montealto, na humihingi ng saklolo para sa nararamdaman niyang buong init sa katawan. Dahil sa sugat na natamo ni Gwen sa kaniyang paa. Hindi inaasahan na matumba na lamang siya sa tabi ni Seth Montealto sa ibabaw ng kama. Nagulat na lamang si Gwen sa pagyakap ng lalaki sa kaniya. Akmang aalis na sana siya. Ngunit, bigla siyang nahawaan ni Seth. Kaya naman, nagkaroon din nang pang-iinit sa buong katawan ni Gwen. Kinaumagahan, nadatnan sila ng fiancee ni Seth na si Stella Guades na magkasama sa kama. Sa galit nito. Mahigpit niyang sinabunutan si Gwen. Walang magawa si Seth. Dahil, siya rin ay nagulat sa nangyari. Hanggang sa binitbit ni Stella si Gwen papalabas ng kwarto at ipinahiya ito sa lahat. 

She thought she met the angel of her dreams, but is he too good to be true? Angelo Tsarkopolis is the sexy hotshot and gorgeous CEO of his family's fortune. A chance encounter with Laura Parker is the catalyst to a flirtatious cat and mouse game between them. On the surface, he is her dream man and more. However, shady rumors surround his business, women throw themselves at him, and she fears he isn’t telling her everything. Angelo appears to only have eyes for Laura, but she can’t believe a young, wealthy, incredibly handsome and successful businessman like him could hold more than a passing interest in her, an average girl. She tries not to be another notch on his bedpost, but that’s getting harder with each passing day. Laura tries to temper the flames of passion, but they only grow hotter. Is she in over her head and will he break her heart for good?

Billionaire Clark Anderson is used to getting what he wants. Every woman he knows falls at his feet. When the full-figured cleaner working on his floor catches his eye, Kent figures it will only be a matter of time before she’s underneath him, in his bed. Bella Hawkins has dealt with a troubled past and is moving on. She’s sworn off men after her last boyfriend broke her heart. When Clark Anderson starts paying her attention she does the only thing she can think of…she becomes his friend. But the attraction and passion between them starts to build until Clark finally takes the next step. But what can he do to convince Bella he’s in love with her? Her past is always in the way, and she refuses to open up. Can Bella finally give her heart to the man she loves or will her past finally take the one person she loves away?

La nuit l'ombre le matin la lumière. l'éternel est la vérité qui ne peux pas être dissimulé bien longtemps la lune le soleil

Ever since we were kids, I'd always known how to make use of my gentle childhood friend for things like sending him on errands, and borrowing his allowance. He never complained. Just silently indulged me. Things continued the same way until the day we got engaged. That's when everything snapped into place. That was the day we both woke up. I was just a throwaway character in a novel. He was the male lead—fated to fall in love and end up with the novel's heroine. I was stunned. Ready to walk away. But he was furious. Jaw clenched, eyes wild. He grabbed my hand and dragged me straight to City Hall. "Screw the novel. Screw the plot. The only thing I know is that I love you, and I want forever with you." After we got married, he treated me like I was made of glass. Gentle. Meticulous. We worked side by side, building a reputation as a power couple in the business world. The events of the novel faded into the background. I fell deeper in love with him. Three years later, the youngest daughter of a real estate tycoon started her internship at our company. That day, there was a fire in the office. In the chaos, the girl stumbled into a shelving unit. It came crashing down, headed straight for my husband. I didn't hesitate. I threw myself in front of him. Pain exploded in my skull. Blood poured down my face. The girl, in her panic, had fallen to the ground, crying out, "Aaron, help me!" My husband's face went pale. His expression—pure terror—as he ran toward her without a second thought. "Grace!" he cried. Lightning split through me. My face drained of color. The heroine in the novel—her name was Grace.