My First Kiss Practice Lips

"อะไรนะ อยากให้ช่วยไล่วิญญาณพวกนั้นไปเหรอ...ได้ งั้น...จูบฉันสิ"

Thirty days into our argument, my girlfriend kissed her first love passionately right in front of me. I quietly asked my boss for a transfer to the Northern City branch, which was thousands of miles away. Her friends clapped and teased me. “Ivan, your girlfriend’s getting a new boyfriend. Aren’t you going to win her back?” I held her hand and sincerely said, “I’m sorry.” She looked down at me with a proud smile. “Okay, I forgive you. Tomorrow, pack your things. We’re going to see my parents.” I smiled and agreed. But she did not know I was leaving for Northern City that night.

Aliyah Whitmore is a driven marketing executive who’s done with romance after a string of bad relationships. She’s focused on her career, refusing to let anyone get close. But when she meets Logan Pierce, a charismatic tech billionaire, things start to shift. Logan is used to getting what he wants, but Aliyah’s no-nonsense attitude and refusal to play along intrigue him. Forced to work together, their undeniable chemistry begins to blur the lines between business and personal. As their intense attraction grows, Aliyah struggles to keep her guard up, knowing a relationship with Logan could be risky. Logan, tired of superficial connections, is determined to break through her walls. With both their careers and hearts on the line, they must decide if their fiery connection is worth the risk.

Aria thought she had her life figured out… until she caught her boyfriend cheating in the middle of a crowded bar. But instead of breaking down, she does something reckless- something completely unlike her. She walks up to a stranger and kisses him in front of everyone unplanned. What she didn’t expect was for that one impulsive moment to change everything. The kiss goes viral overnight, dragging her into a spotlight she never asked for, and the “stranger” turns out to be Damon—calm, controlled, and far from ordinary. To protect their reputations, they agree to fake a relationship, turning one mistake into something much bigger than either of them planned. But pretending starts to feel real, and the line between what’s fake and what isn’t begins to blur. With her past refusing to stay buried and Damon keeping parts of himself just out of reach, Aria realizes this was never just about a kiss. It was the beginning of something she may not be ready for.

If there was one thing that added a whole rainbow of color into Gerard black-or-white view of life, it was when he first set eyes on Cindy and fell in love with her that same second, just as she was falling in love with him. Finding out about love at first sight that took place in a city photo-walk event which both lovebirds didn’t want to attend. It’d been a long day and one didn’t like taking photos and the other did not even own a camera.

"He was mine first,inagaw mo lang! Binabawi ko lang ang dating akin!" Nag focus na lang si Kathy sa trabaho at naging matagumpay few years later pagkatapos siyang ipagpalit ni Gerald kay Mia.Nag-asawa si Gerald at nagsimulang bumuo ng pamilya then fate led him back to Kathy. Noong una ay away na niyang tanggapin ang trabaho nang malaman na si Kathy pala ang magiging boss niya pero wala siyang choice dahil kailangan niya ng trabaho. At dun na nagsimula, muli na namang nahulog ang loob niya kay Kathy. Paano na ang binuo niyang pamilya kung sa puso at isip niya ay si Kathy ang muling sinisigaw? May posibilidad nga ba na magkaroon sila ng happy ever after ni Kathy kahit kasal siya kay Mia? Si Arvin ay isa pang sakit sa ulo ni Kathy. He is hard to please. Hangang saan ang kayang gawin ni Kathy dito para makuha ang tiwala nito? Kailangan ni Kathy ito kung gusto niyang manatiling mamayagpag ang kumpanyang pinaghirapan niyang itayo.Pero bakit parang sadya nitong pinapahirapan si Kathy? Kailangan ni Kathy na magkaroon ng priority, tuloy ba ang Paghihiganti o Kampay na lang para sa tagumpay?

The day before the wedding, my fiancé James's childhood sweetheart had a severe depressive episode. Threatening to take her own life, she demanded the destruction of the wedding gown my grandmother had painstakingly made for me before her passing. To calm her down, James locked me in a room and stayed by her side, helping her cut the gown into shreds. Amid the mess, he spoke indifferently. "Be reasonable. It's just a wedding gown. Do you want to see her die?" Later, James's hot uncle approached me, asking me to carry on the family lineage. I nodded in agreement. But James, with reddened eyes, confronted me. "Are you really going to have his child? Have you completely given up on me?" Covering my slightly rounded belly, I replied, "Be reasonable. It's just a child. He’s your uncle. Do you want to see him with no heir to carry on the family name?”

The apocalypse has arrived. I carry multiple special abilities and am humanity's hope. However, my wife tears those powers out of me for the sake of her true love. I'm in unbearable pain. I beg her to stop, telling her I'll die. But she doesn't care at all. "Why are you so selfish? You have so many abilities and won't even give one to Ed. Stop being so dramatic. Why do you get to be the hero while my Ed stays an ordinary person?" What she doesn't know is that each special ability is like a heart—take it away, and the person dies.

On my birthday—the same day Troy hyped some "surprise" for me online—I saw a photo that afternoon. He was on my horse. With his assistant. His shirt hung open, red finger marks dragged across his chest. Caption? [First time in my life. Thanks to him.] The comments went wild: [Jealous of whoever touched those abs.] [That position... damn.] Troy liked that one. My chest went cold. I thought that side of him was just for me. Turns out—it could be anyone. I washed the horse myself. Scrubbed off every trace. Then I signed the ranch over to him. "You can give the rest away. Pick whoever you want." He lit up. I said yes to the arranged marriage.

Before the contract was even signed, the client's representative casually said he was craving pancakes with maple syrup. I didn't hesitate. I texted my fiancé, Nigel Cross, and asked him to stand in line and grab some. He came back with the box, all proud of himself. The client took one bite, and within seconds, his face went red. Hives bloomed across his neck. He shot to his feet, furious, and called the whole deal off on the spot. Then he turned around and handed the million-dollar order to Olivia Field, the intern who had rushed to grab him allergy meds. Three months of grinding work were gone just like that. I stood there, my throat tight, trying not to fall apart. Nigel squeezed my shoulder, his voice soft as he said, "It was just bad luck. Don't beat yourself up." I nodded weakly, drained of energy. But the second I stepped away, I heard him laughing in the break room with his friend. "That guy's seriously allergic to mango. Good thing I added mango syrup to the pancakes. Olivia's about to score a huge year-end bonus. Enough for a down payment on her new apartment." His friend hesitated. "Melissa hasn't slept in a month over that deal. She was working while she was sick. She needed that money for her mom's surgery—" Nigel waved him off, already annoyed. "She has me. Isn't that enough? Olivia earned this." My hands curled into fists so tightly that my nails dug into my palms. Bad luck? Yeah, right. Nigel had planned every second of it. And now, he thought he could smooth it over by marrying me someday, toss me a few cheap words, and I would just swallow it. I was done with that disgusting man.