Niño Adorable Del Ex

Él susurró el nombre de ella novecientas noventa y nueve veces mientras dormía. Nunca el mío. Durante cinco años, le di todo a Vincent Bonanno, el heredero de una de las dinastías mafiosas más poderosas de Europa. Hice de su casa un hogar, recordé cada detalle descuidado que soltaba e incluso abandoné mi sueño de convertirme en artista, creyendo que un día, finalmente, me elegiría. Pero cada vez que aparecía Alessia, su lealtad se inclinaba hacia ella. La noche en que el fondue hirviente me dejó cicatrices en los brazos, él se apresuró a protegerla de un rasguño que apenas le enrojeció la piel. En público, su mirada nunca se quedaba conmigo, en cambio solo se perdía en ella. Yo era la esposa ante la ley, más nunca lo fui en la práctica. Así que me marché. Solo con una maleta, los papeles del divorcio que firmó sin darse cuenta y un secreto que nunca planeé compartir: tenía tres meses de embarazo. Él se dio cuenta demasiado tarde. Para ese momento, el divorcio ya era real, al igual que el expediente de la clínica. Y para cuando se dio cuenta, yo había desaparecido. En aquel momento, el hombre que alguna vez gobernaba ciudades con un poder despiadado, estaba dispuesto a poner el mundo patas arriba para encontrarnos. Él tenía soldados, dinero y mil disculpas que nunca me dio cuando yo todavía era su esposa. Pero yo ya no era la mujer que suplicaba por su afecto. Era una madre, una artista y una sobreviviente. La pregunta no era si Vincent podía alcanzarme. La cuestión era si, cuando lo hiciera, alguna vez lo dejaría volver a la vida que destruyó.

No primeiro ano do nosso casamento, Augusto Moretti, meu marido perfeito aos olhos de todos, começou a mudar. Ele se afastou de mim, tornando-se frio e distante. De repente, ele parecia ter feito um voto de castidade: mandou construir uma pequena capela na mansão e não largava mais o rosário. Eu tentei de tudo para reacender a nossa relação. Mas, por mais que eu o provocasse, ele permanecia indiferente, como se eu fosse invisível. Até que, em uma noite, o flagrei através de uma fresta na porta do banheiro. Ele estava se entregando à paixão… Mas não por mim. Ele olhava fixamente para a foto de outra mulher. Foi nesse momento que percebi: ele não era frio, ele apenas não tinha sentimentos por mim. Decidi virar o jogo. Enganei Augusto para que assinasse o acordo do divórcio e desapareci completamente da vida dele. Mas, ironicamente, depois que sumi, ele enlouqueceu tentando me encontrar. Quando nos reencontramos, foi no casamento do tio dele. Eu vestia um vestido de noiva branco, e ele, com os olhos vermelhos de raiva, não conseguia de jeito nenhum me chamar de "tia"!

In a world where everyone is consumed with wealth and power, Zaraya Jane Alterano family will stop at nothing to maintain their status. She had to change her sister's place because she ran away from her husband. For power, she lives with Drake Alejo Del Llegado, the husband of her sister. The man who takes his heart and teaches her how to love. But she couldn't fall for him, it's not her. As she embraces the lies, Zaraya must confront her own desires for her sister's husband and the truth about Drake's past. Will their love survive the lies? Will Drake still lover her if he finds out the truth about her identity?

Sabi nga ng iba... Love can be sad and love can be happy. Yena Suarez. Kung magkakaroon man ng katawan ang salitang 'maganda' ay siya na iyon. Noong walong taong gulang pa lamang siya ay alam na niya sa sarili niya na naka takda silang ikasal ng kaniyang matalik na kababata na si Nikko. Masaya naman sila noon, ngunit nang mag laon at namatay ang Ina ni Nikko ay doon nagbago ang pakikitungo nito sa kanya. Lalong lalo na ng malaman niyang may lihim na kasintahan pala si Nikko na matagal na palang ikinukubli nito sa kanya. Nadurog ang puso niya sa nalaman. Tinulungan siya ni Dwight, ang nakakatandang kapatid ni NikkoNikko sa labas. Doon niya pa mas nakilala si Dwight Collymore. Ngunit paano kaya kung malaman niya kung ano ang lihim na matagal ng ikinukubli rin ni Dwight sa dalaga? Paano kung... siya ang Adiksiyon niya?

Cuando llegó el momento de intercambiar los anillos en la boda, mi prometido apenas podía pronunciar el «sí, quiero». Todo porque un antiguo amor había publicado que volvía a estar soltera justo una hora antes. La foto que acompañaba el anuncio era la de un boleto de avión. Su llegada estaba prevista para dentro de una hora. De pronto, mi hermano se adelantó y, sin más, anunció frente a todos que la boda se pospondría. Los dos, bien organizados, me dejaron plantada ahí, en medio de todas las miradas, convirtiéndome en la burla de todos. Yo me mantuve tranquila, mientras veía cómo la exnovia de mi prometido actualizaba su Instagram. En la foto aparecían mi hermano y él, junto a ella, dándole todo lo que se suponía que era para mí. Sonreí con tristeza, respiré hondo, y marqué el número de mis verdaderos padres. —Papá, mamá —dije—, estoy lista para volver a casa… y aceptar el compromiso con la familia Moulin.

"Hypersexuality is not a good thing. It was a need that I had to fill." -Gabe Howard BLURB Bata pa lamang si Dhalia Uson ay nakaranas na ito ng iba't ibang pang-aabuso sa mga kalalakihan. Hanggang sa magdalaga ito'y dala-dala nito ang mapait na karanasan. Ginamit niya ang ganda ng mukha at kakaibang alindog na sadiyang bumabaliw sa mga lalaking naiuugnay sa kaniya. Hanggang isang lalaki ang dumating sa kaniyang buhay. Tinanggap siya nito ng buong-buo at walang pag-aalinlangan. Nahanap niya rito ang tunay respeto at pagmamahal na matagal din niyang inaasam. Ngunit... Sadiya yatang mapagbiro ang tadhana, dahil lalong naging magulo ang mundo ni Dhalia magmula noon. Unti-unting gumuho ang lahat ng pangarap niya sa buhay. Maski ang kaniyang pagkatao na pilit niyang isinasalba ay naiwala niya ng tuluyan...

"Sign the papers, Estella." Marco slid the divorce papers across the mahogany table, his eyes fixed on Claudia, who hovered by his side with a victorious smile. "Did you really think a nobody like you could keep me?" Estella's throat tightened as she forced herself to meet his gaze. The diamond on Claudia's finger caught the light—his best friend now wearing what should have been hers forever. "You should be grateful," Claudia murmured, resting a hand on her belly. "Letting you go is the kindest thing we've done for you." When Estella married into the powerful Valdez family, she believed in love conquering all. Instead, she found herself cast out, Helena Valdez herself showing her the door when Claudia announced her pregnancy. Then Alejandro De Luca appeared—Marco's sworn enemy offering an unexpected proposition. "A contract marriage," he said simply. "You get protection. I get revenge." Together, they plotted to dismantle the very family that had humiliated her. With each calculated move, Estella reclaimed pieces of herself she thought lost forever. But revenge is a dangerous game. As their plan unfolded and tragedy struck, Estella discovered that survival meant more than settling scores—it meant learning to wield her pain as power. The quietest heart, after all, often hides the most dangerous storm.​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

Asha has had a rough go of life, seemingly always ending up in situations that are the opposite of her namesake. She breaks up with her ex a few months prior to halloween and the day of the dead and takes a vow of celibacy that, little does she know, a dead ex has used to bargain his way out of hell. He didn’t come back to become her angel, just emerged from the shadows to drink her light and hopefully turn out her halo. She prays for a guardian angel to hold her through these difficult times but her gift is a territorial demon.

Three years after breaking up because Joe cheated with Liz, Joe and Danielle have to see each other again during a weekend with friends in Innsbruck. Even though Joe wants peace and quiet, and D is focused on getting a in London to escape her clingy ex, their reunion has a big impact. Now, they, along with Joe's sister Sarah, are caught in an emotional roller-coaster. Can they handle it?

Chuck's beloved ex, Ella, got divorced and showed up with her two-year-old daughter. Without asking me, he let Ella and her kid move into our home. Then Ella posted a photo of Chuck holding the child, captioned: [My husband cheated, so I filed for divorce, gave my baby a new dad, and found myself a new husband.] The comments were full of praise: [Real-life boss woman drama!] I had to laugh—so being a homewrecker is what counts as a strong woman now? Chuck didn't see a problem. He even told the child to call me "Momma." "Ella's husband cheated on her. She's raising a kid alone. As a woman, can't you have a little empathy? I'm just helping her out." Well, I had no empathy to give—not for the mistress, and definitely not for the scumbag.