Old Wounds

I've dated Andrew Carter, my surgeon boyfriend, for seven years. We plan 66 weddings, and he cancels every single one for Selena Merrick. The first time, Selena botched a patient's injection. "Wait for me," he said, and I waited the entire day. The second time, she slipped and fell in the shower. We were just about to exchange rings, but he ditched me at the altar without a second thought, leaving me to face the ridicule from the guests. For all 65 weddings I held, Selena always found an excuse to lure Andrew away. At the 65th wedding, she claimed her dog was dying and threatened to take her life. My mom collapsed from stress-induced angina, yet Andrew still ran to Selena. Afterward, he kneels and begs us for forgiveness. "Selena is just a pitiful orphan, but you're the one I'll always love," he declares. I give him one last chance, yet he never fails to disappoint me. That is it. I break up with Andrew and join Doctors without Borders. Goodbye. Let's never meet again.

‘เขา’ ท้าทาย และเธอก็อยากได้… ส่วน ‘เธอ’ เหมือนกับน้ำจิ้มรสเด็ด…ที่ใคร ๆก็ต้องถามหา แต่กลับไม่ใช่เขา…

Angelica Demonista Sanchez Smith, nag-iisang anak ng isa sa top businesswoman sa mundo. Isa siyang nerd o jologs kung tawagin ngunit sa kabila nito ay may bagay na hindi pangkaraniwan itong ginagawa. Hindi lang din siya basta isang anak ng mayaman, may iba pang kinabibilangan ang kaniyang angkan. Mayroon din siyang masalimuot na nasaksihan mismo ng dalawa niyang mata. Paghihiganti, ito ang gusto niyang gawin para mabigyan ng katarungan ang pagkawala ng kaniyang ama, naniniwala siyang wala itong kasalanan. Ngunit, magbabago kaya ang kaniyang isip? O mananaig pa rin ang kaniyang kagustuhan na maghiganti para sa ama? O may iba pa kaya siyang gusto?

He killed my father. Then he married me. On our wedding night, Alessandro Romano handed me a gun. "Shoot me, or let me fuck you like you're mine.”I should have pulled the trigger. Instead, I let him tear my dress off. Let him back me against the door. Let him put his fingers inside me while he whispered every filthy thing he wanted to do to my body. I came so hard I saw stars. Then I found the police report. Proof he murdered my father when I was twelve. Proof he's been watching me ever since. I ran. Got pregnant with his baby. Hide in my stepbrother's house. Big mistake. Now the monster who gave me the best orgasm of my life is hunting me down. And my body won't stop remembering how good his hands felt on my throat.

She has made us proud and today she will make history. Her name is Jedidiah Aaro. Come up to the throne and receive your crown my daughter.” There was a sudden hush in the entire hall. For a second, even I thought I had heard wrong and just stood rooted to my spot, a frown etched in my face, my brows furrowed. Jedidiah? Someone suddenly pushed past me and I almost fell If I hadn't stood my ground, only for me to watch as Jedidiah cat walked towards the throne. Her outfit, unlike the suit I had worn was a skimpy revealing gown with pink stiletto heels. She sat down proudly on the throne and right before my very eyes, my father lifted the crown- MY crown and placed it right on her head. The crowd resumed cheering, but this time it wasn't as cheerful and loud as it was before. Infact, it felt like they were being forced to give the mandatory standing ovation. I was still rooted to my spot, hoping and believing everything was a dream, but it wasn't. My step sister, Jedidiah was sitting on the throne, wearing the crown. Alpha Jedidiah? What a joke.

"Huwag kang umasa na mamahalin kita. Hindi 'yon mangyayari." -Dr. Love Andrei Lee Dr. Love Andrei Lee had it all: fame, a brilliant doctor and a charismatic professor, beloved by his family and admired by his students. Even his future seemed perfectly crafted with an arranged marriage to the graceful model, Euphrosyne Saoirse Arcanway a.k.a "Ishay". Ngunit bago pa man niya ito makilala ay nahulog na siya sa ibang babae, dahilan para ikansel niya ang engagement at balewalain ang kaniyang mana. Then, fate delivered a crashing blow. On the day he proposed, his world collapsed—his girlfriend left him, choosing her career overseas, leaving him in pieces. Shattered and humiliated, Love Andrei found himself forced back into the arranged marriage he had once rejected. But his broken heart twisted into something darker nang mapag-alaman na si Ishay ang dahilan ng pakikipaghiwalay at paglayo ng kaniyang dating nobya. In his eyes, Ishay was not only his unwanted bride but the villain in his story. With a heart hardened by loss and bitterness, he turned their marriage into a battleground, determined to make Ishay's life a living nightmare.

Right before the SAT, our scatterbrained airheaded group favourite, the school belle, Priscilla Ashford, volunteers herself to safeguard everyone's admission tickets. My firm refusal of her offer earns me the displeasure of my childhood sweetheart, Justin Kylemark. "You're picking on her again," he says. I ignore his rebuke. On the exam day itself, I personally double-checked every single admission ticket to make sure nothing could go wrong. However, the moment Priscilla gets hers from me, she burst into tears, claiming that I lost her ticket. Justin snatched my admission ticket and tore it to shreds. I run until my legs give out, barely managing to get it reissued before the bus leaves. However, my classmates all kicked me off the bus together. "You lost Priscilla's admission ticket. Do you think you deserve to sit for the exam?" They carry with them the exam prediction I had prepared for them. Thanks to that, they each achieve excellent scores. I have no choice but to repeat the year and become the top scorer. By then, Justin and my other classmates, who are already in prestigious universities and colleges, all return together. They produce fake evidence, accusing me of cheating in the exam. Unable to defend myself, a candidate who flunked the exam poured gasoline on me and set me on fire. When I open my eyes once more, I see myself handing the admission tickets over to Priscilla… except for my own.

Diego strolled into his apartment, his heels clinking softly against the marble floor. He tossed his blonde wig on the couch, and his soft fingers propelled forward to count the dollar bills in his hands. “You're out crossdressing again?” His uncle, Roberto, a tall imposing figure with gray streaks on his hair walked into the room. “I might just have the perfect job for you,” Roberto chuckled softly and tossed a gun at Diego. “What?!” Diego's breath hitched in his throat as he swallowed the weight of the mission his uncle proposed. Cross dressing was one thing that Diego did with ease. There was no way he could do what his uncle requested; assassinating the infamous mafia lord of the Rocco empire. He stood in front of a mirror, holding the gun that Roberto had handed to him. There was no way that this soft and delicate hand could pull a trigger. Diego didn't expect that the mafia lord he was set up against was going to be a man who'll make his heart flutter. He tried to resist, bracing himself to complete his mission. But things only got heated when he found himself “entangled in the rival's hold.”

Be a Billionaire and good looks is not a guarantee that Nicholas Alistair's love story will run. Feeling very disappointed because his previous fiancé had betrayed him, Nicholas closed his mind and acted cool. He thinks women are creatures to be avoided. However, this caught the attention of an assistant named Kimberly. She, who had just taken up the position of Nicholas's private assistant, had a secret love. The cool and indifferent attitude shown by Nicholas made the young woman very challenged to crush the mind of her boss. Can Kimberly, a young woman full of secrets, crush Nicholas's mind as cool as ice in Antarctica?

"Please, don't do this, I have a husband... I am married" Ash begged with her joined hands while walking backward. Tears streamed down her cheeks, blurring her vision. In a snap, his handsome face contorted in distaste and his eyes lost all their warmth. "Not tonight! Tonight you are mine. And ONLY MINE," he paced towards her like a predator. "Michael...Michael..." Ash shouted her husband's name as her back hit the cold wall. He started caressing her cheek with his knuckles. He leaned forward and whispered in her ears "he has sold you to me, for tonight. So, tonight the only name you are allowed to take is mine. And believe me, angel, I'll make sure you scream my name while I'll do things to you that I have been wanting to do with you since the moment I saw you" He said in his raspy voice. He had been imagining this moment since the day he had laid his eyes on her. And finally, he got her. Daniel slammed his bow-shaped hungry lips on her soft plumpy ones just after finishing his sentence. She squeezed her eyes shut letting tears tumble out.