One Direction Second Album

Stephanie Maverick was a poor pretty lady who wanted revenge when her husband left her for his rich second wife. To achieve her revenge, she needed money, power and fame which she didn't have. Hence, she got a job as a nanny in one of the most expensive estates in the country. The pay was very huge, but the job wasn't as easy as had hoped as the kids hated having a nanny, including their hot CEO father who was still mourning the death of his wife. The death of his beloved wife had made him so cold, he disliked his own kids as he blamed her death on them. All he cared about was taking care of his billion-dollar company. But what happens when his childrens' new nanny was too daring? Could his wife truly be dead? How would Stephanie's revenge on her ex - husband play out? And what happens between her, the un-loved kids and their hot CEO father who was the wealthiest in the city? A steamy dramatic romance.

The last thing she saw as she lay down in a pool of her blood was the face of her husband with his arms around a strange woman. His gaze held disgust and so much hatred that she wondered how she never noticed it. Poison. She was poisoned. Lifting her hands weakly, she grasped the only gift he had ever given her. A deep sapphire encrusted ring in the shape of a flower. The edges dug into her palms as she felt the last of her life drifting away from her. She had loved him even more than her own family, her friends, her own self. Setting her eyes on him had been her the start of her first obsession. She gave up everything for his love but only received hate. "You brought this upon yourself" were the last words she heard, then her life was gone like a candle going out. ************************ Susan went back in time just as soon as she was dying, she decides this time to change her destiny and avoid the man who killed her but fate has more in store for her as she still has unsealed feelings for him. Will she change her destiny or will she go back to her cause of death.

My deskmate has been giving me odd looks lately. She's been keeping her distance from me and avoiding me at all costs. It's the same when we go to the cafeteria for lunch or during class. One day, I can't take it anymore. I grab her and ask, "Have I done something to offend you?" She trembles in fear and staggers backward, putting distance between us. Her gaze darts around shiftily. "No, you're not the problem!" Yet after that, she transfers to a different class. I'm confused by this and want to ask her about it, so I head to her new classroom. I stand at the door and watch as she chats leisurely with someone else. Suddenly, she shudders and screams in horror. "This really has nothing to do with you! Please, leave me alone!"

Alex found himself entangled in a destiny, just when he was about to enjoy his teenage days. He reluctantly accepted to save his hometown from a calamity which had been happening for some years. He discovered some secrets in the course of saving his people from the calamity, to his surprise. How on earth is the people he regarded to be his biological parents for eighteen years not his? Will he eventually accept his destiny? Will he embrace his identity? Watch out as secrets unfold.

I was born just one minute after Tiara, but the world treated that one minute as if it lasted a lifetime. She was the star. I was the shadow. She was flawless. I was the afterthought. She was loved. I was forgotten. Even by Reagan de Russo, heir to the wealthiest family in the country and the man I had secretly loved for the past ten years. But to him, there was only Tiara. And when he proposed to her, I knew my quiet little dream had finally died. Until that day came. The day Tiara left him at the altar. The day the world stopped turning for just a second. The day the man who had never even glanced my way, turned to me and asked me to take her place. I knew what I was. An escape. A damage control. A backup plan. And I... I was too tired of being strong. So I said yes. We married. Without love. Without a future. Just a one-year contract and a life of make-believe in front of flashing cameras and watching eyes. But the longer I stayed by his side, the harder it became to tell what was real and what was just part of the performance. Because for the first time... Reagan saw me. But can love truly grow from the ruins of lies, old wounds, and the shadow of a woman who’s always been his first choice? Or will I always be… only the second best?

Madam Pratt, my mother-in-law, was in critical condition after a car accident, desperately needing surgery. However, as the lead surgeon, I—Lilianne Davis—stood by, casually scrolling through short videos on my phone. My best friend, Tiffany Owens, who was also a doctor, was far more anxious than I was. She grabbed my hand and pulled me toward the operating room. “Lily, why are you still stalling? Hurry up and save her!” I took a step back, clutching my stomach in pain as her face twisted in shock. “I have cramps so bad I can’t even stand. You do it.” In my last life, the moment I heard about Madam Pratt’s accident, I had swallowed a painkiller and rushed into surgery, working for hours to stabilize her. I had barely stepped away from the operating table when alarms blared. “Lilianne, what have you done? The patient is experiencing acute hemolysis!” “Call the family now!” Gareth Pratt stormed in, his face twisted with rage. He slapped me hard in the face. “Lil, you’re a professional surgeon, yet you gave my mother the wrong blood transfusion?!” I froze, reaching for Madam Pratt’s medical report to explain, only to find that the A-type blood I had seen before had somehow changed to B-type. The medical board arrived, and a blood test revealed traces of hallucinogens in my system. “Unbelievable! Taking illegal substances before surgery? That’s a cardinal sin for a doctor!” In the chaos, Emma Pratt, Gareth’s teenage sister, grabbed a scalpel and stabbed me multiple times. Blood gushed from my arteries, and I collapsed in a pool of crimson. As my vision faded, I couldn’t understand what had happened. I had never taken illegal drugs. Besides, I was absolutely certain of Madam Pratt’s blood type. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the moment right before stepping into the operating room.

After Stephanie decided to choose to be Stephanie Clark, instead of Rei Miller, she moved on from Lucas Miller and built a happy family with Martin Clark, leaving Luke heartbroken. Cleo Stewart came to Luke’s life and when Luke was ready to build a new family with Cleo, Luke got one chance to be with Stephanie again. Which one Luke will choose? What happened to Martin and Stephanie relations? Jealousy, revenge, lies are testing Luke’s love story……..

The sound of footsteps fell on her ears, forcing her to turn around. Dhruv stood a few inches away, a white towel wrapped around his waist. Water dripped from his hair as he ran a hand through it. When his eyes landed on her, they raked up and down her body and his eyebrow lifted while his lips formed a tiny frown. "What are you wearing?" He said tilting his head. He did not look pleased. "Your t-shirt," said Shanaya and rolled her eyes. "And who gave you the permission to wear it?" "You did yourself when you tore my dress into two pieces." His lips curved in delight at her words but returned back to normal soon enough. "Did I? I don't remember it." He shook his head. "Hmm, blame your rusty mind. What was your intent anyway? To have me walking naked around your house?" He pressed his lips together, attempting but failing to keep the amusement out of his voice. "Maybe. That'd be a nice sight, I must admit." *** Shanaya Arora has lived her life peacefully without any drama, that is until Dhruv Kapoor, her ex decides to make a return after eight years, bringing along with him a storm of desire and a promise of companionship for a lonely soul like hers. Burdened with the weight of her past, Shanaya tries to avoid him, denying Dhruv another chance at breaking her heart. But fate has other plans.

"Tell me why you're so insistent on marrying me.""Because I love you, of course." Celeste York's words are sweet as honey, but her eyes are cold as ice and devoid of emotion.Damon Bishop snorts. No one on this earth has ever had the nerve to treat him as their prey. He admires Celeste's pluck.Yet to his surprise, the day after he turns her down, Damon finds Celeste is able to watch him and his fiancée walk past her without batting an eye.This pisses Damon off. Is this how Celeste acts when she loves someone?

Love is an overrated word, and just like a spell that brainwashes our system, people are bound to search for their true love -- but not in Marion’s case. Her adoptive family, together with her biological father, wants her to have a child of her own. And when the dazzling one hundred billion pesos inheritance is on the line, she will trample her beliefs and desperately search for a man that will give her outstanding genes for her ‘one hundred billion pesos baby.’