Our Love Runs Deep Like A Chevy

> “Stay still, Little Thorn… I want to taste you slowly.” His voice was velvet and ruin. His mouth, a weapon. And I—fool that I was—leaned closer. Before death wore a suit and called itself a lover, I used to believe in beauty. Before the blood. Before the runes. Before I painted the image that killed my parents—I believed my art could save me. Now I know better. I was just weeks from graduating when the painting came to me like a fever. I didn’t choose it. I didn’t plan it. My hands moved, possessed, dragging symbols I’d never seen and a face I’d never forgotten—his. Eyes red as wine. A crown pierced with thorns. And a girl in the center… me. Offering herself. I signed it with a mark I didn’t recognize. I sold it to a stranger. And days later, my parents were dead—no wounds, no reason, just... gone. The police said stress. I say fate. Now I’m being hunted by a world I didn’t know existed. Vampires with ancient courts and older grudges. Symbols that whisper in my blood. And Lucien D’Aragon—the vampire who says I summoned him with my brushstroke. That I belong to him. He says I’m his prophecy. His ruin. His Little Thorn. But I’m not just prey. Something is waking in me. Something hungry. Something I was never meant to survive. If I give in, I lose everything. If I fight, I might finally learn the truth. About my art. About my bloodline. About what really happened that night. And why he keeps whispering that I was painted for ruin... but made for him.

After an accident and miscarriage, Hansel Saddler and I are so devastated that we're both diagnosed with depression. For the next five years, I try my best to act like I'm normal as I care for him and try to cheer him up. This lasts until I overhear him speaking to the psychologist at the clinic's door. "Work's been getting busy lately, and pretending to be depressed makes it inconvenient to deal with that. Can you change my diagnosis to manic disorder?" The psychologist giggles. "You have been quite manic lately, darling. You've been making me feel really sore down there." "I can make you feel even more sore now." Then, I hear moans and groans. It turns out everything I've done over the past five years is nothing but a joke. I pull up my conversation with Colin Foster. "I agree to undergo secluded treatment deep in the mountains abroad."

"System, I request to leave the mission world." The summoned system quickly appeared. "Ms. Young, your request has been approved. You have half a month to say goodbye to your family in this world." With that said, the system disappeared again. Andrea Young paused for a long time at the mention of the word "Family" before slowly looking toward the family photo on the table beside her. In the photo, her husband and son were each lovingly kissing her cheeks. The happiness captured in that moment suddenly left her stunned. No one knew Andrea was on a mission. Ten years ago, the system brought her into this world to win the heart of Gabriel Fulton, the crown prince of Capital City. They went from attending school together to the wedding altar over the past decade. She not only completed her mission, but also fell in love with the target of her mission.

My CEO husband, Clayton Lockwood, was convinced I was a gold digger. Every time he went to comfort his first love during her depressive episodes, he would buy me a limited-edition bag. After half a year of marriage, my walk-in closet was filled with them. After giving ninety-nine bags, he noticed I had changed. I no longer cried my heart out or argued until I was hoarse when he visited his first love. I also did not brave the storm and cross the city anymore just because he said he wanted to see me. I only asked him for a rosary for our unborn child. When I mentioned our child, Clayton’s gaze softened. “Once Ruby’s condition improves, we’ll go to the hospital for a checkup first, then get a rosary.” I obediently agreed. Little did he know that I had a miscarriage ten days earlier. I had also prepared a divorce agreement that was ready for his signature.

Xander Savage plays with footballs. Freya Woods plays with hearts. The other plays to win, one plays for fun. Xander is the campus football champion, gentle, gorgeous, misunderstood. Everyone thinks he’s a player, but he’s actually the only good boy in school. Freya is the campus play girl, bold, wild. When fate throws them together, sparks fly…Neither knows their souls have met before…long ago, in another life, where they loved passionately and broke disastrously. But this time? They’re destined to rewrite their ending…can they actually re write the stars? LOVE ME LIKE A CHAMPION is a reincarnation campus romance about a boy who loves too deeply and a girl who’s terrified to be loved.

Elara Wright married her highschool crush but it doesn't mean they love each other. Her step-mother sold her to the Spencer Group of Company. It seems to Elara that her dream has finally came true because she's tying the knot with her long time crush. But little did she know it is not a happy marriage that awaits her. Will she be able to regain a happy life? Will she be able to taste freedom? What if she'll be reborn again, will she repeat the same mistake she did many years ago?

After Leo Carter’s older brother passed away, his mother proposed that he marry his late brother’s pregnant wife, Ariel Sullivan. Leo refused. “Fawn is my life,” he said coldly. “I’d rather give up inheriting my brother’s position as the don than ever betray my wife.” I was deeply moved by his devotion. That was until I accidentally overheard a conversation between Leo and his mother. “The child in Ariel’s womb is clearly yours,” his mother said sharply. “So why won’t you marry her?” Leo exhaled a cloud of smoke. His gaze drifted somewhere far away, unreadable. “I promised Ariel I’d leave my brother with an heir,” he said calmly. “But this stays between us. If Fawn ever finds out, I’m dead.” His mother’s expression darkened. “So what if she finds out? She can’t even have children herself. Are you going to end the family bloodline because of her?” Leo cut her off, his voice suddenly cold and dangerous. “If she finds out, she will leave me. And I can’t survive losing her. If you want a grandson, then keep your mouth shut.” I stumbled away in a daze, and the blood in my veins slowly turned cold. Leo understood me better than anyone. He knew that in my world, love could not tolerate a betrayal. So the moment he betrayed me, I made my decision. I was leaving.

" Kapag nasa kakahuyan ka na, tumakbo ka lang. Huwag kang hihinto at higit sa lahat huwag kang lilingon." Ang nagbabadyang luha ni Estella ay tuluyan ng kumawala na sa kanyang mga mata nang bitawan ni Lucas ang mga salitang iyon. Pakiramdam niya mapupunit ang kanyang puso habang naiisip niyang hindi na niya ito makikita pa kailanman. Ito na ang huli at wala siyang magagawa. Hinaplos niya ang maamo nitong mukha. Kitang-kita niya ang lungkot at pait sa abuhin nitong mga mata.  " Ngunit paano ka?Natatakot ako sa gagawin nila sayo kapag nalaman nilang tinulungan mo akong makatakas. Ayokong mawala ka sakin, Lucas. Ayakong-" Hindi niya natapos ang sasabihin ng siniil siya ng binata ng matamis na halik. Ninamnam niya ang nitong labi. Tahimik niyang naipanalangin na hindi na matapos ang halik na iyon kahit na alam niyang impossible. " Mahal kita," anito at dinala kanyang mga kamay sa matipunong dibdib nito. Ramdam niya sa kaniyang palad ang ritmo ng pagtibok ng puso ng binata. "Makakalimutan ka man ng aking isip pero patuloy na titibok ang puso ko para sayo." " A-anong ibig mong sabihin?." Natigilan ang dalawa ng may marinig silang mga yabag mula sa di kalayuan. Umaalingawngaw di ang kanilang mga boses.   " Malapit na sila. Tumakbo ka na at iwan mo na ako dito. " " P-pero..." pagsusumamo ni Estella sa binata. " Lilituhin ko sila upang mabigyan ka ng oras na makatakas dito. Diretsuhin mo lang ang kakahuyan at igigiya ka nito sa pangpang kung nasaan naghihintay ang isang bangka. Gamitin mo iyon upang makatawid sa kabilang isla." Niyakap niya ang binata ng mahigpit  bago tuluyang tumakbo papunta sa madilim na kakahuyan. Tanging ang liwanag ng buwan ang nagpapaninag sa kanyang dinaraanan. Hindi siya tumigil kahit na narinig niya ang napagsigaw ni Lucas sa di kalayuan. 

Blurb: Ethan never expected to fall for the one person he shouldn’t, his charming, successful stepfather, Nathan. Their love is a secret, hidden from his mother and sister, but when a jealous ex and a scheming rival start digging into their lives, keeping it that way becomes harder. As truths unravel and lines are crossed, Ethan and Nathan must decide, fight for what they have or let the world tear them apart.

While working with the search and rescue team to save people trapped in an earthquake, an aftershock suddenly struck. Without hesitation, I pushed a hospital intern, Serena, out of the way. However, the force of the movement sent me to the ground, where a steel rod pierced my back, leaving me unable to move. When the aftershock ended, my husband, Derrick, came down with the others. Yet, instead of coming to me, he rushed to cradle Serena, who only had a few scrapes. Then he turned to glare at me. “What are you still sitting there for? Are you dead? Serena’s hurt, and you can’t even help her up?!” I was in so much pain I could barely speak, only able to force out a faint sound. “Honey, I… I’ve got a steel rod in my back… Please… help me.” Serena suddenly burst into tears in fear. “Mr. Nelson, I was so scared. Just now, Ms. Jones pushed me forward. If I hadn’t shifted direction, that huge rock would’ve crushed me!” Derrick, furious, shouted at me. “Gwen! You’re a doctor! What about your ethics? Your humanity?” Tears streamed down my face as I shook my head. “I didn’t. Please, just save me. I really can’t move…” One of the medical team members who came down with him checked my condition and looked worried. “Director Nelson, the steel rod seems to have pierced her spine. If we don’t treat her now, there’s a risk of paraplegia!” However, Derrick yanked him aside. “Save her? Let her walk herself! Gwen, we’re saving lives right now. If you want to act, I’ll put on a show with you when we get home! “Serena’s injured. Since there’s only one stretcher, we’re taking her up. You can walk up on your own.” His cold, departing back left me in utter despair.