Our Yesterday's Escape

Reyona's world shattered when she learned that her husband of eight years did not only have a mistress, but they had three children together! To top it off, her husband had been stealing from their joint account to leave the country with his other family! Reyona threw all her beliefs out the window as she set out to take revenge on the man who took her for a fool and everyone involved. Her plans got glitched when she became involved with Maxwell Rohan, the roguish stepbrother of her husband's mistress. Will Reyona see her revenge through, or will messy feelings hinder her? Found out as this hate-at-first-sight story unravels with lots of intrigues and unexpected plots, peppered with the antics of an entitled, shameless man!

Zara has always been afraid of living. Her father had abused her in ways that left her broken. She feared that once she experience true happiness her father would destroy it. He had taken everything from her even her innocence. Until everything changed. She blossomed under the care of Mr. Red . An Italian billionaire mafia boss/tech genius. He claimed her but to what extent? What will Mr. Red do when the woman who was meant to be his queen is the daughter of a man who killed his father?

At the parent-teacher conference, Emery Carey's essay, My CEO Mom, won first place, earning thunderous applause from the class. But the mood soured when my daughter ran to me in tears, her cheeks marked with red handprints. "Emery hit me again. He said I don't belong in his class and spat in my face." I scooped her up and marched to the teacher to demand answers. The teacher brushed it off. "It's just kids' horseplay. Don't blow it out of proportion. Emery's mother is the CEO of Mills Group. Get the picture and pull your kid out. Don't affect the mood." I froze, shocked by the absurdity. Then I dialed my lawyer. "Prepare the divorce agreement. Olivia is leaving with nothing." She'd been using my money to fund her lover and his son. That betrayal would not go unpunished.

"kill them.." "kill them all... Bring out everyone's heart... Burn everything so that no one can escape from here.." "Please have mercy on us we are willing to serve you as your slaves. "Slaves Hahahaha.. 'God' did you see I am having fun you have taken away my mother I will take away your children. "Worship me, humans." [ VAMPIRES AND LUST ARE A COMMON COMBINATION SO some chapters may have explicit scenes but if in case anyone has any problem please skip this novel ] when a vampire is more obsessed with a girl than his thirst for blood In the year 1950 a terrible massacre was going on in a village A pureblood vampire was standing there enjoying this massacre Not too far away he saw a woman was fighting with many vampires all alone like a 'one-man army..' Anyone who sees her once can tell that she must be a witch but the pureblood thinks she is not a witch. ************** She tasted sweet like oranges liquid sunshine in my mouth as we kissed our tongues playing together ''Darling why your lips were swollen Did anything bite your lips," smirking Majesty held her close.

They say betrayal cuts deepest when it comes from the one you love. Larissa learned that the hard way. One slip of the tongue. Four deadly words. “It was an accident.” In a moment of blind trust, Larissa took the fall for a crime she didn’t commit—believing her fiancé would fix it. Instead, he turned his back on her and watched her get locked away. Now out on parole and drowning in shame, Larissa’s last chance at justice comes from the last man she should trust—his brother. Cold. Calculated. Dangerous. Everything about him screams don’t play his game. But he wants revenge just as much as she does. And he has a plan that starts with one forbidden rule: Marry me, and we ruin him together. Trusting a Patterson destroyed her once. Trusting another might cost her more than just her freedom. But this time, Larissa isn’t playing to survive—she’s playing to win. Because love is messy. Loyalty is dead. And revenge? That’s the most forbidden game of all.

Ranie Oleen Nach, also known as NYX, is a master assassin who kills people without leaving a trace. One day, NYX was proclaimed dead without a trace, leaving three questions unanswered: when, why, and how did she die? Dhruv Ugo Mace is a former police officer who is haunted by the memories of his first love, Ranie Oleen Nach. Dhruv is still suspicious of her death as the evidence gathered was insufficient to declare her death as natural. But just as he was about to give up looking for her, a mysterious lady applied to be his secretary, and he sees his first love in the woman but believes it's impossible, but what if they're the same person?

Ruby gave John six years of loyalty, only to be repaid with lies and betrayal. When she finally gathered the courage to walk away, John thought she’d come crawling back. Instead, she turned heads by marrying someone John could never match—a dominant, powerful Alpha hockey star with the money, fame, and strength to protect what John discarded. Now, as John watches Ruby in the arms of the man he’ll never measure up to, his regret consumes him. But Ruby isn’t the same heartbroken girl anymore—she’s the woman every Alpha wants, and the one John will never win back.

After Olivia lost all that she has from the ill-willed people around her, she felt betrayed and lost her faith in everything. She wanted revenge, so she prayed to the gods of the underworld to help her using an incantation she found in the attic of her childhood home. But what she got is not what she asked for. Instead of getting the revenge she wanted, what came to her is a devilishly handsome man named Azazel, who claims to be a Demon Prince. The man promised that he will help her with the vengeance she wanted to happen, but in return, she has to bear him a child. Desperate, vengeful, and filled with anguish, Olivia agrees to the deal, sealing her destiny as the demon’s mate.

“Kael…please…make it fast. I want you.” ungol ko. At ginawa nga ni Kael, mabilis siyang gumalaw sa ibabaw ko, at sa sobrang bilis niya gusto ko na siyang tumigil lalo na’t mabigat ang paghawak niya sa baywang ko habang binabayo ako. “Kael…stop, ” Hindi natapos ang sasabihin ko nang bigla siyang tumigil. Tumayo siya, mabigat ang bawat galaw. Nakatitig lang sa sahig. “Kael?” mahina kong tanong. Tahimik siya at saka dahan-dahan siyang tumingin sa akin. “Solene,” sabi niya, kalmado. “Let’s get a divorce.” Parang may sumabog sa tenga ko. “Ano?” halos hindi ko marinig ang boses ko. “Ano’ng sinabi mo?” Tuwid ang tindig niyang sumagot. “I already talked to my lawyer.” Huminga ako nang malalim, pilit na pinapaklam ang sarili ko. “Bakit?” “She’s sick.” Tumigil siya sandali bago tumingin sa akin. “Si Natalyn… she only has six months left.” Namilog ang mga mata ko. “So?” “She wants to spend her last days as my wife.” Walang pagbabago sa tono niya. “After that… I’ll come back to you.” Napangiti ako. Mapait. “Babalik ka?” bulong ko. “Para ka lang aalis sa bakasyon.” “Please, Solene.” Mahina pero mariin. “She’s dying. Don’t make this harder.” Natahimik ako. Ang hangin sa pagitan naming dalawa ay mabigat. Ang mga kamay kong kanina’y nakayakap sa kanya, ngayo’y nakalapat sa kama, nakakuyom. Anong kahibangan ito? Hindi pa kami tapos sa ginagawa namin pero bigla nalang siyang titigil at isang nakakagulat na balita ang sasabihin sa akin?

I was a top-tier heart surgeon. The kind they gave a government-issued black SUV with diplomatic plates—armored, red-light-skipping, cleared-for-anything kind of ride. I parked it at my fiancé Marco Varonetti's place so he could keep it in shape. Bad call. One day, I got an emergency call: heart transplant for the Chancellor—yeah, that Chancellor, the one with state secrets ticking inside him. I rushed over to Marco's to grab the car. Right as I was about to leave, some rando slid into the back seat like she owned it. "Mall first. I need a mani," she barked. "Then get the ice cream Marco ordered. If it melts, I'll kill you." Excuse me? "This is my car," I said, trying to stay chill. "I've got a critical airport run. You need to get out." She rolled her eyes. "You're just the driver. Open those eyes and check the plate." Then the maid chimed in. "Everyone knows Mr. Varonetti takes Ms. Caro out in this car. Nobody says a word." I froze. Marco used my federally issued SUV... to chauffeur her? This wasn't just messy. This was criminal.