Overtoun Bridge นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"Who are you?" tanong ni Arlon habang hawak sa braso ang isang bata na babae. "Let go of me. You scumbag!" The arrival of his daughter awakened a longing for connection and love that he had never known. He loved Charlotte unconditionally but found himself lost, unsure of how to bridge the gap that had formed between them. Umiiyak si Charlotte sa isang kwarto. Puno iyon ng mga laruan na pambata, stuff toys at puno ang closet niya ng magaganda na dress ngunit wala sa mga iyon ang nakakuha ng ngiti at attention ng batang si Charlotte. As fate intertwined their lives, the complexities of love, sacrifice, and the unbreakable bond of family began to unfold. In their journey through the trials of life, would they discover that true strength lies not in perfection, but in the messy, beautiful reality of loving one another? "Wala sa inyo ni Miss Ophelia ang nagmatch ng blood type ng bata. Paano nangyari iyon?" May isang babae ang umiiyak na tumatakbo patungo sa emergency room na talagang kamukha ng nagpakilala na ina ni Charlotte at nakasama niya ng gabi na iyon. Cordelia Monteveros the woman who have a mentally unstable and walang kakayahan makapagsalita. Putikan ang dulo ng suot nito na puting dress at nakapaa. Hinawakan siya ng babae, puno ng pag-aalala at paulit-ulit na hinila ang sleeve niya— gumawa ng mga hand sign language na talagang hindi maintindihan ni Arlon. Nanatili si Arlon na nakatingin sa babae na akala niya na hindi na niya na ulit makikita at doon narealize ni Arlon na nakagawa siya ng malaking pagkakamali. In a world where family ties are tested by secrets, control and power.

I no longer deliver meals to my husband, Zachary Smith—the man who became the factory manager after receiving a scholarship that brought him to the city—since my rebirth. I even make sure to detour using the gate at the factory's north side whenever he uses the southern gate after he finishes his meetings. In my past life, I was fully aware he took me as his wife—a humble country woman—just for the chance to move to the city. Yet, I insisted on becoming his wife, anyway. After all, I was convinced that a person's true affections could be earned and nurtured. Yet, Zachary maintained a constant, formal distance throughout our marriage. He would simply offer me a book the moment I attempted to bridge the gap, saying, "You should study more so that you don't continually attract people's contempt." I got emboldened by the drink as I threw my arms around him, yet he merely accepted the embrace rigidly, whispering, "It's just what married couples do." It wasn't until decades later, as I lay on my deathbed, that I discovered the heartbreaking words in his autobiography. In it, he stated that our entire marriage was like being trapped in a mire and that he never wanted to be with me again if he were to ever be reborn. I felt a searing pain tearing through my heart as I closed my eyes in devastating anguish. When I open my eyes again, I find myself back at the point in time when the gossip about Zachary and Juliana Ziegler, the factory's technician who studied abroad, first began to spread. In this life, I choose not to fight or cause drama. Instead, I am the one who brings up the divorce.

At Manatee high, where wealth whispers through the marble halls and last names open doors, Emma Carter stands out for all the wrong reasons. She’s there on a scholarship — smart, quiet, and completely out of place among the designer uniforms and polished smiles. Her father works long hours as a construction worker, and her mother’s absence still echoes through every choice she makes. All Emma wants is to survive senior year unnoticed. Connor Hayes Charming, confident, and born into old money, he moves through school like he owns it — because, in a way, he does. But behind the perfect image lies someone quietly restless, bored of the shallow routines and expectations his family forces on him. When a class project throws Emma and Connor together, their worlds collide. What starts as polite conversation turns into stolen glances, late-night talks, and moments that make Emma question everything she’s been taught about people like him. For the first time, Connor finds someone who doesn’t care about his last name — someone who sees him. But no everyone is happy about it ,The whispers start. And soon, Emma isn’t sure if she’s part of Connor’s world — or just an experiment in rebellion. As emotions deepen, the line between love and heartbreak blurs. Emma learns that privilege comes with its own cages, and Connor realizes that sincerity can’t be bought. Together, they must decide whether what they have can survive the pressure of judgment, jealousy, and fear — or if love alone isn’t enough to bridge two very different worlds. “Emma and Connor” is a coming-of-age romance about class, courage, and finding where you belong — even when the world tells you that you don’t.

"Everyone expects me to be Ari thunderbolt Black, the future of the Bayblue pack…pride of his parents…hero! Role model! Savior! It is too much and I cracked, okay?..." ** The last thing Ari, an Alpha wolf needs was another broken thing to fix but the moon goddess had other plans for him by presenting a long awaited mate in a form of his baby brother's suicidal girlfriend. Will Ari take up the biggest challenge of his life by taking on the responsibility of keeping someone who has no intention of being alive safe or will he take the much deserved rest and lose his chance at love forever? Every choice has consequences! Even a good man can make the bad choice. Excerpt from book. "Say what you must but it is a beautiful day to die" "Can you give me my father's car keys before you do that?!" I yelled at her "I can hear the river below the bridge calling my name, telling me it was time to come home. It is almost music to my ears" "I don't care! Just give me the car keys!" I yelled at her. "I am almost free" I was standing very close to her now. "Give me the keys, Aniston" She smiled." Aren't you going to talk me down?" "No" I stated as a matter of fact. Aniston turned around. "Ouch! Seriously dude, you suck at talking people down. You should leave. Today was supposed to be peaceful but you are messing it up for me. You are messing my whole plan up. Whether I choose to live or die is entirely my choice, sir. let me make it in peace" "I am warning you. My keys or I am pushing you over myself!" I warned her.

The Mad Donna He Never Really Married For three years, I was Donna of the rising Valenti family. One day, Enzo was holding a meeting at a private cigar club. I worried about his stomach issues, so I went to bring him his usual antacids. Standing outside the private room, I heard his men laughing. “Don Enzo, are you really going to keep Clara hidden away at the Silver Lake villa forever?” “That mad Moretti heiress in the main house is still parading around as Donna of the Valenti family.” Enzo rubbed the bridge of his nose and scoffed. “If she hadn’t taken a bullet to the head for me and gone insane, and if I hadn’t desperately needed her family’s capital, I never would have married a woman with no blood ties to the life.” “But Clara is my legal wife. The family trust, the marriage certificate at City Hall, it’s all in her name.” “Stella’s just a plaything I keep at the main house. Once Clara gives birth to an heir, I’ll bring her home for good.” My knuckles turned white as I squeezed the small box of medicine, the cardboard crumpling in my hand. He had exchanged blood oaths and rings with me in the church, yet it was Clara who had signed the papers at City Hall. He played me for a fool, all to keep Clara’s reputation clean. Clutching the box, I turned and melted back into the shadows. He had no idea my sanity had returned three days ago. He would never guess I had already sent an encrypted message to my brother, who runs a business empire from our home in Solaria, far across the sea. I was done with this goddamn Valenti title.

Grace Fiona Caliz was born into wealth but lived in a nightmare. May malaki siyang peklat sa left face. She have buised by the cruelty of her stepmother and stepsister, she was a prisoner in her own home. When her father fell into a coma, the abuse turned deadly. Shot and thrown off a bridge by Hailey and her mother Teresa, Grace was left for dead. But Grace didn't die. Rescued and reborn as the stunning, flawless Sidney Galix, she returns with a cold heart and mission to take back everything that was stolen. Her first move? Infiltrating Hailey life as her personal bodyguard. Her second? Seducing Kalix Cross Desmond, the man Hailey is set to marry to save the company of Grace father. Ngunit hindi lang basta paghihiganti ang pakay nya. She’s playing a dangerous game where one wrong move could cost her everything. Habang dumadaan ang mga araw bilang bodyguard ni Hailey, unti-unting nabubura ang linya sa pagitan ng kanyang disguise at ng kanyang tunay na nararamdaman. She was supposed to be a heartless and cold Pero sa bawat titig at bawat pagkakataon na kailangan niyang lumapit kay Kalix Cross Desmond, unti unting natutunaw ang yelo sa kanyang puso. Kalix is a man who gets what he wants, and right now, his eyes are fixed on the mysterious woman guarding his fiancee. Grace knows she should stay focused on her mission. Kailangan niyang bawiin ang dangal ng kanyang ama at sirain ang mga taong kumuha nito. Pero paano kung ang lalaking dapat niyang gamitin bilang sandata ang siya ring nagiging kahinaan niya?. Sa gitna ng paghihiganti, Grace finds herself trapped in a web of her own making. Will she choose the justice she’s craved for years, or the love that threatens to burn her world down?"

No, you must want something, anything. If you can really help me get revenge on David and Lana, I can't just let you do it for free". Ethan went quiet for a while. I held my breath waiting for what his request might be. "You're right I do want something". He said after thinking for few minutes "What?" I asked slowly. " Until you get your revenge on David, Lana and every other person you want, you will live here". " Wha... What are you saying? ". I stammered hoping he wasn't saying what I thought he was saying. Ethan moved his face closer to mine be was so close, our nose almost touched. " I want you to be with me! " ... After a devastating divorce with the man she had been married to for over three years, Rachel thought her life was over. Her family disowned her, they wanted nothing to do with her anymore and she couldn't blame them. She had just divorced David Hart, one of the top successful bachelors in the country and heir to the Hart industries. But they would never understand that she didn't divorce him, he divorced her after she caught him cheating on her with her god-damned best friend! Rachel was just about to end everything by jumping off a bridge when she was saved by the most unexpected person. The boy she once bullied severally in highschool because he always wore ugly glass and was from a poor background, how come that glass make him so hot now? Why was he helping her get revenge on ex-husband who is trying to make her life even more miserable? And most important how did he get so handsome? What exactly does he want from her?

My older sister Seraphina had always been the center of attention in New York's Upper East Side. Everyone worshiped her, protected her. At the Montgomery charity gala, my father asked we to choose our future husband in front of every powerful family in New York. Seraphina smiled and generously let me choose first. But this time, I said no. In my past life, I truly thought she cared about me. I followed her suggestion and married Declan Thorne, a man whose immune system had failed after a car crash. He had been confined to a wheelchair for years, and people whispered that he was worthless. I surrendered my place in the family and became his nurse, his support, the only thing keeping him from complete loneliness. But no matter how hard I tried, I could never reach his heart. Then, at Seraphina’s gender reveal party, Declan stood up from his wheelchair in front of everyone. "Brielle,I felt nothing for you. You were just a way for me to get closer to Sera." The silence lasted only a second before the room turned on me. Every whisper, every stare, every hidden laugh made me feel like the biggest fool in New York. That night, I rushed out of the party and drove away before anyone could see me break down. On the bridge, my hands shook so badly that the car spun out of control and crashed through the railing. I made ninety-nine calls before the river swallowed the car completely, and every single one went unanswered. Three days later, they found me trapped beneath the water, already suffocated in the wreckage. Then I opened my eyes, and I was back at the gala where my father had planned to announce our engagements. This time, I picked no one.

“Give me one reason, Liv.” He stalked toward me, cornering me against the edge of the desk. “One good reason why I shouldn’t bend you over this desk and f*ck you senseless.” My breath caught. “This is wrong, Damon. So wrong.” I pressed my palms flat against his chest, trying to create space. “You’re my brother-in-law…” “Not yet, love,” he whispered, fingers curling around my waist possessively. “You’re still engaged to him, but the man you’ll be getting married to…” Two fingers slipped into my heat, making me gasp. “…is me.” I should’ve walked away. I should’ve resisted. But I couldn't forget what it felt like to be his. * Olivia have the perfect life. The perfect fiancé. Marcus is everything she thought she wanted—sweet, charming, dependable. Safe. She thought she have it all figured out... Until the night of her engagement party, when she comes face-to-face with Damon—her ex. The man who had broken, damaged and left her for ruin, three years ago. The man she’s about to call brother-in-law. Now, old wounds rip open. Feelings she thought she buried, clawed their way back to the surface. And the man she once loved? He isn’t asking this time. Damon wants her back. And he’ll burn every bridge, including the one with his own brother—to make her his again. NOTE TO READERS: This is a dark, emotional, and scorching hot love story. It features a possessive anti-hero, messy family drama, emotional trauma, and morally gray decisions. If you’re looking for a soft romance with flowers and sunshine, this might not be it. But if you crave forbidden passion, flawed characters, and a love story that burns through betrayal and pains… Welcome to Olivia and Damon’s world.

Sabi nila, relationships come and go but friendship stays forever. Kaya para kela Julian at Belinda, kahit may namumuong spark sa pagitan nila, mas mahalaga ang kanilang pinagsamahan mula pagkabata. Bakit mo nga naman isusugal ang panghabambuhay na pagkakaibigan para sumubok sa walang kasiguraduhang pag-ibig? But values and boundaries become blurred when the heart is vulnerable. Kaya noong gabing nabasag ang puso ni Julian dahil sa hiwalayan ng kaniyang ex-girlfiriend, si Belinda ang sumalo sa bawat piraso nito. Drunk, hurting, and seeking comfort, Julian crossed the line, and Belinda let him. Ang gabing ito ang naging saksi ng mapusok na pag-iibigan na matagal nilang ipinagkait sa sarili. Ngunit kinabukasan, ang malamig na katotohanan ang agad ding gumising sa kanila. “It was a mistake,” pag-amin ni Julian. Lubos na nasaktan si Belinda sa narinig, at hindi niya maatim na patawarin si Julian when that ‘mistake’ left her pregnant. So Belinda packed her bags and disappeared, carrying a secret that would redefine who they were. Seven years later, sinubok silang muli ng tadhana. Julian crosses paths with Belinda and a six-year-old child who looks exactly like him. Unti-unting nabunyag ang sikreto, ngunit mabilis na sumiklab ang galit na nararamdaman nila para sa isa’t isa, as if the trust they spent a lifetime building is gone. But their son has other plans. Longing for the father he never knew, the little boy becomes the unexpected bridge between two estranged hearts, encouraging them to risk all that they have for a second chance. Kaya ba ng inosenteng pagmamahal ng kanilang anak na hilumin ang malalalim na sugat ng kanilang nakaraan? Or will the seven years of secrets keep them from becoming the family they were always meant to be?