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"Don't try to get away from me little hellcat." His voice is soft and pressing, but his eyes, they bleed black again. "Let go, just please let me go." My voice breaks and tears stream down my face, there is no way out of this, no escape, no freedom, no nothing. - To save her father's life from a dept collector, Nikki agrees to marry the man. She soon finds out he is very different from anything she ever imagined. Thrown into a new world, a new family and a new life, how will she cope? Will she find love in this new place and when push comes to shove, will she fight for her new family? Trigger warnings: This novel contains intense scenes of violence, doubtful consent, kidnapping, abuse and a male lead so morally deranged you can't help but love him.

When my husband accompanies his childhood sweetheart to the vet to treat her pet fish, my son accidentally spills his drink on her. My husband watches as his childhood sweetheart's eyes redden. Then, he slaps my son hard and throws a stack of cash at him. "This is your chance to make up for your mistakes. Buy Wendy a dress—make sure it's white!" My son dries his tears while holding onto the money. He roams the streets, searching for a white dress in the middle of the night. When he finally finds one, he ends up getting beaten to death by some drunk hooligans. Even in death, he clutches the bloodied skirt tightly. I burst into tears of despair as I hold onto his body and call my husband over a dozen times. However, he's too busy with his childhood sweetheart's fish. He blocks my number. When he finally calls me back, he sounds icy and angry. "Wendy is still waiting for that dress! Where has the little brat gone to? Can't he even handle such a simple task?"

SERA LOUISA MENDIVEL ay isang masayahing babae at sinasabi ng karamihan na nasa kanya na ang lahat ng hinahangad ng isang dalaga. Lalo na ng masungkit niya ang korona ng Miss Universe. Meron siyang pamilya na sinusuportahan siya sa mga kagustuhan niya at kahit nga boung pamilya niya ay mga doktor, siya lang ang bukod tanging hindi sumunod sa yapak ng kanyang pamilya. Ngunit sa likod ng yaman at influensya ng pamilya niya, di niya alam nasa ilalim pala ng napakalaking sindikato na pinamumunuan ng isang arroganteng Mafia boss at may bukod tanging nag-iisang anak ito na si Nathaniel Yao. Binata na nangunguna sa industriya ng negosyo, at marami nang babae ang pinagkasundo sa kanya ngunit gumagawa siya ng paraan para hindi matuloy. Walang alam si Sera ipinagkasundo na pala siya, kaya ng umuwi nagulat siya at naguluhan kung bakit. Ngunit isang araw natuklasan niya ang dahilan, ang mga ginagawa ng kanyang pamilya... ay taliwas sa inaakala niyang maayos ang mga ito na nagsisilbi sa bayan. Whether she like it or not, she is getting married to the bachelor who might kill her. Or she might change him completely. @DeathWish

Umiling si Charlotte. "Dad please... ayokong magpakasal." "That's the right thing to do, Charlotte. After one week, ang kasal niyong dalawa ay magaganap, whether you like it or not," matigas na pagkaka-saad ni Christian. "But kuya..." "That's our final decision, but if you want. Choose between marrying Elijah or file a case for what he does to you." Iyon nga ba ang solusyon, ang ikasal para sa ginawang kasalanan ni Elijah? Paano naman kung may nabuo? Magiging tunay na nga ba ang pilit na kasal, o meron pang mga tao na mas lalong sisirain ang lahat para hindi iyon matuloy?

My roommate had a peculiar knack for pestering everyone into liking her posts on social media, all so she could collect enough likes to claim some prize or another. It was her way of life—nagging, nudging, and guilting us into clicking that little thumbs-up. One time, the campus beauty queen liked my roommate's ad for a facial mask. Not long after, she was in a horrific car accident. The vehicle caught fire, and her face suffered severe burns, leaving her disfigured beyond recognition. Meanwhile, my roommate seemed to undergo a miraculous transformation, her complexion turning porcelain fair and flawless as though she'd been kissed by the heavens. Then there was the academic prodigy, a shoe-in for graduate school, who liked her tutoring service post. Shortly after, he was exposed for academic fraud, and his once-brilliant reputation was reduced to ashes. Strangely enough, my roommate's research paper suddenly won an award, catapulting her to fame and fortune. And me? I fell into her trap too. I liked her rental agency ad, and before I knew it, my world crumbled. A scandal erupted, revealing that I was the result of a mix-up at birth. It turned out she was the long-lost child of wealth and privilege—a hidden gem cast into the rough, now reclaimed by her rightful family. As for me, I was packed off to the countryside village she had escaped from and forced into a brutal marriage with an old man. My life became a living hell, and eventually, I died there, broken and forgotten. But fate wasn't done with me yet. When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back on the day my roommate begged me to like her post in exchange for yet another prize.

A few weeks before our wedding, Rodney Luther's stepmother, Jessica Flaine, posts a photo on her social media. In the photo, she's wearing the wedding dress I picked out, holding a bouquet of red roses, and shyly leaning toward Rodney, asking for a kiss. The caption reads—"Dreams fulfilled." I don't call Rodney in tears or throw a fit like I used to. I simply like the post and leave a comment. "Screenshot sent to Rodney's father." Not long after, Jessica deletes the post, and Rodney's phone call follows immediately. "Ivana, you're being so petty! The rest of my days belong to you. It's only today that I'm fulfilling a small dream of Jessica's. Hurry up and explain things to my dad! "Come on, be good. I've got a gift for you." A scoff escapes me. "Rodney, do you hear me clearly? Go explain it to your father yourself!"

Things are always good in a relationship until a third person chips in. Left with the fortunes of her parent's who were killed in fold blood at the age of ten , Jean is finally old enough to take over but her greedy uncle won't let her do so. Alex and Jean have had their own up and downs but after a hectic breakup and her uncles suspicious behavior she doesn't know who to trust anymore and is left With all the things coming at her will her former lover come to her rescue? Will they finally have their happily ever after or circumstances tear them apart?

After his parents and his girlfriend died in a car accident, Rio Dasilva decided to go live with his old uncle in a small town far away from his tragic memories. A year later the pain is still unbearable but he has learned to cope with it until one day... a new student arrives at school and to his surprise it's none other than the sister of the murderer who took the life of his parents and girlfriend. Her brother never went to prison for the crime he committed because their family is rich and powerful. All the rage that Rio has kept bottled up inside of him resurfaces the moment his eyes meet hers. Her name is Noralyn Chase. She belongs to that horrible family. Just like the rest of them she deserves to burn in hell.

Her whole life she had been called beautiful. Glances and envious eyes were always cast her way. But never had Bathsheba expected to catch the eye of her King. And never in her wildest imaginings did she anticipate the tragedy it would wreak.

FRAGMENTS OF MEMORIES 1: MARRIED AT SEVENTEEN AN ENGLISH NOVEL Thera De Marco was hated and feared by many. For inexplicable reasons, within five years of marriage to her husband Sean, she has gone from being soft-hearted and happy, to savage and ill-tempered. Despite her unhappiness, and her hate towards her husband she has refused to get her marriage annulled.Just before her 30th birthday, Thera is hit by a car, causing her memory before she met Sean to be wiped out. When she resumes her life, she begins to question why she was so unhappy in her marriage.Will her feelings change while she couldn't remember anything? Or do the secrets run deeper than she ever realized?