Path Of Pain

Eirene Marial Lopez had always been confident and independent. That's why when she met Rylle Balmaceda and fell for him, she did everything to get close to him. But when she learned he has feelings for her best friend, her heart broke. She started aching for herself. Everything went worse when an accident happened, depriving her from doing what she loved the most - fashion designing. That accident changed her completely. She became angry with everyone especially to the one who broke her heart and wrecked it. With everything that's happened and the pain and hate she nurtured, will love's passion and heat defeat the coldness which wrapped her heart?

I lucked out, securing a guaranteed admission spot at Westbridge University—the one the real heiress throws away. Nicole Stewart drops out for love and runs off with the school's bully, shattering what should've been her perfect life. Meanwhile, I'm branded a thief, accused of stealing her place. However, I fight my way up to become a powerhouse in business and even marry her childhood sweetheart, Spencer Lowe. Yet, at the peak of it all, I open my eyes to find myself back to graduation day of senior year, right when I'm filling out my choices of colleges. A live barrage of comments flashes before my eyes. "That fake heiress, Gloria Stewart, is nothing but a thief. She stole Nicole's life!" "In her last life, Nicole actually dropped out of school to start a business with some school bully. She even gave her childhood sweetheart, who was her fiance, to someone else! Ugh, she's so stupid and pathetic." "Good thing Nicole gets a second chance. This time, the real heiress has awakened, so let's just see how miserable that fake heiress who stole her life becomes!" I just smile at the scrolling insults. Sorry, but I carve my own path. Nicole can be reborn a hundred times, and she still can't stop me from rising to the top.

Jake was the last werewolf surviving, he could not forget the moment the whole family was murdered. Amy was originally a human being, but was cursed by a werewolf, she had to fight to hide her identity. The meeting between werewolf Jake and Amy was determined to be painful. Amy loved Jake, but Jake always plotted to take revenge on her, hurting her. Because Amy's grandfather used to kill the Jake family. Love and hate alternating makes Jake and Amy always live in suffering and no happiness. In the end, will love overcome hatred?

She loved him all her life, she married him to save him from his vicious girlfriend but all she got in return was hatred from him and mistreatment from him and his girlfriend, and when she couldn't endure it anymore she did what he has always wanted, she signed the divorce papers Two years later she's back with three gorgeous sons, her husband knelt before her at the airport "Please forgive me wifey?" "Ex.." She remarked *Note* Guys this is the revised version of After Divorce I Became A Zillionaire, if you have read the first book, this is the continuation of old characters that were changed in first book from chapter 100, here the old characters were not changed, they continued. This can be read as a standalone as it's almost same as the first book. Thanks

They named me Rose, but they forgot one thing: every rose comes with thorns. And mine are finally sharp enough to draw blood. In my past life, I was the fool who mistook a snake for a husband and a vulture for a best friend. I let them poison my father, steal my inheritance, and lock me away in a damp basement to rot while I was six months pregnant. I died in the dark, hungry and broken, watching the two people I trusted most wear my jewels and laugh at my misery. But death gave me a gift I didn't deserve, a second chance. I woke up back in 2023, standing at my father’s funeral with the taste of betrayal still fresh on my tongue. The world thinks I am the same grieving, " soft rich girl they can drug into submission. They think I am weak. They think I am an easy target. But they are wrong. This time, I am not just defending my father’s legacy, I am burning their world to the ground. From the funeral podium to the high-stakes boardrooms, I am reclaiming my power piece by piece. But as I change my destiny, my enemies are evolving too. Richard's temper is getting more violent, and a new, psychotic player is turning my game of revenge into a bloodbath. With the mysterious and powerful Derek Hamilton watching from the shadows, I have to decide: how far am I willing to go for revenge? Can I truly win and find a happy life, or will the thorns I have grown to protect myself eventually pierce my own heart?

(A Nigerian-themed Romance) The mysterious and sudden death of her parents at age six puts Amarachi, a young Nigerian girl, at the mercy of her uncle and his cruel wife Lydia, who will stop at nothing to make Amarachi's life miserable as a result of a personal vendetta she holds against Amarachi's late mother. Born out of rape with a special gift in sewing, fate takes Amarachi on a journey to discover her roots and triumph against all odds as she encounters betrayal, pain and most importantly love admits people who are bent on ruining her life even if it means killing her. This is a beautiful Nigerian story that portrays the plights, self discovery and self determination of a young gifted girl who wants to succeed not withstanding the difficulties of life.

Have you fallen in love with someone who doesn't even care about you, or, let's say, the guy who knows you and you're existing in his world that is full of anger, coldness, and darkness? Bryl Nigel is a COLD, EVIL, and POSSESSIVE heartrob at our university. A lot of students in our university describe Nigel as COL.E.POS, short for COLD, EVIL, POSSESIVE. Lahat ng gusto nya ay nakukuha nya kahit daanin nya sa dahas at kung may humadlang tiyak ikay ka-ka awaan. However, sa kabila ng kanyang ugali. Maging "COLD, EVIL, POSSESSIVE" pa kaya sya once na nakatapat nya na ako? I am the queen bitch, and he is an evil prince. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED|I do not allow my work to be used or adapted in any way without my permission.

Okay, take a deep breathe and down the memory lane we go. As far as I’m told, I just woke up from a terrible accident that occur months ago that I have no idea- as a matter of fact, I don’t have any recollection of my life before waking up. There are three things that I’m certain: first is that the ‘accident’ has something to do with flight. I know what I saw. It was a giant pair of wings. Secondly, a guy whose face I can’t seem to recall but for some reason is all I can think about. And lastly, I know these two things intersect with one another and the for the reason why and how? I’m not sure. And as I begin to collect the broken fragments of him in my memory, I also begin to collect my missing pieces. Whether its for the better or the worse is what I'm about to find out. Okay, let’s do this again, shall we? Take a deep breathe and down the memory lang we go.

Isa ito sa mga namomoong pagibig ngunit KAIBIGAN lang,masasaktan ang Bida at iiwas para lang Hindi masira ang pakikipagkaibigan at hahabulin ng kaibigan para Sabihin na mahal nya ito kahit paano pero may pag aalinlanagan ang bawat pusong ayaw masira ang bawat Isa baka maging dahilan na magkawasak DAHIL lang sa pag ibig na may hanganan na pakikipagkaibigan lang ang sinimulan,nguhit aksidenteng mahulog Ang bawat Isa nguhit itoy lihim at hindi parehong aminin DAHIL natatakot sila sa ano Mang mangyayari at patuloy na aasa at masasaktan sila pareho kung sa kanilang dalawa ay mahirap umamin kaysa harapin at sa bandang huli pipiliin nilang iwasan Ang Isat Isa wag lang masasaktan at maiiwanan ang bawat Isa! Nguhit mapaglaro ang nararamdaman at Tadhana mas Lalo Silang paglalapitin Ng Tadhana para lang mapatunayan na sa bawat Isa sa kanilang dalawa Ang tunay na pagmamahal at kasiguraduhnan ay nasa kanilang sariling deisisyon kung ipagpapatuloy at ipaglalaban Ang kanilang nararamdaman kailangan lang nilang amininin na sila talaga Ang para sa isat Isa Ganun talaga Ang theory Ng pagibig marami Kang ipakilala matakpan mo lang Ang tunay mong nararamdaman pero ang totoo mahal mo Pala sya! at sa tabi mo Pala Yun .

At sixty-five, I got served divorce papers. The same day, my husband Sebastian — decked out in his wedding suit, of all things — popped a handful of sleeping pills in a suicide attempt. For years, we were the perfect couple. The kind of pair neighbors whispered about with envy. I couldn't wrap my head around it. The divorce. The pills. None of it made sense. Not until I found the photo and letter in his pocket.