Poetry In Philippine Literature

When they met, she fell for him despite him being a nobody and her being a rich heiress to a successful Empire. But it seems her family refuses to accept the marriage. They call it a sham marriage, still trying to set her up with much more eligible bachelors. They treat him like dirt to their feet. Spurned, insulted, despised, and trampled on, he only stays because of his love for her.But, if only they knew whom they were mistreating and judging like this. His true identity then they would be begging for forgiveness and wiping the dirt off his feet. Still, though, he would rather play this game and see how far he can make them go. To have the last laugh. while getting some sweet sweet revenge too.

I plan a family trip at my mother Lucia Sweeney's request. While avoiding the danger zones, my sister Linda Harper and I are ambushed by rogues. To protect her, I throw myself in the path of their claws and get driven into a silver mine. As I fall, my back is slashed open to the bone, and shards of silver embed deep into my right leg. The searing silver poison spreads quickly, burning through me and my wolf. My wolf is whimpering—she's close to death. However, as the pack's chief healer, Mom gathers all the healers around Linda to give her a full check-up over a few minor scrapes. I sob and beg her to save me first. "Mom, the poison has almost reached my heart. I can't hold on anymore." She turns around impatiently and yells, "Are you seriously still fighting with Linda now? Do you have any idea how close she came to getting clawed in the face by a silver claw? Our pack doesn't have a wolf as heartless as you!" And in that moment, I hear my wolf's final whimper, saying goodbye. I finally fall asleep in the cold wind, never waking up again.

Isolde Wrenleigh once had a promising future until an injury destroyed her ballet career and her half-sister, Vivienne, vanished under mysterious circumstances. Now, disguised under a false identity, Isolde infiltrates Velvet, a hidden elite club in Manhattan known for secrecy, seduction, and unspoken power. What she doesn’t expect is Dorian Blackthorn. A tech billionaire with a haunted past, Dorian secretly owns Velvet and controls everything within its walls. He lives by one rule: never get emotionally involved. But Isolde challenges that rule from the moment she enters curious, defiant, and hiding something even he can’t decode. Drawn to each other in spite of the lies, their connection ignites into a dangerous, all-consuming romance. Dorian offers her pleasure, protection, and dominance but Isolde has come for answers, not affection. And the deeper she digs, the more Velvet’s polished façade begins to crack. Behind the scenes, a darker operation is in motion missing women, encrypted files, and a conspiracy that reaches from club patrons to global power players. As enemies close in and betrayals shatter what little trust they’ve built, Isolde and Dorian must decide who to protect, what to sacrifice, and whether love is worth risking everything. Tangled in Velvet is a high-octane, emotionally raw romance filled with explosive passion, unexpected twists, and secrets that could destroy them both. In a world where control is currency and trust is a weapon, love is the most dangerous gamble of all.

When Nerina Onasis and her friends go on an all-girls vacation to Bermuda for her 30th birthday, they expected to sit and relax sipping drinks on the beach during the day and enjoying the night life during...well the night! What happens when the group of friend's meet strange men while out touring an old tavern on the island? And why do these men seem oddly familiar to them? Crack open the book to find out.

I live in my own world since I was young. Or should I say I closed the door from everyone. My family's brand was music, and I hate it. I became a girl who kept everything to herself and never voice out her opinion. Why would I? It's just a waste of breath, they will never listen to her anyway. Until I met a friend who opened my closed heart and let me know that living with someone was happier. My friend, my best friend, Layla. She becomes my light in my dark world. Everything she does, right or wrong, when she cried or laugh, I will always stay by her side. Yes, I'm a loyal friend. So I tried to help a certain good man that really loved her and could make her happier. But turns out I fell to that man. Hard. Head first. I kept it to myself not until I found out that my friend was in love with another man. Oh, how happy I am. But the problem is, this man clung hardly to my best friend. Oh, what will I gonna do? Should I seduce him? However another problem kept popping. This threats... Who made them? **** This is a story of second female lead of a certain love story being in love with the second male lead. It is not only romance, but also with a hint of a thrill.

Elle's normal and boring life comes crashing down after one school camp; where her classmates suddenly goes missing and she finds herself in a strange place, discovering things that should have been left in the dark and falling in love with someone she least expected. Will she be able to accept and handle all that comes with her discovery, or will she take the easy way out?

Sidney fell in love at first sight with a man whose family have so much to do with her family, and the secret ran deeper than she could ever imagined! Will she ever get past the betrayal? Bradley never knew what it was like to fall in love with someone, only to lose them for something his family did or didn't do. Will they ever forgive each other?

On the night Amelia got pregnant, She discovered her husband Leo had impregnated a lady. He left a divorce agreement and despite Amelia's pleading, she couldn't keep him from leaving. Six years later, she returned in a grand fashion. Facing the man who had once abandoned her and was responsible for her brother's death, she sought revenge against him but the man begged for reconciliation. Will she carry on with her revenge or give him a second chance?

As soon as I kissed him, he pushed me aside, got up from the bed and walked over to the other end of the room. He suddenly seemed angry but I didn't understand why. Was it the kiss? Was it me? "You know what? Maybe we should do it some other time instead." He suggested. He began to sweat and was acting strange; like someone who was afraid of something but what he was afraid of, I couldn't tell. "Some other time?" I asked frustratedly because it wasn't the first time he was rejecting me. "I'm tired of hearing this bulshit over and over again." I wasn't going to take a no for an answer again, not this time. So, I walked over to him and claimed his lips for the second time. "Stop! He yelled at me in anger as he fell to the ground. He started groaning, rolling around in the floor like someone in pain. I was terrified by the scene and didn't know what to do. Next thing I knew, i heard the snapping of his bone and right before my eyes, he transformed into a creature; a creature I had seen before. The same type of creature that saved me on that fateful night. He stood before me with a raging red eyes and seven-inch long teeth. My mind was in distress and my knees gave way as I fainted from the shock.

My brother, Theo Sorento, died in a plane crash on his way back home just to celebrate my birthday. They never found his body—only wreckage. Ever since, my parents forced me to kneel in front of his grave every year on my birthday, demanding that I repent for surviving when he didn’t. Then came my eighteenth birthday. I realized someone was following me. Panicked, I sent a few messages asking for help. Just then, Mom called, not to check on me but to lash out. “I know exactly what you're doing. You’re just making up excuses so you don’t have to kneel in front of your brother’s grave! You’re a liar. Why wasn’t it you who died instead of him? You’re a walking curse!” Before my phone was smashed under a boot, the last thing I heard was the cold click of her hanging up. Then, I was cut up into pieces, and what was left of me was tossed across the city. My father, the lead forensic pathologist on my case, didn’t even recognize me. Later, Theo returned alive with his wife, whom he had eloped with eight years ago. When they found out the pile of rotting flesh was me, they all went insane.