Post Breakup Regret

In my previous life, my brother and fiancé teamed up to sabotage my company for the sake of my so-called best friend. After I went bankrupt, they stood beside her watching me collapse in the pouring rain, laughing mockingly at my pathetic state. "Linda Turner, you look as pathetic as a drenched dog!" they sneered. When I opened my eyes again, I was back at the project bidding meeting three years earlier. In my previous life, when my company was just starting out, my brother and fiancé had warned me against using the Turner and Peterson family connections. They claimed it wouldn't be fair to others, but then turned around and handed projects to my best friend under various pretexts, just to see her smile. Now that I was back, I watched them secretly manipulating things just like before, giving my projects to my best friend. I finally gave up on them completely. When they found out I was leaving the country, my brother and fiancé set off fireworks all night, celebrating that they'd finally gotten rid of me, the burden. But three years later, at the Trada Corp's bidding meeting, I took the stage as the CEO's wife—and they couldn't hide the redness in their eyes.

I was born into a regular family in the Moonridge Pack with no status, but through years of training, I fought my way up to become our pack's Gamma. My father was just an Omega and he worked as an ordinary salesman who always claimed he was too busy for family. When he finally took a vacation, I spent $100,000 of my own money to plan a luxury cruise for us all. Then his mistress Sarah and her daughter Emily heard about our trip and suddenly wanted to join. Without even discussing it, my father gave them our luxury suite and relegated Mom and me to the cramped staff quarters below deck. Even my grandmother, a respected elder, supported his decision. My fourteen-year-old brother took their side too, charmed by their fake sweetness. So I changed our plans. I took Mom on a first-class flight to a private island resort instead, where we spent three perfect months. That's when the family started to panic...

It took me five years after my son was born to finally realize the truth—he never loved us. To end this painful marriage, I decided to take my son and leave. But fate played a cruel trick on us. During a rogue attack, I lost my wolf spirit, and my son lost an eye. Just as I was drowning in despair, my usually cold and distant husband knelt before everyone, begging for forgiveness and swearing he’d be our rock for life. So, my son and I gave him a chance—a 100-day trial. If he proved himself, we’d stay. But on the 99th day... fate shattered everything again.

To make money and support the little life growing inside me, I took a part-time job as a maternity model. But when I got there, I realized I was trapped in a glass cage, put on display like a product. And in the crowd below, my ex-mate, Damon, watched me with nothing but contempt in his eyes. "Whose bastard is it?" "How could you say that? This is your child, Damon!" Damon's eyes turned red—a sign of an impending werewolf frenzy. He held up a paternity test in front of me. It showed that the baby I was carrying was not his. "No, that can’t be true.” I stammered. “This must be a mistake! " Before Damon could respond, a man beside him spoke, "Alpha Damon, the auction is about to start. If you have anything to say, you can do so after the auction." Auction? Kelly had clearly told me this was just a photoshoot.

I'm attacked after the murderer who took my sister's life is released from prison. He pins me to the forest floor, allowing me to scream and shout until I run out of strength. As the fireworks explode above me, blood pools around me. Two months later, my husband becomes his next victim. I burst into manic laughter when I see the torment he has to suffer.

WARNING: This story contains mature content and not suitable for very young readers. All rights reserved. No part of this story may be produced without my written permission. This a work of fiction. All names, characters, places, and incidents are purely coincidental. Dawn Tonette is a cold ambassador of love. Heart-wrecker most people call her, but once she set eyes to Petrus, she becomes no less than a cute high school girl with a battalion of cherring squad, ready to win the heart of the man she loves. Karma is not a good enemy, though. Because now that her heart started beating again, she has to taste her own medicine. Petrus, a famous varsity player, has no eyes for women. He much rather touch a ball to see not the frown of his father than flirt with a girl who's not even worth his attention. However, Dawn is nowhere near giving up. She's ready to do anything in her power to force him to reciprocate what she feels. So, be ready, Petrus, for you'll soon have to see what a heart-wrecker can do for the thief that stole her heart.

Lumaki akong salat sa lahat ng bagay. Ang pangangalakal ng basura ang tanging ikinabubuhay ng pamilya. Salat man sa buhay, marami mang kakulangan sa lahat ng bagay, buo naman ang pamilya. Ngunit, isang trahedya ang magbabago sa simpleng mundong kinalakhan. Trahedyang nanaisin na lamang panatilihin, at hindi na gugustuhing harapin ang katotohanan sa kasinungalingan...

Isabella is faced with emotional turmoil as her family sees her as a means to an end and Richard's parents thought she was after their wealth even though she sacrificed everything to be the ideal wife to their son. Her infertility made matters worse as she was unable to give Richard an heir. Just when she believes her marriage is at its lowest point, Richard betrays her by getting her cousin pregnant Now, as she confronts a brutal divorce and battles to reclaim her self-esteem, the question remains: Will Isabella find the strength to rebuild her life and rise above the betrayals, or will Richard's regret drag her back into the mess of marriage she desperately needs to leave?

Ang tanging pangarap ni MILAGROS ay ang maiahon sa hirap ang pamilya at ang maikasal sa nobyong si Martin. Ngunit ang simple niyang buhay ay nagulo nang makilala niya ang mag-inang Monica at Valentina. Natuklasan niya ang illegal business ni Valentina kaya nais siya nitong ipapatay. Kasunod niyon ay naging saksi siya sa krimen na nagawa ni Monica. Isang aksidente ang kakasangkutan nina Milagros at Monica. Masisira ang mukha ni Milagros at mawawalan siya ng alaala. Aakalain ni Valentina na si Milagros ay ang anak niyang si Monica. At upang matakasan ni "Monica" ang pananagutan nito sa batas ay pagpapanggapin ito ni Valentina bilang si "Milagros". Dahil sa walang memorya ay iisipin ni Milagros na siya ay talagang si Monica! Sa pagbabalik ni Milagros sa piling ni Martin, magagawa kayang ipaalala ng lalaking minamahal niya kung sino ang totoong siya?

Lorsqu’une célèbre actrice internationale, Éléa Morgan, disparaît mystérieusement à la veille d’une tournée médiatique très attendue, le monde s’interroge. Peu après, une femme énigmatique, Isis Valen, surgit sous les traits d’Éléa, maîtrisant ses gestes, sa voix, ses tics… à la perfection. Elle trompe les fans, les journalistes et même l’entourage proche de la star y compris son mari, Hugo, et leur petit garçon, Milo, âgé de 2 ans. Mais qui est-elle vraiment ? Et que cherche-t-elle en prenant la place d’Éléa ? À mesure que l’histoire avance, on découvre qu’Isis n’est pas une simple imitatrice : elle partage un lien profond, sombre et ancien avec la véritable Éléa. Ce vol d’identité n’est que la première étape d’un plan de vengeance méticuleux, nourri par des blessures d’enfance et un passé commun longtemps enfoui. Tandis qu’Éléa, retenue prisonnière dans un lieu inconnu, tente de retrouver sa liberté, sa voix et son fils, un jeu d’illusions et de manipulations se déploie autour de la famille Morgan. Entre faux-semblants, trahisons et révélations, la frontière entre vérité et mensonge devient aussi fragile que le reflet d’un miroir brisé.