Reincarnated As A Dungeon

My sister was the golden child, the pride of our family, but she had a rare blood disorder that required treatments costing thousands every month. To keep her alive, I became her personal blood donor, working nonstop to pay for her care and delivering food all day and night. But one day, she nearly died from hemorrhaging after trying to abort a pregnancy. That’s when I learned the child she was carrying belonged to my boyfriend. When I confronted him, he didn’t even flinch. Instead, he dragged me to the operating table himself. “You were born to be her blood bank. Dying for her? It’s the best thing you’ll ever do.” I was left there, bleeding out, my life slipping away with every drop. But as death closed in, something changed. The people who once hoped I’d disappear—the ones who used me, betrayed me—they all began to unravel, losing their insanity.

GINAWANG PAMBAYAD sa utang si Yza ng kanyang ama. Masamang-masama ang kanyang loob, kaya nilunod niya ang sarili sa alak. Sa sobrang kalasingan ay natumba siya ngunit bago pakinabangan ng matigas na simento ang malambot niyang katawan ay nasalo siya ng lalaking estranghero. Kinabukasan ng magising siya ay nagimbal si Yza sa kanyang natuklasan. Wala siya sa sariling kwarto. Higit sa lahat hubo’t hubad din siya. Naramdaman niya rin ang munting kirot sa pagitan ng kanyang mga hita. She’s lost her virginity… Sa lalaking hindi man lang niya namukhaan. Ang isang gabing pagkakamali ay nagbunga. Paano na siya? Gayon naglayas siya sa kanila at pagala-gala na lamang siya sa kalsada… She’s meet Manuel ang lalaking hindi yata marunong ngumiti at ubod ng suplado. Naging Knight and shining armor niya ang binata... Nakahanda akuin ni Manuel, ang anghel nasa sinapupunan ni Yza. nakatakda na ang pag-iisang dibdib nina Manuel at Yza. Pero dahil sa natuklasan ni Yza ay hindi natuloy ang kasal. At pagkalipas lamang ng ilang linggo ay nagpakasal si Yza sa ama ng binata,kay Don Hector...

Ever heard of a mistress living under the same roof as her lover and his wife? Meet Nirvana Ryan—a woman driven by vengeance. She had one goal: destroy Kaitlyn Moore, the privileged daughter of the powerful Moore family, who ruined her life. To do that, she became the secret lover of Derek Jules, an ambitious man using Kaitlyn to climb the corporate ladder. In the end, Nirvana would marry Derek and take her rightful place as Mrs. Jules. It was a simple plan—until she discovered everything was a lie. Betrayed and left for dead, Nirvana’s life ended in a tragic accident. But fate wasn’t done with her. Waking up in the past, before her downfall, she sees her second chance for what it is: a chance to burn Derek and Kaitlyn’s world to the ground. This time, she’ll be the one pulling the strings. There’s just one problem—Severin Moore. A man lurking close in the shadows and sticking even closer in the light, both her greatest rival and relentless stalker. He decided she was his to protect before she even knew his name. Her own decisions? Irrelevant. He would do whatever it took to keep her within his boundaries of protection—even if it meant ruining or boosting her carefully laid plans. But Nirvana isn’t the kind of woman who bends. Not for his lethal intelligence. Not for his dangerously sexy body. Not for the obsession that haunts her every night. She’s playing her own game and she would make sure to get the revenge she crave.

Olivia has had a year of fun with Blake and Sebastian. Suddenly Sebastian’s strong, demanding personality gets worse and Olivia can't keep up with him. She doesn't want to upset Blake but she doesn't want to lose Sebastian either. Sadly that decision is made for her.

In the year 3035, the world has changed and countries started to float into the skies. While technological advancements continue to develop, human population is on its worst number so the head of the countries strategized a game. Date a Liar. A game where two opposite sex are forced to play a game until one of them or both of them falls in love. Once that happens, the coordinators will pull them out and will result to a total repulsion from their country. A game that everyone avoids. A game where; "You fall in love, you lose."

Synopsis At twenty-five, Emelia thought marriage to August—a devout, respected thirty-one-year-old—would give her stability, love, and a safe future. But beneath the vows lies a secret that binds her to Ethan, August’s charming cousin whose reckless presence ignites desires she cannot fully bury. Meanwhile, August’s younger brother, Tobi, struggles to balance the life he has with Francesca and the pull of what he once shared with Chisom . Between them stands Rachel, Chisom and Tobi’s four-year-old daughter—innocent yet powerful, the fragile bond that ties broken hearts together in ways no one expects. As family loyalties blur and forbidden passions resurface, each choice threatens to unravel the delicate fabric holding them all together. Love, betrayal, faith, and survival collide—leaving everyone to face the question: How far will you go to protect your heart when every desire demands a sacrifice?

As usual... Same answer to the same question asked. Cold, hard, dull and dry and cracked just like arid lands... How are you, however, is a normal question. The answer given in return is usually "I'm fine" and it is a clear answer that will follow. After that, the conversation would go away, but the young man's voice froze both the time and the atmosphere with his answer. The conversation was limited to a few short words, and that was what he wanted anyway...

My husband, Ethan Parker, brought our daughter on a trip to the countryside with his first love, Mandy Sanchez. Halfway through, he abandoned our little girl and left with Mandy. When our daughter was surrounded by wolves, I could not reach him. By the time I arrived, the car was empty—the only thing left behind was a bloodstained piece of pumpkin pie. As I was dealing with my grief, Ethan finally answered his phone. "We're celebrating Thanksgiving. Why are you ruining the mood?" I internally scoffed at that man's audacity. Well, happy holidays indeed! Let me deliver a bloody pumpkin pie for you to really get into the spirit.

I had been married to James Tennant for seven years. In that time, he had already kept twenty-nine mistresses, like pretty little canaries in gilded cages. Now, I saw the thirtieth one in our bedroom, young and draped in nothing but a bath towel, lounging across our bed. I turned to him and asked coldly, “Can’t get enough out there, huh? Did you really have to bring her home?” The girl deliberately tugged her towel lower, her pale skin showing as she sneered, “Mr. Tennant says you’re like a dead corpse in bed! He wanted me to teach you how to please a man.” That night, I was forced to watch their little performance right in front of me. The next morning, James was furious at my indifference, resenting me for not reacting. However, he seemed to forget that our marriage was nothing but a contract, and in just one week, that contract would expire.