Residence In Tagalog Novels & Stories

To the world, Elena’s marriage to Julian is a union of convenience; to Julian, she is merely a decorative asset to be ignored—until he violates the final sanctity of their home, bringing other women into their marriage bed. Devastated and pushed to the absolute brink, Elena seeks oblivion at a high-end lounge, only to encounter three powerful phantoms from her past: Killian, Jaxon, and Rhys. Once her devoted protectors, a dark, unspoken incident years ago tore them apart, leaving deep, unhealed scars. The illusion of a drunken hallucination shatters the next morning when Julian cheerfully ushers three elite investors into their residence to save his failing financial empire. Elena freezes—it is them. Grown into ruthless titans of industry, the three men look at her not with the affection of the past, but with a dark, predatory possessiveness. While her oblivious husband grovels for their financial backing, the three men lay down an unspoken, terrifying ultimatum: they will destroy Julian completely, but the price of Elena's freedom is her total surrender to them. Trapped in a house of secrets and forced into suffocating proximity, Elena must decide if these three dangerous men are her ultimate ruin or her only escape from a living hell.

On the day Raina Whitmore makes the Helios Rich List, she smiles for the cameras and declares, "I wouldn't be here without my secretary, Kieran Vale. He's the most important person in my life." While she confesses her love in the interview, I lie in a hospital bed, worn out and fading. I'm her husband, the one who's held her company together all these years. But I don't get a single word of thanks. My daughter, Talia Hart, even looks at me with pure disdain. "Dad, you've held Mom and Uncle Kieran back long enough. It's time you let go and let them be together." Rage surges through me. My chest tightens, and everything goes black. When I open my eyes, I'm back 30 years earlier, standing in the Whitmore residence to choose my fiancee. This time, I don't hesitate. I skip right over Raina and choose her aunt, Elara Whitmore.

“Miss Bray, are you sure you want to release these photos and videos of Mr. Loader and Miss Nash on the day of the wedding?” Tabitha paused before replying firmly, “I’m certain. I also need you to take care of a visa for me. I’m flying out on my wedding day. I expect you to keep this between us.” After the call, Tabitha stood in the silence of the room. Just this morning, Tabitha stumbled upon a secret love nest Christian had set up with his old flame. “Kelsey, since you’re so against the wedding, you should come and steal me away at the wedding next month.” Tabitha reached the door of Christian’s other residence, only to overhear Christian telling Kelsey to crash the wedding. Soon enough, Christian and Kelsey locked arms and shared a hot kiss. Tabitha watched on, her heart breaking into pieces. Fighting back the urge to barge in on them, she turned on her heel. Right there and then, she made a choice that would leave everyone reeling. She planned to leave Christian at the altar before Kelsey would come and whisk him away!

After Katherine Winston delays our wedding for the tenth time, I decide to set her free. At the celebratory party thrown by my friend for his second newborn, I arrive at the venue to congratulate him in advance. When my best friend invites me to a camping trip, I walk away as soon as Katherine shows up. When my company decides to dispatch me to Katherine's company to follow up with the project we're working on, I tender my resignation without hesitation. Even when Katherine's parents visit me in hopes of convincing me to forgive Katherine. But I refuse to leave my residence at all. I take the liberty to delete all the photos with Katherine in them. Then, I block her number and on all social media platforms. Finally, I delete the social media account that has been recording our daily lives as a couple. Just like that, I cut myself off everything related to Katherine. We've known each other for 25 years, and we've been in a relationship for 5 of them. I've always thought that we're each other's only love in life. That is, until the wedding I've prepared for gets delayed for the tenth time. It's then realization finally dawns on me. I should love myself first before loving someone else.

For Isolde Ravelyn, the night of her engagement was hell. She not only caught the man she loved cheating in a vulgar manner in a hotel room, but also had to swallow cruel insults that mocked her full-bodied figure weighing 90 kilograms. In the midst of her ruined life and nationwide viral humiliation, a mysterious will pulled her into Blackthorne Mansion—the magnificent residence of the most powerful and feared conglomerate dynasty in the country. However, instead of finding protection, Isolde found herself trapped in a nest of monsters. The three heirs of Blackthorne initially viewed her presence as a threat and tried to drive her away with various suffocating intimidations. Yet hatred slowly turned into dark obsession. All three of them could not resist the surge of desire that ignited every time they saw Isolde’s full, provocative curves. Lucien, the eldest, cold and possessive; Evander, the second son who tempted with sweet deception; and Azriel, the youngest, a mysterious artist with wild fantasies on his canvas. The three of them slowly pulled Isolde into a vortex of forbidden desire, brutally fighting over her body and soul. How can Isolde survive when she is surrounded by three dominant men ready to take turns indulging in her, without knowing that there is a great blood secret that is about to turn the Blackthorne throne upside down?

I had just returned from studying design abroad when my grandfather insisted that he had already arranged a childhood betrothal for me. The moment I got back to the country, he dragged me straight to the Hunt family's residence to discuss the engagement. The adults talked endlessly, and I quickly grew bored sitting there. Slipping away quietly, I wandered into the Hunt family garden for a walk. Out of nowhere, a woman rushed toward me and slapped me hard across the face. "Where did this shameless woman come from? How dare you steal my things!" I covered my cheek and stared at her in shock. The woman lifted her chin arrogantly, her tone dripping with condescension, as if she were granting me charity. "That ruby on your hand was a birthday gift from the young master of the Hunt family. A poor girl like you—how could you possibly afford to wear it?!" I opened my mouth, about to explain that it was mine. But before I could say a word, she struck me across the face again. "Do you even know who I am? I'm the Hunt family's future daughter-in-law—the future Mrs. Hunt! The entire Hunt family will listen to me!" I pulled out my phone and, right in front of her, sent a message to the contact labeled Fiancé. "Lucas, there's a mad dog in your house. Are you going to do something about it or not?"

She was born as the legitimate daughter of Beta Henry's wife, enduring hardship for eight years before finally becoming the Luna of the Lycan King. However, fate was cruel as her husband fell in love with her elder sister and stripped her of her Luna position, forcing her son to die! In the cold and lonely prison, she gritted her teeth and drank the poisonous wine to the last drop! She vowed to the heavens that if there were a next life, she would never do good deeds to help others, never enter the palace, and never become a Luna! As the reincarnated daughter of the Prime Minister's residence, she returned as a wicked woman: An evil and malicious eldest sister? Schemes will send you to hell! A deceitful and treacherous elder sister? Cruel tear apart that beautiful facade! A scheming younger sister? Directly throw her into the abyss! Since they didn't let her live in peace, then no one should expect to live in peace! She had intended to distance herself from troubles; the farther, the better. But who would have expected the hearts of men, like a needle at the bottom of the sea, impossible to find or guess? The man who swore to leave her behind now wanted to live and die for her sake. Her lifelong enemy in her previous life secretly admired her for many years. And what was even more unfortunate was being entangled by the most handsome and unrivaled man in the world...

An argument broke out between Gama, Audie, Sierra, Barbara and Giorgio. Audie asked Gama to divorce Sierra. This is because Gama has fallen into poverty. After all, his company went bankrupt three years ago. Audie doesn't even care about Gama who once helped him pay off his debts due to gambling losses. Sierra, who was initially determined to get a divorce, suddenly changed her mind. Her decision sparked a heated argument between Sierra, Audie and her sister Barbara. Tired of their treatment, Gama felt it was time to make Sierra happy, so he made a big decision. Gama made an appointment with a woman named Lopiuy in a dark and empty alley. Gama Immanuel Featherston, commonly called Gama, is the sole heir to the Featherston family with hundreds of trillions in assets and owns the largest and most influential company in E'Ador. Gama initially refused to become the heir because he was still disappointed with the actions of the Featherston Founder who had expelled him and his mother. Gama harbored pain over the accusations against his mother. Eventually, her mother died by . Gama was determined to investigate the case of his father's death and punish the culprit severely. So how will Gama and Sierra's household fare? Can Gama find the culprit who has driven him out of the Feterson residence?

A dark and gloomy villa stood in the middle of the barren landscape, hidden from sight by a perched hedge. It was phenomenal and spectacular, but it makes it appear to have succumbed to a sullen and ominous atmosphere, both inside and out. A lanky hedge and gnarled shrubs give off the impression that the house has indeed been overlooked. The rainstorm seeping from the sewer pipes made the place appear miserable and dispirited. Needless to say, the house appeared razed to the ground and devoid of life. The house was made of rune stone that had been smeared darker in spots by downpours, sending it an insidious demeanor even during the day. The window frames were all padlocked and bricked up in steel frames and woods, as if what was inside would have been too grotesque to see, trying to give the impression that someone must have attempted to prevent something horrible from escaping. People have claimed that the residence was plagued by the witch who died there, but there has been no tangible evidence to substantiate their claims. It was even widely speculated that the villa was venomous and mowed down the leaves of trees that come into direct contact with its concrete pillars. People also construed a terrifying presumption that whoever tries to enter the house will never make it out alive because there is something inside that you would never dare to see with your very own eyes. Whatever was real or not, it was unmistakably foreshadowing, exponentially cold and savage at a hundredth of a thousand glances. A breathtaking doll sat competently on a rocking chair inside the house. Waiting complacently for someone brave and heroic enough to unravel the abominable and ghoulish mystery and paradox behind her enchanting, spine-chilling smile.

I'm one of the entertainment industry's most popular celebrities. One day, the Holmes family, the richest family in Hemmingville, comes to me and tells me I'm one of them. The day I return home, the city's paparazzi follow me to capture every second of my return. When I arrive at the Holmes residence, my adoptive sister stops me from entering. "We've looked into you and found out that you shot to fame after starring in an adult film. "The Holmes family has its rules—you have to change your clothes in public before you can step foot in here. Dad said that I'm the one who calls the shots when he and Jason aren't at home, so I hope you can understand me." In my past life, I would've acted cautiously and adopted a lowly stance for the sake of my image. But I've been reborn. I kick aside the things in my way and shove Nancy Holmes aside. "How ridiculous! You'd better stop and think whether you're worthy of telling me what to do. How dare you ask me to strip in public? "I'm insured from head to toe—you can't afford to pay me back if you even touch a hair on my head! And you call yourself the heiress of the family, huh? I'd like to see you grovel at my feet and beg me later!"