Ryle From It Ends With Us

Calista Ivy Castillo made a huge mistake by accidentally entering an alternate world where she doesn't belong; it may have the same name as her country, but it's totally different from where she came from, from its cultures down to its places. It all started one night when Calista saw a lady who looked precisely like her from head to toe, and for no apparent reason, they both couldn't stop themselves from attacking one another when their eyes locked. Calista killed her doppelganger from another world by accident. And with a single gust of wind, she finds herself in another world-the world of a woman she murdered. In the blink of an eye, she transforms into a princess who must marry a cold but attractive prince named Theodore Mason Fuentes in order to save their kingdom.

“Get away from me,” I hissed, gripping the knife tighter. His gaze flicked down to the blade, then back to me, a slow, amused smile curving his lips. “A knife?” he said softly, tilting his head. “Are you perhaps flirting with me?” I gritted my teeth. The asshole was enjoying this — every fucking second of it. ⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘ When Leah got home early from work, she was hoping for one thing — to fix what was left of her relationship with Daniel. Instead, she walked in on him in the arms of another woman. Heartbroken and humiliated, she stormed out, blind with tears… and straight into the path of an oncoming car. But death wasn’t the end for Leah. No! Death was actually the beginning.

It starts off with a beef, a slap to his face. He knows what he wants, he’d get what he wants and what he wants is her. Paloma never wanted to get tangled up with Orion from the first day she met him, he was the exact opposite of what her heart longed for. Yet she accepted to be his false girlfriend and somehow forgets to draw the line between her acts and her true emotions for him. Orion however is hellbent on claiming what is his.

When I went to buy a new house, all I found was crumpled newspaper where my savings should've been. I almost called the cops—until I found out Tony Jarrett, my own husband, had blown seven years of my hard-earned cash on a shiny new motorcycle. For Pauline Schmidt. His ex. I asked why. He just shrugged. "She's a single mom. Life's tough. This way, she won't have to walk so much." I wanted to scream, but I swallowed it down. Made him at least get an IOU from her. While I was busy sourcing stuff for the factory, a flood warning hit our town. And Tony? Out buying toy cars with Pauline and her kid. Our son was home alone, trying to stay above water. I was back. Like life hit rewind and dropped me into that exact day. The day he gave her the motorcycle. I saw them—laughing, tight, like their own little picture-perfect family. But I didn't cry this time. Didn't beg. Just turned and walked off.

After her father died, Freya decided to do what she wanted, which led her to become a cold-hearted woman who only knew how to work hard to achieve her goals. That was until she met Zeus Gabriel Herrera, a billionaire, who later became her boyfriend, but it also ended as soon as she discovered Zeus' biggest secret, that he was already married, and at the same time, she also discovered she was pregnant, so she decided to hide abroad to keep it a secret that she was carrying the billionaire's child. After years passed, she decided to come back with her innocent daughter, and in an unexpected event, she and Zeus met again. Would she tell Zeus the truth? Would she let her daughter be with her father? Would she take the risk of giving Zeus a chance to be a father to their child?even though she knew that he was already married.

My husband was ruled by his obsessive-compulsive disorder, enforcing rigid schedules that governed our household. On our daughter's birthday, he and his assistant showed up late. The girl, who mirrored her father's need for order, wasn't upset. She just smiled and invited them to cut her cake. My heart shattered as I watched their cream-covered faces and joyful photos. The next day, I handed him the divorce agreement, confusing him. "Just because Edith didn't cut the cake with you?" "Yes."

On the third day after my death, Eliza Sutton received the call to claim my body. She was resting in another man's arms. She said nonchalantly, "He's dead, huh? Just cremate it and call me afterward." My body was fed to the flames and reduced to ashes. When the staff were done, they contacted Eliza again. Irritation flashed in her eyes as she snapped, "I heard you. I'm on my way."

At the party for our first wedding anniversary, I hit the floor—face-first on a red carpet, gasping like a fish out of water. Carlo Pipino, my husband, had his arm draped around Gianna Verde, his childhood flame, sipping champagne and laughing. Gianna knew I was allergic to nuts. So, obviously, she bathed everything in hazelnut dressing. One bite and boom—my throat locked, my lungs lit up, and hives popped like confetti. I reached for my allergy meds—came up with a fistful of melted M&Ms instead. Gianna laughed when she saw my face. "Surprise! Carlo swapped your meds. Seriously, Siena, one nut? Dramatic much?" I slid off my chair, wheezing, while the crowd placed bets on how long my "performance" would last. "Carlo... my meds..." I croaked. "Please. I'm gonna die." He sighed, annoyed. "God, you're so dramatic. Why do women always play dead for attention? You know I love you. Just stop this show already." Right then, my heart shattered faster than my lungs could. I stopped begging. Hit the distress signal. Called my real family.

Dahil sa malaking problemang kinakaharap ng pamilya ni Bella, kinailangan nyang lumuwas ng Maynila upang makipag-sapalaran. Since sya lang ang inaasahan sa kanila, nag-doble kayod sya upang matugunan ang iba pa nilang pangangailangan at maisalba ang bahay at ilang ari-ariang naipundar ng kanyang mga magulang. Bukod doon, kailangan din nyang maipagamot ang kanyang amang may sakit. Dito nya makikilala ang isang lalaking magiging parte ng kanyang buhay. Isang mayamang abogado. Kapalit ng tulong na ibibigay nito sa kanya, ay ang alok naman nitong kasal pansamantala lamang. Kasal na sa mata ng lahat ay isang perpekto at masaya, ngunit sa kabila nito ay isang kontratang naglalaman ng mga kasunduan. Mapaglalabanan kaya nila ang bugso ng damdamin, o mapapanatili ang sinumpaang kasunduan?

Para masalba ang kompanya ng kanyang ama, napilitan si Bianca na pakasalan si Lucien Hoffman—isang ruthless at disabled na lalaki. Ngunit sa mismong araw ng kanilang kasal, nagulat ang lahat nang makita nilang nakakalakad ito nang maayos. At hindi lang iyon, napakaguwapo pa ni Lucien! Nang magtagpo ang kanilang landas, malamig na sinabi ni Lucien kay Bianca, "I will never love you or sleep with you. To me, you're nothing but a contracted wife." Ngunit dumating ang araw na hindi na niya magawang sundin ang nakasaad sa kontrata. Malumanay niyang sinabi, "I don't know, but I lose my mind when you're not here with me. Now, I’ll treat you as my wife. I will love you and… make love to you.” Umiling si Bianca. “It's a breach of contract! Do you know you'll have to pay for it?” Ngumiti si Lucien. “I can pay for that breach of contract even multiple times, as long as you'll be mine." Ngunit paano kung ang kontratang nagbuklod sa kanila ay siya ring maging dahilan para magkalayo sila?