Sad Teen Stories

Madeline Crawford amou Jeremy Whitman durante doze anos, mas no final foi ele que a mandou para a prisão. Entre o seu sofrimento e a sua dor, ela teve de ver o seu homem apaixonar-se por outra mulher...Cinco anos depois, ela regressou com força renovada, já não a mesma mulher que ele menosprezou há anos! Com esta nova força, ela irá despedaçar aqueles que fingem ser puros e pisar a escumalha desta terra. No entanto, quando ela está prestes a ter a sua vingança com o homem que a injustiçou... Ele passa subitamente de um psicopata frio e insensível a um homem carinhoso, caloroso e amoroso! De facto, ele até lhe beija os pés em frente de uma multidão, tudo isto enquanto lhe promete: "Madeline, eu estava errada em amar a outra. A partir de agora, vou passar o resto da minha vida a tentar compensá-la". Ao que Madeline responde: "Só te perdoarei se tu....morrer".

What if isang araw magising ka na buntis ka na pala? Nabuntis ka na hindi mo alam kung paano? Paanong nangyari kung isa kang birhen? Never been touched, never been kissed and never ever had s*x? Is it impossibe? Meet Edelyn Sanchez, a common teen girl who love to read books. She is a type of a girl na hindi palagala, walang interest sa pag-ibig lalo na sa mga lalaki at laging nakatuon lamang sa kaniyang pag-aaral dahil sa iniingatang scholarship. Her life went well, not until something strange happened to her. Nagising na lamang siya na hindi niya naiintindihan ang mga ginagawa niya. She's not stupid, she knows kung ano'ng nangyayari sa kaniya but there's a big question mark on her head. Bakit nangyayari to sa kaniya? Is it impossible to got pregnant if you are one hundred percent holy? If she's pregnant, then who's the possible stranger father?

I'm only sixteen ng makilala ko si Franz Zorego, ang hot business man na mas matanda sakin ng s'yam na taon. Unang kita ko pa lang sa kanya nasabi ko agad sa sarili ko na itong ang lalaking mamahalin ko. Kaya naman ginawa ko ang lahat para akalain nito na nasa tamang edad na ako. Pero hindi naitatago ang sikreto ng matagal na panahon. Dahil natuklasan nito na isa lang akong highschool student sa paaralang mismong pag aari ng kanilang pamilya. Mula noon ay umiwas na ito sa akin at 'di na ako pinapansin. Aaminin ko nasasaktan ako sa pag iwas nito pero anong magagawa ng isang gaya ko? Sabi nga nila isa lang akong hamak na bata na pagdating ng panahon mawawala at mababago rin ang nararamdaman. Totoo ba ang gano'n? Paano kung hindi?

Sekelompok warga desa membawa pulang seorang jasad anak laki-laki ke rumah Sulis, tapi ternyata jasad anak itu bukan anaknya. Sementara itu, pihak sekolah juga menyatakan Damar tidak masuk sekolah dari pagi. Sejak saat itu di rumah Sulis, sesosok bayangan mirip Damar selalu muncul di rumah Sulis, dan meminta ibunya itu untuk mencari jasadnya. Apa yang sebenarnya terjadi?

"Bwiset yun! Kung hindi lang gwapo sinipa kona pag mumukha nun! Aghh letse!" Pag papadyak ko sa buhangin hanggang sa lumingon ako at nakita ko yung mokong nasa likod ko na tumatawa habang naka tingin sa akin kaya natigilan ako bakit tumatawa itong bwiset na ito. "Zin clex by the way and alam kong gwapo ako tss." Pag kasabi niya nun tinapik niya pa yung balikat ko at kumindat pa ang gago malandi din pala tss.. nag lakad na siya papalayo habang akong si tanga hindi parin maka paniwala sa nakita ko na tumawa siya sa harap ko. what the world?

Durante mi recuperación después del parto, mi esposo, Rubén Gutiérrez, llegó a la casa tambaleándose, borracho perdido. Venía con varios que lo sostenían... y con una mujer. Terminó vomitando por toda la sala, y yo, sin decir una sola palabra, me quedé a su lado cuidándolo toda la noche. Jamás imaginé que, al amanecer, lo primero que saliera de su boca fuera: —Está embarazada. Mejor nos divorciamos. No lloré, no grité. Solo asentí con calma. En otra vida, recuerdo haber corrido desesperada por la calle, con mi hija en brazos. Esa mujer pronto se ganó la fama de "fácil" en el pueblo, y hasta la echaron de su casa. Acorralada, terminó lanzándose al río. Rubén, por sus escándalos, perdió el trabajo. Y aun así, nunca me culpó de nada. Cuando nuestra hija cumplió un mes, Rubén encendió una hoguera enorme en el jardín... y nos quemó vivos: a mí, a la niña y a mis padres. Antes de que todo se apagara, alcancé a ver su cara desfigurada por el odio. —¡Bájense al infierno! —gritó—. Váyanse a acompañar a Mariana. Y entonces, al abrir otra vez los ojos, me encontré de vuelta en el mismo instante exacto en que me dijo que quería divorciarse.

Millan was kicked out of his pack. Now living as a rogue, all he had ever known is rejection and cruelty. One day, he stumbles upon the Blayne Pack, which is quite possibly the kindest he has ever encountered. He starts to desire staying in one place and building a home- things that he can't and shouldn't have because he is a defective omega, much more a rogue one. With only fourteen days allowed for him to stay, will he be able to pick himself up and leave? Or will he give in and give up the life that he was used to have? ***** Weston became the Head Alpha at an early age. One day, a wounded rogue is brought to his pack. He is furious and skeptical. Nonetheless, he still allowed the rogue to rest in his territory for two weeks before making him leave. But upon knowing Millan, he starts to feel things that he shouldn't feel, not towards a rogue anyway. With only fourteen days, will he be able to get past his hatred towards rogues and change his mind? Or will he chase him away? ***** Two people. One grew up being loved. One grew up being abused. Is fourteen days enough to change their lives forever?

He is a drop-dead gorgeous widower and she is the thirteenth mate. Desperate enough to find the truth behind her bestfriend's death, Loralee married her bestfriend's widow. The marriage between her and Oryrius Delacorte became possible when Connor Billiones, one of the richest businessman in town adopted her. When Oryrius agreed to the arrange marriage proposed by Connor in exchange of business merging, they believed that Oryrius fell on their trap. What Loralee didn't know, it's the other way around. It's all Oryrius' trap to make the prophecy happen. Magtagumpay kaya ang kani-kanilang mga plano sa oras na mahulog ang damdamin nila sa isa't-isa? Would Loralee set aside her growing feelings and continue the investigation? Would Oryrius also forget his real agenda and start protecting Loralee to the pack? O mas pipiliin nilang isakatuparan ang kani-kanilang misyon kasya palawigin ang umusbong na pag-ibig?

Jusqu'à mes dix ans j'ai été la fille la plus heureuse du monde. J'étais insouciante. Je prenais du plaisir à aller partout. Les gens que je rencontrai à San Francisco n'avait aucun préjugé sur ma couleur de peau. Que j'ai la peau blanche, des cheveux crépus(enfin plus bouclés que crépus quand même) et blonds, des yeux tirant sur le vert et tout ça avec un père noir, une mère et un frère métissés n'a jamais fait tâche. Jusqu'à ce que j'arrive à Dakar C'est dans la ville où j'aurai dû me sentir plus chez moi où je me suis sentie étrangère et non désirée. Les gens en dehors du cercle familial me regardaient bizarrement. J'ai découvert la méchanceté gratuite et la mise en quarantaine alors que je ne suis porteuse d'aucun virus mortel ni autre maladie grave. Juste parce que je suis albinos je mérite qu'on me traite de la sorte. À la limite je préférai être mise en quarantaine parce que quand on me parle c'est pour me traiter de sorcière, de Djinn, d’être maléfique et je ne sais quoi d’autres. On a même accusé ma famille d'avoir pactisé avec le diable pour être riche et que j'étais le résultat de ce pacte. Devant moi certains parents ne se gênaient pas d’interdire leurs enfants de m’approcher. Au début ça me touchait mais maintenant ça ne me fait plus rien. . Ce qui est bien dans mon cas c’est que j’ai tout ce que je veux. Il suffit juste de demander.

A doomsday blizzard hit just before Christmas. The zombie virus exploded. Our fortress was a top-tier ski resort. Now, it was about to fall. My husband, Ethan, was a former Navy SEAL. Our head of security. He swore his defense system was foolproof. The blizzard knocked out the power. But he’d sent all the backup generator fuel to the summit. Just to light up a Christmas tree for Chloe. He even had a few guards up there with them, throwing a party. In my last life, I fought him. I herded everyone into the last bunker. But Chloe whined. A crowded Christmas was boring, she said. She stormed out of the safe room and ran right into the jaws of the horde. Ethan carved a path through the horde to secure the walls. Then he sat in silence, cradling Chloe’s bones. He pretended he wanted to start over with me. He let me get pregnant with his child. The day I gave birth, he knocked me unconscious and dumped me into a nearby zombie nest. He always rescued me just before I died. He’d inject me with a serum that kept me from turning. Nineteen times, he threw me to the zombies. I died in agony as they tore the flesh from my bones. "If you hadn't sabotaged my defenses," he’d hissed, "if you hadn't crashed our party and led the horde right to us, Chloe would still be alive!" I opened my eyes. I was back. Christmas Eve.