Say You Love Me Say You Love Me

"You were never really meant to last, Olivia. Sebastian just made the mistake of dying in your place.” Philip's eyes darken, and something cruel passes in them. “But don’t worry—you won’t be far behind.” Something inside me shatters. My voice shakes, my whole body trembling. “My heart, my love. I gave you everything. And this is w-what I get?” ••• Olivia made all the wrong choices. She chased the wrong love, trusted the wrong people, and lost everything—including the one person who had always been there. Now, with a second chance, everything is changing. But can she fix what she broke? Can she love the husband she once pushed away? And more importantly… will he ever let her? Sebastian once begged her to stay. Now, he won’t even look at her. The wounds she left behind run too deep. The love she never wanted is slipping through her fingers, and she’s beginning to understand things she failed to see before. The truth is slowly unveiling itself, and it’s more painful than she ever imagined. This time, she’s not just going to stand by—she’s going to fight for him, for their future. But as old enemies resurface and secrets are revealed, Olivia realizes the price of redemption may be more than she’s willing to pay. Can she make things right before it’s too late, or will she lose him again, this time for good?

Three years… That is how long Eunice Tsui spent in a coma after the car accident five years ago. Now that she is awake, the perpetrator must settle his debts. She's returning to the country that never gave her a warm home, and this time, she's taking matters into her own hands. She will track down every rat hiding in the sewer and eliminate them herself. No more being pushed around or feeling unwelcome—she's taking control of the situation. However, her well-thought-out revenge compromises when Jullian Lopez keeps appearing before her. What will be his role in the stage she built for the culprits to gather around? EXCERPT: “Mommy, I missed you!” A four-year-old boy rushes to her side and gives her a loud kiss on the cheek. “How’s my baby?” With an unusually delicate smile on her lips, Eunice asked softly. “Mommy, don’t embarrass me!” Eunice raised a brow and chuckled. “And why is that? You will always be my baby. Besides, we’re the only people here. Why would you feel embarrassed if I called you my baby?” Jillian pouted, folding his arms as he looked past his mom and pointed at the man who emerged from her bathroom only wrapped in a bath towel, barely covering anything. “Eunice Tsui! Why does that child look so much like me?” the man inquired. Eunice rolled her eyes and retorted, “Jullian Lopez, stop assuming. We never sleep together!” Astounded, Jillian shifted his gaze from the two adults to the bedroom, which looked like a super hurricane had passed because of how messed up the bed and every corner of the room were.

On the day of the company's annual gala, my CEO husband suddenly assigned me an unexpected business trip. The plane had barely touched down when I received a call from his young assistant. Before I could utter a word, her voice came through, "Matty, did you send Daphne on that business trip just so we could spend more time together?" And then, as if to hammer the nail deeper into my heart, I heard his unmistakable tone—light, indulgent, full of affection, "What do you think, silly girl?" Her laughter rang out before she teased, "Then tonight, let's try something new. I promise you'll be satisfied..." The call ended amidst a swirl of suggestive murmurs. Staring at my phone, I waged a silent war with the pain gripping my chest. Again and again, I dialed his number, each attempt met with either silence or the cruel finality of his phone being switched off. Finally, I let out a bitter laugh, tucking the phone away as if to bury the wound it carried. From that moment on, I resolved—no more questions, no more efforts to understand this man who had once been my whole world. But fate has its own irony. Later, it was he who came back, pleading, begging me to love him again.

Jane Stadler wakes up from a six-year coma to a world that believes she’s dead. Her husband, Daniel, betrayed her. Her adopted sister took her place. And the man who saved her? The one her enemies fear the most—viktor orlov and his son, Diego Orlov. With nothing left, Jane is given a choice: step into power or disappear forever. But Diego isn’t just offering her protection—he’s offering revenge. And the moment she steps out of that hospital, the world will know she’s back.

WARNING: MATURE CONTENT Jack Grant is a self-absorbed billionaire CEO who can't keep it in his pants. He believes he can buy any woman with just the right amount and treats them like trash. Cindy Banks is a sexy and beautiful young lady with a strong dislike for arrogant and unfaithful men. She has just one goal: to give her little brother a better chance at life. Cindy crosses paths with Jack Grant in her quest for a good job and suddenly he wants her beneath him, begging for more. However, she puts him in his place and shoves his job in his face. Jack Grant is upset by Cindy's rejection but she also successfully piques his interest. He sees her as a challenge and goes all out to conquer her with the intention of humiliating her when he finally gets in-between her legs. What Jack did not count on though, was falling head over heels in love with his secretary but, is it too late for him? How far would he go in order to prove to Cindy that what he feels for her is true?

Charlotte's husband has become the CEO of Strauss Asset Investments. Only good things can happen, right? Well, that's what she thought. On the same night, she caught her husband cheating on her with her best friend. The following day, she was wrongfully accused of her grandparents' death, leading to her unjust imprisonment. The two people she loved disposed of her like she was nothing but trash. Not only that, they took everything from her! Her last days of comfort came from a man whose love she had rejected in the past. Because of his help, she wanted to live again, but it was too late… or so she thought. In an unexpected twist, the wheel of fate turned in her favor, and Charlotte was given a second chance. This time, she will protect her grandparents and make her enemies pay! More importantly, this time, she swore to love Mister Wright. *** “I want to marry you, Liam," Charlotte said to the man who had secretly loved her for years. Liam's lips rounded. He asked, "Do I have a say in this matter?" "You don't want to?" Charlotte asked back. "I - didn't - say that," he replied. When the man finally agreed to marry her, she said, "Thank you, Liam. I promise you, this time around, I will love you." Please, follow me on social media. Search Author_LiLhyz on IG or FB. I would love to hear from everyone again!

To save my husband, I drank until my stomach bled. Despite making it to the hospital, no one would treat me—all because he, a prominent surgeon, forbade anyone from attending to his own wife. In a previous life, he had saved me, a deed that fate cruelly repaid: the same day he saved me, his beloved, Lily Evans, tragically died during surgery. Consumed by regret, he lamented, "If I hadn't saved you, she might still be alive." On my birthday, in a twisted celebration, he intoxicated both me and our daughter. In a horrifying turn, he used his surgical skills to ruthlessly stab us both. As I lay bleeding, I begged for our daughter's life, pleading with him to spare her, his biological child. He coldly justified his brutality by claiming that being tied to me caused him to miss his chance with his true love. Fueled by a desperate need to protect my daughter, I fought him ferociously. He inflicted thirty-eight merciless wounds on me before turning his murderous intent towards our child. As I faced death, my last sight was of him, his decision clear as he once again chose his lost love over his living family.

Revenge? Yan ang gusto ni Kingsley Weston Bamford na gawin sa babaeng kinaiinisan niya kung saan sumira sa kanyang pamilya. Amg babaeng dahilan ng pagkamatay ng kanyang ina at gagawin niya ang lahat para maging miserable amg buhay niya. Pero paano kung ang babaeng gusto niyang masira ang siyang magpapabago din ng kanyang prinsipyo sa buhay? Magagawa pa rin ba niya ang itim na balak para dito o manatiling magbulag-bulagan alang-ala sa kanyang yumaong ina?

“Perempuan angkuh! Kau hanya seorang penari erotis, tapi sikapmu yang pongah ini seolah-olah kau adalah putri. Aku bisa saja menawarmu dengan uangku lalu memuaskan diriku dengan tubuhmu dan setelah itu membuangmu seperti sampah." Sean berbicara perlahan, dengan sengaja menekankan setiap kata. "Jadi Kesya mulai sekarang perhatikan sikapmu padaku, sebelum aku benar-benar menghancurkanmu tanpa sisa." Kesya tersenyum sinis lalu menjawab perkataan Sean yang seperti tak punya perasaan itu dengan sikap tenang. “Memangnya kenapa kalau aku penari erotis? Apa pekerjaanmu mengusik ketenanganmu? Kau mengataiku sampah tapi lihat dirimu sendiri, bukankah kau sangat menyedihkan? Jika kau sudah mengetahui bahwa aku ini sampah dan menjijikkan, kenapa kau malah mengejarku?” sambungnya dengan menohok ke dalam hati Sean.

I’d been in love with Cassian Cross—my brother’s best friend, the one and only mafia boss in the NYC—for as long as I could remember. On the night of my twentieth birthday, my brother promised me a surprise. I didn’t expect that surprise to be a very drunk, very kissable Cassian. One reckless night. One baby boy. Cassian agreed to marry me after giving birth. But the day I gave birth to Leo, Cassian said nothing. He just packed up and vanished to France for nearly five years. Then he returned with Alessia. His first love. And when she saw Leo and me, she ran away and disappeared. After that, Cassian never left my side. Like he was trying to be the man I needed all along, that we were finally going to have our chance. But fairytales are lies wrapped in pretty paper. On Leo’s sixth birthday, we were driving to dinner. The brakes failed. The car spun onto the highway, flames licking at the engine. Cassian got out. And then he locked the door. “If it weren’t for you, Alessia would still be by my side. Now? It’s your turn to suffer.” It wasn’t until that moment I understood—Cassian had never loved me. When I opened my eyes again, I was back at my twenties birthday. Cassian was in my bed, exactly where I’d left him in the past. This time, I didn’t hesitate. I ran. And on my way out, I made the call I should’ve made the first time. To Alessia.