Shishunki Na Adam Light

Si Jacob ang ultimate crush ni Yumi na ang tingin sa kanya ay little sister lang ng bestfriend nitong si Nathan. Ang lalaki ang ginawa niyang inspirasyon habang nag-aaral kahit na ba walang katugon ang damdamin niyang iyon. Minsan ay nagmakaawa siya rito. " Kaya ko siyang higitan, Jacob . Akin ka na lang, please? " Habang patuloy sa pag-agos ang luha sa kanyang mga mata. Ngunit hindi niya inasahan ang magiging sagot nito sa kanya. " You will never be like her Yumi. You can't even compete to her because you're nothing and I don't even like you , kung hindi lang dahil sa pagkakaibigan namin ni Nathan nunkang lalapitan kita. " Those words that leave a mark in her young heart. Ok na sana pero bakit nagsalita pa itong muli. " And please, stay out of my sight forever! " Nasaktan siya. Kaya umiwas siya at nagpakalayo-layo. Hindi niya akalaing sa muli nilang pagkikita ay mag-iba ang ikot ng mundo. May katugon na kayang damdamin ang pag-ibig ni Yumi?

ISANG GABI. ISANG PAGNANASA Siya si Solidad Santos Cutanda, o mas kilalang Sol- 20 years old. Nag-iisang tinaguyod ang nag-iisang kapatid na may sakit sa puso. Dahil sa kahirapan ay kung anu-ano na ang pinasok na trabaho para sa araw-araw na mintinas nang gamot sa kapatid. " Sigurado ka na kaya mo ibinta ang sarili kapalit ang kaligtasan sa kapatid mo, Sol?" "Oo, kahit ang katawan ko kapalit mailigtas ko lamang ang aking kapatid.'' Saan kaya hahantong ang kapalaran ni Solidad? Makakaya kaya niya ang mga hamon sa buhay?

After I became a vegetable, Samuel kept me alive for two years with all sorts of tubes. I thought he couldn’t bear to let me go—until his true love returned to the country. He took my corneas and transplanted them to her. Right in front of me, he spoke to her with the utmost tenderness: “Don't worry; you'll be fine. These eyes have been prepared for you for two years.” As a result, I had an adverse reaction after the surgery and passed away. When he heard the news, his eyes turned crimson with rage, and he nearly smashed the hospital: ”Didn't you say there wouldn’t be any problems?!”

Justin Antonio Martínez, a wealthy and powerful businessman, the owner of the Martínez Fashion Industry. His arrogance and unrelenting ambition was well known to the prying eyes of the media. As Justin searches for the perfect woman to hire as his wife, he meets Isabella, a woman who unexpectedly challenges the emptiness of his carefully controlled life. ✦✦✦✦ "You’re relentless, wife." "And who’s a good boy?" She teased, tilting her head at me like she was addressing a misbehaving puppy. I smirked but kept my mouth shut. She leaned in closer, her voice softening to a coo. "Is the good boy angry?" That was it. Restraint? Gone. Before I knew it, my hand was at the back of her neck, pulling her closer. Her eyes widened as her breath caught, her face mere inches from mine. "Justin." She whispered, barely audible, her hand gripping mine like she wasn’t sure if she wanted to push me away or pull me closer. "Yes, wife?" I asked, my gaze flicking between her wide eyes and her parted lips. "Justin." She said again, pouting this time, her cheeks turning a shade of red that I couldn’t ignore. "Hmm?" I couldn’t help myself. I leaned in, pressing a quick, firm kiss to her soft lips. The way her eyes widened and her blush deepened—it was priceless. She froze for a moment, like she couldn’t believe what just happened. I released her neck but kept hold of her hand, guiding it downward. "I’ve got your good boy right here." I teased, my voice low as I placed her hand over the hard bulge in my sweatpants. She looked so flustered, so completely off her game. And damn it, she was tempting. Too tempting.

In a world teetering between myth and reality, Everest never asked to be a savior—just as she never asked to be the destined mate of Finn, the brooding Alpha haunted by a shattered past. When an ancient prophecy ties her bloodline to unimaginable power, Everest must navigate a labyrinth of treachery, forsaken monsters, and a bond that feels more like a curse than a blessing. As dark forces rise, Finn struggles to confront his demons and accept the love he doesn’t think he deserves, even as Everest’s magic becomes the wolves’ last hope for survival. But their fragile connection is tested when a vengeful monster of legend emerges from the shadows, hellbent on annihilating their kind. With the clock ticking, Everest must embrace her destiny, heal what has been broken, and decide if love is worth risking everything—even her humanity. Bound by fate. Torn by fear. Will her light be enough to banish the darkness, or will the wolves be consumed by it forever?

Elara had always felt different but had no idea why. She grew up in a quiet human village, raised by her devoted aunt, Caroline. Her life changes one night when, while trying to assist in a village accident, she loses her way and wanders into the forbidden forest. Elara meets a rogue wolf who is about to attack her and just when she thinks all is over, Aiden, the strong and beautiful Alpha of the Nightbane Pack, saves her, with a destined fate. As she recovers in Aiden's mansion, Elara starts to notice strange changes within herself, like glowing eyes, whispered voices, and mysterious dreams. She then realizes that she is not human but a werewolf blessed by the Moon, destined to guide Aiden the Alpha. Elara and Aiden's peace doesn't last long. Darius, an exiled Alpha filled with envy and jealousy, plans to ruin their lives and change their fate. As love brings Elara and Aiden together, they face great dangers. Elara needs to find her inner strength, face the truth, and decide whether to run away from her fate or accept her role as the Light that guides the Fire.

Seven years into our marriage, my husband, Lucas Thorne, is hailed as a legendary astronomer in the field of astronomy. It is no secret that he absolutely adores me, his wife. He always keeps a polite, distant demeanor with those around him. Even when his new assistant, Serena Cox, asks for his number, he coldly turns her down. In the year he proposed to me, he named a star "LAW", which was an acronym for "Lucas Adores Wilma". Since then, every asteroid he discovers is named with initials that hold a special significance only the two of us know. To others, they might just be scientific achievements. But to me, they are unspoken love letters. This goes on until this morning, when I stumble upon an unfamiliar phone. I unlock it easily with my middle name, thinking it's yet another quiet gesture of his love. But to my horror, I find a string of explicit messages between him and another woman. The person who was at the receiving end of those messages was none other than… Serena, his assistant.

Sa loob ng dalawang taong pagsasama ay puno ng pag-asa si Annie na matututunan rin siyang mahalin ni Lucas ngunit laking pagkakamali niya dahil sa araw mismo ng second anniversary nila ay inabot nito sa kaniya ang divorce agreement. Puno ng sakit at pagkadismaya ay pumayag siya kahit na noong araw sana na iyon ay gusto na niyang sabihin rito na buntis siya, ngunit bigla na lamang namatay ang lolo ni Lucas at hiniling nito na kung pwede ay huwag na lamang silang maghiwalay at ayusin nila ang kanilang pagsasama kaya sinabi niya na susugal siya muli at aasa na baka isang araw ay matutunan na siyang mahalin ni Lucas. Hanggang sa isang araw ay nasangkot siya sa aksidente kung saan ay ang una niyang tinawagan ay si Lucas para magpasaklolo, gusto niyang mabuhay, gusto niyang mabuhay ang mga anak niya. "Iligtas mo ako, iligtas mo ang mga anak natin... " "Tumigil ka! Palagi tayong gumagamit ng proteksiyon! Kaya napakaimposible ng sinasabi mo!" Doon siya nagising sa katotohanan na hanggang sa mga oras na iyon ay walang ibang mahalaga rito kundi ang unang minamahal nito, mas inuna nitong puntahan ito kaysa ang iligtas siya at ang anak nila. Patatawarin niya ba ito sa kabila ng pagkawala ng mga anak niya sa ngalan ng kanilang pagsasama kahit na labis ang pagsisisi nito sa nangyari? O tuluyan na niya na itong palalayain at hahayaang maging masaya sa piling ng pinakamamahal nitong babae?

I'm in the middle of my pediatric shift when an emergency call comes in. A three-year-old boy arrives, hemorrhaging and unconscious from a car crash, but there is no matching blood type in the bank. Then, it hits me that my husband, Ethan Stone, has the same blood type, so I ask him to donate blood right away. When he arrives and stands frozen to the spot, I can no longer hold back my rage. "What are you waiting for? Saving his life is the priority here!" That's when the boy's mother sprints over and screams, "No! Close family can't donate! He's the boy's father!"

I was four months pregnant when I discovered that my husband had fallen for our young family helper. He dropped to his knees and started slapping himself repeatedly with such force that blood rolled down from the corner of his mouth. He sobbed, swearing it was just a drunken mistake, swearing to me he'd never see her again. Thinking of the baby growing inside me, my heart softened, and I tore the divorce papers. The day I went into labor, I suffered serious complications. The baby was stillborn, and the umbilical cord was wrapped around his neck. He didn't even get the chance to cry. I was drowning in grief, but then my husband walked into the delivery room holding the family helper's baby in his arms. "Don't be sad, Kelda. She's willing to let you raise her child." My anger ran so deep that I bit my lip until it bled. It was all my fault! I had been treating him too well all these years. He had completely forgotten what I, Kelda Shaw, was really capable of.