Slow Dance Romantic

Si Mikaela, nawasak ang puso matapos matuklasan ang pagtataksil ng kanyang nobyo, ay ibinuhos ang kanyang kalungkutan sa alak sa isang lokal na bar. Sa kalasingan, nagkaroon siya ng one-night stand sa isang estranghero. Limang taon ang lumipas, habang nahihirapan siyang makahanap ng pera para sa operasyon ng kanyang maysakit na anak, napilitan siyang magtrabaho bilang isang GRO ng isang gabi. Sa isang high-end na bar, iniligtas siya mula sa mga agresibong parokyano ng mga bodyguard at dinala sa isang VIP room, kung saan nakilala niya ang lalaking nakasiping niya noon. Napagtanto niyang ito ang ama ng kanyang anak at isang makapangyarihang bilyonaryo, ang may-ari ng Enriquez Empire. John Troy Enriquez, bussiness man. Isang mapusok at nakakatakot na tao isang makapangyarihang angkan. Tinulungan siya nitong makuha ang kinakailangang medikal na pangangalaga para sa kanilang anak. Ano kayang mangyayari sa kanyang buhay? Malampasan ba kaya niya ang ang pagsubok sa kanyang buhay pag-ibig?

“Whenever I wake up, I feel that I had a vast and complicated dream"… But no! It was never a dream to begin with. Elin died in her first life with many regrets and then began her second life in a different world where people had magical abilities. Unfortunately she died again while fighting as a soldier for her country. Her third life began and she woke up when she was still 18 years old in her first life. Now, she must get rid of all her regrets and make sure that she protects her father and herself until the end. The Elin, who was once very odious in her first life started to live her first life again. “You should do what I want!” said a manly voice, his seductive eyes making her feel drunk but no!!! She mustn’t fell in love when love has always been her enemy in her every life. “Move back! I have no interest in you"… “But what should I do, I can’t let you go anymore. You let me have your kindness, so, let me have you, too".

The death of her sister shocked Belle but that didn’t stop her to step into the mystery of her sister’s murder. But what if those murderers aren’t done by a supernatural being? Belle’s sister died the day before her marriage. People claimed she had killed herself but Belle didn’t believe the investigation and decided to take it by herself. Everything comes down when she had no rules, and the only way for her to find the bottom of the mystery was to call up a demon. Except, this demon is a willful, selfish, and as handsome as devilish he was. Extract: In fear, Belle tried to dash but a hand had sneaked out from the black fog, holding tightly to her elbow. What followed the tight grip on her arm was a voice that sounded deep— deep enough to sound as though he hell was shallower compared to him. "Now, now, where are you running, little prey?" Belle didn't know what she had done. She didn't know what force had caused her to activate what she did. She didn't know what had happened either as her mind was slow to grasp her surrounding. But there was one thing she knew after staring back at the bright red eyes across her. She was looking at a demon. She had called a demon.

As the upcoming tour approached, the dance troupe suddenly revoked my position as the lead dancer. Anxious to get an explanation in person, I lost my footing due to my distracted state and tumbled down the stairs. While enduring the sharp pain and preparing to call for emergency services, a notification popped up on my phone screen: “Redwood Dance Troupe: Welcome our new lead dancer, Averil Wells, and our generous sponsor, Julian Ford." The accompanying photo featured two smiling faces—my husband of seven years, whom I had secretly married, and his pampered mistress. Julian had his arm wrapped around Averil's waist as he placed a gentle kiss on her cheek. Meanwhile, Averil clung to Julian's neck, her face radiating shyness and delight.

Abeni's world turns upside down when her father can't repay his debt to NYC's most dangerous man - Dmitry Kuznetsov. With her freedom on the line, Abeni gets sucked into Dmitry's glamorous yet treacherous domain. Though Dmitry commands her obedience, Abeni feels an irresistible spark with the magnetic crime lord. As the stakes climb higher, she faces an impossible choice - submit to Dmitry's demands or put her family at risk. Torn between loyalty and desire, Abeni engages in a high-stakes game with the cunning kingpin. But Dmitry never loses control - he wants Abeni, and he intends to own her in every way. Will Abeni give in to Dmitry to protect those she loves? Or will she defy the Russian Devil to save herself?

Carol Renae never thought that she would catch the attention of Titus Black, the man with the highest status in Northvale, after running into him once. However, after they ran into each other a few more times “by accident”, Carol demanded, “What do you want, Titus Black?!”Titus cupped her face and stared into her eyes. “You,” he answered playfully.

Keanna woke up not remembering what had happened to her. She woke up living with a man she barely knew, who seemed to know her but was always expecting her to do different things. What’s worse, he calls her by a different name. The weird dreams, tiredness, voices in her head and forgetfulness. Would they be able to adjust to this reality? How will they coincide with each other?

Aiden is good at everything...except communicating with others. He distances himself from his classmates and focuses too much on his studies to have a social life. .Until, he’s paired up with boisterous Miles to share a room in an upcoming school trip.

Svanna Rose is the black swan of their family. She's the main character that always play the role of antagonist to her own story. She is like Odile, the evil daughter of sorcerer who disguised as Odette. But who are we to judge her, if we are all pretending to be someone who aren't we? Who are we to judge her if she is also a victim of cruelty? Pursuing her dream to become the prima ballerina of the famous ballet 'The Swan Lake', she found herself stuck in a very dangerous situation. And all she can to do is to take a risk as she was claimed to be the black swan of Saint Vicenzo Santorini. Let's witness how she dance to the danger rhythm of uncertainty, as she slowly unveil the truth behind her cruel destiny. "My passion in dancing brought me to life, little did I know it also leads me to my own graveyard"

Sandra Kinsey's dance studio was where she buried her passion. It was also our secret place. No one else was allowed in. No one but me. Until one day, her assistant barged in, using a love for Latin dance as an excuse, and danced with her intimately. Sandra didn't push him away. That was the moment I knew—you can't make someone stay when their heart has already left. I stripped her of her authority, took over the company myself, and gave Sandra all the freedom she could ever ask for. But later, eyes red and voice trembling, she looked at me and demanded to know why. I sat on the couch and glanced at her with indifference. "Freedom," I said, "always comes at a price. Doesn't it?"