Tabi No Tochu

In my third year of marriage, Victor Lyon, the most prominent man in Sagedale's elite circle as well as my husband, goes viral on the Internet once again. This time, it's because he has decided to throw a grand wedding to be with Carol Braun, the low-income student he has been sponsoring. I don't kick up a fuss, nor do I throw a tantrum. In fact, I even have someone send them my wishes. Because of that, the rich wives of Sagedale's elite circle view me as a complete joke. After the wedding, Victor explains to me, "Carol's grandpa is very ill. His death wish is to see her marry a good man. I was just acting with her the whole time, Lilian. Don't take it to heart." I just smile and nod. "Yeah, I believe you." In my previous life, I had demanded explanations from Victor hysterically. But in return, he screwed over my parents' company to the point that they were forced to jump off a building by debtors. I got my legs broken before I got thrown into a mental asylum that tortured me endlessly. Thank goodness God took pity on me, for He gave me another chance in life. This time, I no longer want Victor's love. I just want his wealth. When he's busy going on a honeymoon with Carol, I secretly have his assets transferred under my name. When Victor's attending prenatal checkups with Carol, I trick him into signing a share-transfer agreement. Whenever he betrays me, I'll take some of his assets away. Once Victor betrays me three more times, he won't have anything under his name.

Nilisan ni Azalea ang kanilang probinsya dahil gusto niyang lumayo sa kanyang madrasta. Natuto siyang lumaban sa hamon ng buhay sa kanyang murang edad simula noong mamatay ang kanyang ina. Ngunit tila nagbago lahat ng kanyang plano nang biglang dumating sa kanyang buhay ang lalaking nagngangalang Izon. Izon Bricks Villamor, a twenty four year stunner and sole heir of Villamor Enterprise. He's good at everything and that includes flirting with some other random women. Paano kung isang araw bigla na lamang mabihag ni Azalea ang kanyang pusong uhaw sa atensyon? Kakayanin niya bang itaya ang lahat ng meron siya para lamang manatili sa tabi ng babaeng nakapagpa-ibig sa kanya?

"You're mine at mananatili ka sa piling ko hanga't gusto ko!" madiin at may halong pagbabanta na bigkas ng lalaking kaharap ni Precious Amber Rodriguez. HIndi niya akalain na sa simpleng pagtakas niya sa kasal sa lalaking itinalaga ng sarili niyang ama ay mapupunta siya sa kamay ni Lucian Montefalco Ferrero. Ang lalaking pinagbentahan niya ng kanyang virginity. Ang lalaking kailan niya lang nalaman na tiyuhin pala ng kanyang ex-boyfriend. Kakayanin niya kayang makisama sa isang lalaking umpisa pa lang, alam niyang katawan lang ang habol sa kanya or pikit mata siyang mananatili sa tabi nito alang-alang sa may sakit niyang Ina?

Malinaw na nakikita ni Rosie Frey Israel ang magiging kinabukasan niya sa kanyang boyfriend na si Rico. Tanging alok na kasal na lamang ang hinihintay niya mula rito. Ngunit hindi niya inasahang sa pagpunta niya sa night club ay malalaman niyang pinagtataksilan pala siya nito. Sa gabing iyon, hinayaan niya ang sariling uminom at kalimutan ang pagiging guro ngunit mas hindi niya inasahan na sa muling paggising niya sa umaga ay ibang lalaki na ang nasa tabi niya. Hindi niya napaghandaan na isang West Severino pala ang magpapabago sa takbo ng kanyang buhay. Kakayanin niya kayang tumaliwas sa tukso o mas pipiliin niyang sumabay sa agos at magpalunod?

(Castiel Revamonte’s Story) Alam ni Joana na hindi permanente ang pananatili niya sa tabi ni Castiel—ang asawa ng kanyang kakambal. Pinalitan niya ang kanyang kakambal sa pagpapakasal dito hanggang sa makabalik ang babae mula sa kung saang lupalop ng mundo. Ayos na sana kung hindi lang pasaway ang utak, puso at katawan niya. Minahal niya si Castiel at bumukaka siya rito na hindi naman dapat. Kaya naman nang bumalik ang kanyang kakambal, wala siyang nagawa kundi luhaang iwan ang lahat. Iniwan niya si Castiel ngunit dala-dala naman niya sa kanyang sinapupunan ang pinunla nito. Four years later, they met again and he was mad—raging mad at her for leaving him and for keeping their daughter.

Tahimik ang buhay ni Kit hanggang sa lumipat ang nakakainis na lalaki sa tabi ng unit niya. Gabi-gabing may maingay na kalabog at mga halinghing ang umistorbo sa tulog niya. Nang di na makatiis, sinugod niya ito at sinita. Ang mas nakakainis, pati siya ay nilalandi nito. Sa malas, akalain ba niyang ito rin pala ang naging modelo para sa raket na tinanggap niya. Right at that moment, alam na ni Kit na magiging impiyerno ang mga linggong magkakatrabaho sila ni Aiden. She was not prepared for it. Definitely not. Pero hindi pala doon matatapos ang kanyang problema. Kinaumagahan matapos siyang maglasing isang gabi, nagising siya sa kama ng lalaking kinaiinisan.

A few weeks before our wedding, Rodney Luther's stepmother, Jessica Flaine, posts a photo on her social media. In the photo, she's wearing the wedding dress I picked out, holding a bouquet of red roses, and shyly leaning toward Rodney, asking for a kiss. The caption reads—"Dreams fulfilled." I don't call Rodney in tears or throw a fit like I used to. I simply like the post and leave a comment. "Screenshot sent to Rodney's father." Not long after, Jessica deletes the post, and Rodney's phone call follows immediately. "Ivana, you're being so petty! The rest of my days belong to you. It's only today that I'm fulfilling a small dream of Jessica's. Hurry up and explain things to my dad! "Come on, be good. I've got a gift for you." A scoff escapes me. "Rodney, do you hear me clearly? Go explain it to your father yourself!"

He is the unchallenged Alpha of the Shadow pack. He crushes my hand, lets his true love drive me to the brink, and forces me to lick wolfsbane from my wounds in the punishment chamber, turning me into the pack's laughingstock. I am the Lunar pack's pawn in a political bonding. After enduring three years of humiliation and clutching enemy intelligence, I overturn his throne during the Moon Ceremony, making him watch helplessly as his beloved betrays him and his pack descends into chaos. Later, he backs down. He abdicates as Alpha and gets down on his knees at the pack's border every day, his voice hoarse from shouting, "I was wrong." I hold a blood-stained dagger, my gaze icy as I say, "Your regret is deadlier than wolfsbane and worth even less than my life." Our bonding is a calculated trap, and revenge is the move I am determined to play. Winning him back no longer matters. This time, I am not turning back. I want nothing but his endless remorse and the chance to break my chains and begin a new life.

I pushed the door open and saw Giovanna standing there in my silk robe—my gift from Enzo—and wearing my heirloom pendant. She lifted a brow and mocked me, “The robe fits, the pendant’s mine, and you—get out.” I grabbed Enzo, demanding an explanation, but he shoved a fake contract in my face, saying, “You signed it.” “I did not. Stop lying!” I snapped. He snapped at me, “This is family business. You know nothing.” It seemed three years together was nothing but an act. That very night, I ran away to Milan. I had nowhere to go and no one to turn to until Mark showed up out of nowhere. “Don’t be scared,” he said. “I’ve got you. As long as I’m around, no one touches you.” He protected me, and for a moment, I really thought I’d finally found someone I could rely on. However, when we were practicing at the shooting range later, I stared at him. “Why are you helping me?” I asked. “And don’t tell me it’s because of that mess I left behind.” His eyes flickered for a second before he answered, “Just trust me. That’s all you need to do.” Something about the way he said it made my stomach twist. This whole disaster was all one giant setup. And now here I am, gripping a gun, fighting for justice, but am I really avenging myself? Or was I already someone else’s pawn from the very beginning?

For four years I was his secretary, and for four years I warmed his bed. I knew everything, from his family business to the secrets he whispered to me at night. But to him, I was nothing more than a toy he could summon whenever he pleased. The moment his first love, Sofia Costa, flew back into the country, he humiliated me without a second thought. He kissed her in a Sicilian church, abandoned me on a rain-soaked road with a gash ten inches long on my calf, and later dismissed me with a cold, cutting line. He said I was someone unimportant, someone he could simply ignore. She waved the tulip plush he'd given her in front of me. "I'm the only one he loves. You were just a stand-in." While I rebuilt my life in Chicago and finally found some peace, this ruthless Mafia don knelt outside my door, eyes red with emotion. "Elena, come back to me." I kicked his hand away with a smile. "Your so-called devotion disgusts me."