The Doors Didnt Open Her Path

I'm eight months pregnant when I suddenly faint on the train. My husband panics and cries for help as he kneels beside me. An interning doctor hurries to me. She doesn't bother checking my condition before saying, "The patient needs to undergo a C-section! We have to get the baby out now, or it might die of suffocation!" Then, she slices me open with a fruit knife—she doesn't take any precautionary measures before doing so. She takes my child out. I'm in so much pain that I don't even have the strength to scream. My blood flows everywhere. Yet, a photo of her holding my baby while standing in a pool of blood goes viral. People call her the prettiest doctor alive. My husband and his family are eternally grateful to her. They don't go after her for causing my death; they even make her my child's godmother! Meanwhile, I'm given a simple cremation. No one cares about me. After my death, all my assets go to my husband and his family. Only then do I hear my husband and the doctor talking to each other, sounding smug. "This plan killed two birds with one stone. We got rid of that woman and made ourselves out to be heroes!" That's when I learn the interning doctor is my husband's junior from high school. They got together when he accompanied me to my prenatal checkups! She failed her internship, so my husband came up with this idea—he wanted to use my death to boost her reputation and help her! Even my child eventually died under their "care". When I open my eyes again, I'm taken back to the day we get on the train.

Laura’s life was a relentless storm of betrayal and resilience. Working as a cleaner, she endured mistreatment before being falsely accused of theft and fired. As her mother’s illness worsened, Laura risked their family home to cover treatment costs. Desperate for income, she found a job as a waitress with the help of Jerry Hills, a kind-hearted waiter who became a close friend. Unknown to her, Jerry was connected to Fred Walker, a notorious CEO who manipulated events to hire Laura as his secretary. Fred’s schemes strained Laura’s trust in Jerry, but her rough relationship with Fred shifted when a shared past emerged. A pendant Fred wore unraveled their connection, sparking a secret romance. However, their bond was tested when Laura became pregnant, and Fred, fearing exposure of his affair with Maggie, his account officer, pushed her away. Seeking solace, Laura confided in Maggie, unaware she was her estranged step-sister. Consumed by jealousy, Maggie plotted to harm Laura but was stopped by her own son, Jack, whose life Laura once saved. As secrets unraveled, Fred sought redemption, proposing to Laura in hopes of a fresh start. Can love truly conquer betrayal and bring lasting healing?

I discover Quilton Fuller's affair before our wedding, so I lie to him about having aborted our child. He hates me for that and gets engaged to a woman who looks just like me. On his wedding day, he video-calls me, wanting to show me his bride. However, he's greeted by the sight of me bloody and battered after being tormented by abductors. I beg him to at least save the baby in my womb, but he says to the abductors, "You'd better kill her and her child."

Behind every locked door lies a secret… For Elena, it’s the hunger she hides from her cold and distant husband. For Adrian, it’s the forbidden desire he feels for the one woman he should never touch—his stepmother. What begins as stolen glances and teasing remarks quickly spirals into something dangerous. Behind closed doors, guilt turns into obsession, lust turns into fire, and the line between right and wrong disappears. But how long can they keep their dirty secret before it explodes, tearing the family apart? A forbidden romance dripping with passion, danger, and irresistible temptation.

Lucas and Alex were born differently, but Lucas lived with a secret, more specific and intriguing. Betrayed twice by James, Alex became broken, cold, and depressed. He decided to end it all, but Lucas stepped in with kind words and pulled him out from his darkest edge, and left him with a good luck charm. Alex swore off love and locked his heart away. He became a man with one motive...rejection of love proposals. Any gender that crossed his path was used and dumped. His only desire was to meet his lucky charm guy (Lucas) again. Two years later, they met, and his love bloomed. As the feelings grew, so did Alex’s fear and, with it, his anger. How could he love again when the past still haunted him? Out of jealousy, his love for Lucas suddenly turned to hatred. Why did he hate the one person who made him feel alive again? Can Alex overcome his fear of betrayal, or will he destroy the very love that could heal him completely? What secret did Lucas live with? Could they navigate it and bond again, or would they fall apart? ***MM Romance***

Eirene Marial Lopez had always been confident and independent. That's why when she met Rylle Balmaceda and fell for him, she did everything to get close to him. But when she learned he has feelings for her best friend, her heart broke. She started aching for herself. Everything went worse when an accident happened, depriving her from doing what she loved the most - fashion designing. That accident changed her completely. She became angry with everyone especially to the one who broke her heart and wrecked it. With everything that's happened and the pain and hate she nurtured, will love's passion and heat defeat the coldness which wrapped her heart?

My husband, Damien Falcone, had 99 lovers. And I was the mafia princess men lined up to die for. The day we got together, everyone in our world took bets. They said we wouldn't last three months. But then , everything changed. For me, he wiped his phone clean, built a rose manor, and got down on one knee. Then, on our wedding night, he told me he wanted an open marriage. "Our bodies can play," he said. "But our loyalty? That's just for us." I agreed. Then came his 100th lover, Sophia Ricci. She betrayed our family in an arms deal. Almost got my father killed. But Damien protected her. He even moved her into our home. So, I did what any heartbroken mafia princess would do. I got drunk and woke up in another man's bed. I just didn't know that man was Damien's uncle.

You're always one decision away from a completely different life. Ezra made a choice like this in his youth. As the next alpha of one of the most powerful werewolf packs, he had big plans for his reign. That all changed when he realized his mate was a human girl named Cass. Believing a human mate would make him weak, he chose a path for the both of them that he thought would keep him strong, and her out of his life. What happens when their paths cross again years later, and he sees the consequences of his choices? What will Cass do when she finds out the truth about the choice she never got to make?

Haeden is the definition of an 'strong, independent woman'. She lives with what her beliefs are and always defending her point when she knows that she's right. She has her own goal in life and she promised to achieve it no matter what. Until she met Deniel, a civil engineering student from MAPUA who persistently make his own way to enter her world. And little did she know, she's already falling in love with him. But she forgot to remind herself that.. everything that fall gets broken.

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?