The Last Battle Lord Of The Rings

"Loving you is unhealthy, I know it is" Loving a man with all my heart even if I already know his intention to me wasn't true. All his actions and gestures were just a part of their bet, in short... I'm just a bet. But I still loved him despite all of those red, just this once I want to follow my heart even if I know that it will also ruin me in the end. Just for once I want to know how to love and what it feels to be loved, even if it's just an act. I, Arela Charlie Maurier am willing to take a risk just to know what love feels like, I know I'm awful, but I'm desperate because this is my first and last chance. Love will always be the most painful risk that I'll be willing to take.

Ang tanging hiling lamang ni Reeca Abenejo ay makapagtrabaho muli matapos nang siya ay matagal ng maaksidente. Sa tulong ng bestfriend niya na siyang kumupkop at nag-alaga sa kaniya na si Farah at nobyo nitong si Jackson ay pumasok siya bilang kasambahay sa isang pinaka makapangyarihan at mayaman na si Nickolai Vrikzor Straugher, ang nakakatakot na Mafia at nakakatindig balahibo na pagkatao nito. Ang inaakala niyang pagiging kasambahay ay nauwi bilang taga-alaga sa dalawa nitong anak na si Zor at Neeca . Anu ang kaniyang magiging buhay sa pagtakbo ng bawat araw na unti unting natutunan niya mahalin ang mga bata na para bang tunay na mga anak. Ang di niya inaasahan ay mas lalong magpapatibok ng kaniyang puso ay ang Ama ng dalawang bata. Pilit niyang itatago ang paghanga na nadarama sa tuwing magtatama ang kanilang mga mata. Paano kung ang akala niyang lahat ay normal lang yun pala ay puro kasinungalingan. Isang pagsabog sa kaniyang katauhan ang biglang gigimbal na bahagi sa kaniyang nakaraan.

As her ears started ringing, the lump in her throat growing, the words he spoke faded into the background. Her eyes welled up, and her breath hitched, she had heard him right? “Earth to Rebecca, hello?!” He replied to her in an annoyed tone. She took a deep breath, “After 20 yrs you really don’t want a life with me” she managed to speak slightly above a whisper. She had been his rock, put his needs first, never said no to his frivolous spending, and had loved him enough for the both of them; yet in the small bedroom in their city apartment he stood with divorce papers in hand. She hadn’t been naive about the rough patch that they were navigating, but they had always worked past because Rebecca had always put her husband 1st. “Rebecca I don’t love you and no level of your love is going to undo these divorce papers. I can’t even stand to be in this room with you, but I want to be on a united front when we tell the kids.”

“Are you crying?" She shook her head and wiped at her face as more tears were falling. “I’m so stupid.” she groaned. "Now I am truly and utterly alone. If I had just said yes to marrying him, none of this would’ve happened. I wouldn’t have dragged you into this mess.” Without warning, I turned sharp to the side, putting the car to a sudden stop close to the curb. “Don’t ever say that again. You think marrying a man you don’t love, a man who doesn’t care if he hurts you, just to please your family is the right thing to do?” I turned to her slowly. “That would’ve ruined you.” “But I would’ve had a home to go to, I would’ve been taken care of. Now I have nothing,” she looked away. I reached over and gently took her bruised hand in mine. “You did the hardest thing anyone in your position could have done. You saved yourself. That takes more guts than standing there and pretending to be happy.” I tucked a hair behind her ear. “You think you are alone? You’re not… you have me.” ___ Alina Etienne has always lived a life dictated by her parents. She is groomed to be an obedient daughter, a perfect public image, and now, a bride to a man she doesn’t know or love. On her wedding day, crushed by the weight of expectations, Alina does the unthinkable... she says “I don’t” and flees the altar. On the run and scared with nowhere to go, she crosses paths with Mikhail Antonov. A cold, guarded man with a past he doesn’t talk about. What began as a reluctant act of kindness turned into something neither of them expected.

It was my 30th birthday, and my husband said he had a surprise for me. However, on the day of my birthday, he was nowhere to be found. I called him countless times, but no one answered. Just as I was about to panic and consider calling the police, I happened to see a post on the social media feed of his female secretary. “A typhoon hit, and my boss was worried about my safety, so he personally took me home. How wonderful! I’ve got a guardian angel for myself!” My anxiety turned to cold calm in an instant. I commented on her post: “Traveling during a typhoon is dangerous. Tell him he doesn’t need to come back.” Not long after I posted the comment, my husband called. “Kelly, I was only concerned about the safety of my subordinate, and yet you’re thinking such vile thoughts. “Birthdays come every year. Missing one won’t kill you!” You were right. Birthdays came every year. But there was no way I would celebrate them with you.

In the year 2028, the government decides to destroy the world sparing only one million people to restart the next generation. Of those one million people is Christopher Woodsen, a 16 year old tasked with upholding the law of the bunker they were forced into.

Becky Houston, a twenty-three-year-old girl who suffers from kidney problems has always wanted just enough money to buy drugs for herself, not until she sees a juicy offer to become a mother for Mr. Azariah's kids. Her illness is hidden till one day when she is being stroked by bad luck. Will she deem herself fit before the Azariahs or will the love and affection she has already sparked in the Azariah's family be enough to keep her safe from losing fifty thousand dollars? Not when Azariah has already fallen in love with her.

"I love you..." His pitch increases as rage joins in, but still, he manages to retain gentility in his voice. "...but that doesn't mean I can't slit your throat, peanut!... DON'T ANGER ME." Blood drips down my wrist as his blue eyes tore me down, I could feel my fragile, lean wrist trapped within his muscular grip. As he screamed, my heart skipped into my mouth, memories filled my head, memories on how I willingly walked into a trap set up by the devil himself. **** Cupid strikes yet again, boring a deadly arrow in her chest... Krystal Gomez begins a pursuit. Little does she know that soon, she'll become his prey.

Julian Carter orders me to clean up his childhood sweetheart's new home when I'm still recovering from childbirth. "Everyone knows you're good at home economics! Things will be much easier for us with your help." I'm wrapping things up when I feel something dampen my pants. The discharge trickles down my leg and onto the floor. Nadine Stephens covers her mouth and cries dramatically, "What's that? It's so disgusting!" She even bends over and pretends to gag. Awkwardness and shame wash over me, making me want to dig a hole and hide myself. However, Julian grabs me and scowls. "I told you to come here to help. You're causing trouble on purpose, aren't you?" It's Valentine's Day, but he chases me out and tells me to go home. I wait for him for the whole night with our child in my arms. He only returns the following day with love bites on his neck. That's when I know we won't have a future together.

Gerbang hati yang semula tertutup rapat perlahan mulai terbuka, begitu luas hingga siapa pun bisa masuk dan keluar dengan bebas. Mengisahkan perjalanan asmara seorang pemuda mulai sejak ia balik hingga dewasa. Mencintai dan berujung kehilangan merupakan sesuatu yang tak asing baginya. Harapan untuk menemukan cinta sejatinya menjadi satu-satunya alasan untuk ia tetap melangkah menerobos setiap luka. Namun, angannya berkhianat, mimpinya yang melebihi utopia berakhir pada kenyataan pahit tentang wanita yang paling ia cintai tak mungkin menjadi miliknya. Menyisakan deretan penyesalan tak berujung, menancapkan sebilah belati yang tertanam abadi dalam hatinya. Saat itulah bunga terakhir tumbuh dengan semerbak, menariknya dari jurang keterpurukan. @zii.092