The Medium Is Not The Message

When Nathan comes to pick me up on the day of the wedding, he loses his footing and falls down a flight of stairs that's several feet high. He's not badly injured, but he bumps his head on the steps and ends up with jumbled memories. He mistakenly thinks that I am his first love, who had once hurt him. He reacts violently whenever he sees me. At this time, I found out that I am pregnant. The doctor says that the good news might be able to awaken his memories partially. I rush off to find him, holding the medical report. However, I accidentally overhear the conversation between him and his friends. "Nate is always full of ideas. Now he's even claiming that his memories are jumbled up! As long as you don't get bored, Olivia will never be able to force you to get married." "Don't spout nonsense. I do love Liv, and she's the only one that I'll ever love. I'll just have fun for half a month more before I settle down and get married." "Half a month? That isn't even enough time to flirt with all the female models at the club. Can you really be satisfied with that?" Nathan's expression turns cold as he snaps, "I'm not an irresponsible jerk. Liv and I have been together for so many years. "I'm definitely going to marry her. Call someone now! I want the one from yesterday with a tiny waist and a big bottom. It excites me to look at her!" Trembling, I tear up the notice from the hospital and turn to leave.

Bella discovers that the situation she's in is just a game, a dangerous game played by the people she cares about --- her sister and the man she thought was her husband. She was stuck in the middle of it all when she was attracted to the man she was not allowed to love. How can her heart be safe if it does not know how to play?

Nabuntis si Samantha Davis at wala siyang alam tungkol sa lalakeng nakabuntis sa kanya. Matapos siyang itakwil ng kanyang ama, nilisan niya ang lungsod para magsimula muli. Pinalaki niya mag-isa ang mga anak niya, nagsumikap at nalampasan ang hirap. Lingid sa kanyang kaalaman, hinahanap ng kambal niyang mga anak ang tunay nilang ama at hindi sila pipili ng iba! Sa edad na tatlong taong gulang, nagtanong ang mga anak niya, “Mama, nasaan si Dada?” “Ano… nasa malayo si Dada.” Ito ang pinakamadaling paraang para kay Samantha na ipaliwanag sa kanyang mga anak ang dahilan kung bakit wala ang ama nila. Sa edad na apat na taong gulang, nagtanong sila muli. “Mommy, nasaan si Daddy?” “Ano… nagtatrabaho siya sa Braeton City.” Pinili muli ni Samantha na magpalusot. Napagtanto niya na sasagutin din niya balang araw ang tanong ng mga anak niya tungkol sa kawalan nila ng ama at napagdesisyunan na oras na para sabihin ang totoo. Pero, isang araw, lumapit ang mga anak niya sa kanya habang kita ang kinang sa kanilang mga mata, “Mommy, nahanap na namin si Daddy!” Nakatayo sa harapan niya ay isang bloke ng yelo, si Mr. Ethan Wright, ang pinakamakapangyarihang businessman sa lungsod.

Jessica Johnson happily accepts to enter into an arranged marriage with Ethan Mitchell, her first love, even when she knows that he feels nothing for her romantically. She dedicates her time and effort for the first few years of their marriage in hopes of getting Ethan to change his mind and finally fall in love with her. Her whole world comes crashing down when he reveals to her that another woman is carrying his child and requests that she leaves their matrimonial home immediately. “I love you, Ethan” Jessica says watching as her words fall on deaf ears. Unknown to him was the positive result of the pregnancy test that Jessica had gotten from the hospital earlier on in the day. Years later, their paths cross again at his mother’s birthday party, where Ethan is surprised to see Jessica with a baby boy that looked like him. “Is he my child,Jess?” Ethan asks, backing Jessica into a corner. “No child of mine will ever have you as a father.” Jessica replied furiously, watching as guilt consumed Ethan.    

Five years ago, my Alpha parents rescued me from an orphanage and brought me home to the Blue Moon Pack. I thought my life was finally taking a turn for the better. I thought I was safe. But I was wrong. Yolanda McKinney—the fake heiress—conspired with rogue wolves to destroy me. They kidnapped me, ran over my legs with a car, breaking them, and left me battered and bleeding. When my parents and my childhood sweetheart, Joseph Delgado, found me lying in a pool of my own blood, their panic was unmistakable. They rushed me to the pack hospital, but the diagnosis was devastating: I might never walk again. Joseph proposed to me on the spot, vowing to stand by me through everything. My parents, furious at Yolanda's betrayal, promised swift justice. They assured me they had cut all ties with her, that she'd fled in guilt and drowned in a tragic accident. I believed them. I had to. For five years, I focused on recovery, trying to rebuild my shattered life. My marriage to Joseph was my anchor, the one thing I thought I could trust. Until the day I saw Yolanda McKinney alive. "You and Mom and Dad saved my life," she said smugly, her voice dripping with venom. "Without you, that pathetic cripple would’ve been the end of me." My blood ran cold as she continued. "But she never suspected, not even for a second, that you and I have a pup. Mom and Dad? They erased every trace, switched her meds for useless pills—hell, they even buried the evidence." Joseph's response shattered what little remained of my heart. "Don't make it sound so harsh," he murmured. "Marrying her was the only way I could keep sending those forgiveness letters. It was the only way to keep you and our son safe." Every word stabbed me like a blade. My marriage? A lie. My parents? Traitors who discarded me like trash. The justice they’d promised me? A farce. Fine. If I meant nothing to them, then they would mean nothing to me.

She caught her boyfriend with her brother on bed, fuckin hell out of each other on her sister’s wedding day. Sadness and shock triggered her agreement into wearing the wedding dress in her sister’s place, and get married to the so called Mad Alpha that was marrying her sister in exchange for war. Maia thought he would have forgotten about her and the memory they once shared before this, until he caught her at the hallway, and raised her jaw. “Give me my heart, Lillth” She thought he was mad indeed but what happens when she learned that he has another soul living inside of him and that he could change character within a blink of an eye? Riot knew her as the girl he slept with, but Eros, the soul inside of him knew her as Lilith the cunning woman he gave his heart to and that ran away.

Nova Creed is running for her life from a marriage alliance to an Alpha twice her age, one with more enemies than morals. And when her twin brother Leo is deemed missing under suspicious circumstances, Nova does the unthinkable. She cuts her hair, steals his identity, and enrolls in the brutal academy where he was last seen. She claims she can feel the fact that her brother is dead. Everyone at home believes she’s making things up. Nova knows better. She’s here for answers. Revenge. Closure. But what she didn’t plan for was him. Rhydar Kane. Leo’s former best friend. His coldest rival. His possible killer. And now… her roommate. Rhydar’s wolf is restless and aggressive, drawn to “Leo” in ways that make no sense. But then, the bond kicks in and the truth starts coming to light. Nova Creed shouldn’t be here. Not at the Alpha Academy. Not in Dorm 314. And definitely not in Rhydar Kane’s bed.

“You’ll be my fiancée until the baby is born,” he said. “And after that?” “We’re done.” --- A baby. A contract. And a man who still loves someone else. One night bound Ivy Marlowe to Asher Cole, the ruthless, magnetic heir to the Red Star empire, in ways neither expected. Now a temporary engagement is her only shield from scandal… and his way to keep her at a distance. But tangled with her new life in London, Ivy still holds the ghosts of a past she can’t outrun, and Asher’s heart belongs to a long lost love. Locked in his world of secrets and colder rules, she swore she wouldn’t fall for him. Again. She’s starting to think that was more of a warning than a rule.

I came back to life the day Cedric Gramont got drugged. This time? I didn't offer my body to him. I called his so-called soulmate instead. In my last life, I stupidly fell for the uncle who wasn't blood-related. When I found out he'd been hit with something strong, I ignored his plea to call Elyna Humbert—and "helped" him myself. A month later, I was pregnant. He had to marry me. On our wedding day, Elyna, who'd gone abroad to "clear her head," got kidnapped and killed. Before she died, she called Cedric 199 times, begging for help. He didn't pick up once. Too busy sealing the deal with me. Later, he just stared at those missed calls, not saying a word. Then the day I went into labor, he locked me in the basement. I begged him to take me to the hospital. He just smiled, cold and empty, and watched me die screaming, the baby still inside me. Last thing I heard? "If you hadn't gotten pregnant, I wouldn't have married you. I wouldn't have missed Elyna's calls. You deserved to die." When I opened my eyes again, it was that same day—Cedric was drugged, but this time, I knew better.

After years of living abroad without children, I decided to return home to handle my inheritance matters. However, before I could step into my house, I was stopped by a group of people at the entrance. The woman leading the group pointed at me and started screaming. "I can't believe someone as young as you is seducing a man old enough to be your father! How disgusting can you be?" I watched her, noticing how much she resembled my older brother, and I was shaking with rage. They pulled out my fingernails, broke my ribs, and slashed my face, dragging me around the neighborhood as I begged for mercy. Yet, they remained indifferent to my pleas. Just as I was on the verge of losing hope, my brother, Edward Grange rushed over.  Through a mouthful of blood, I managed to choke out, "Ed, I’d rather die than let her inherit my inheritance…”