The Seven Year Slip Audiobook

Ano kayang reaksyon ng ninuno natin kung mapunta sila sa 2020?Taong 1895.Isa ako sa mga batang namulat sa digmaan ng mga Pilipino at Amerikano. Nang lumaki ako, ipinagkasundo ako sa lalaking kalauna'y inibig ko rin, si Isagani. Ngunit sa hindi inaasahan, nagkasala s'ya sa batas at ipinapatay. Dalawang taon din ang lumipas, akala ko ay tuluyan na akong ikakasal sa lahing Amerikano...Ngunit nagkamali ako, dahil isang araw namulat ako sa ibang panahon at nalaman kong ikinasal na ako. Ikinasal sa lalaking nagmula sa taong 2020.

This was the greatest mistake I made. An unplanned pregnancy from a one-night stand. Right after losing my baby, the only soul I had on earth to comfort me, to adoption, I realized I'd made a great mistake, worse than engaging in a one-night stand. So I was determined to find her and take her back. So I became a nanny and got posted to take care of a little girl who had only Alpha daddies, no mother. It's however a great surprise to realize this girl looks pretty much like the baby I sold off in adoption. “Am I dreaming?” What? She looks so much like me, could this be a coincidence of what I just had in mind or she's– My daughter? It's at this point, I see seven hot men, all identical, same height and faces, muscular, hot and stepping out of the estate. Here is another mighty distraction. “Who are these?” I mutter, asking the little girl. “They are my daddies. Seven Alphas raised me up after the death of my mom. That's why I'm asking "why do I look so much like you?” As the confusion in me heightens, the seven Alphas are coming closer. It hits me deep to realize that they all have the same scent. My wolf, which has always been calm, immediately leaps up, growling so loud. What's really going on? “Mates! Mates!! Mates!!!” I hear my wolf leap and screaming. I need one man, not seven Alphas. How can all these cute, charming, young men be mates with such a lowly girl as I? I'm sure the moon goddess made a pretty big mistake by doing this.

She died with betrayal in her heart—and vengeance in her soul. Yasmine Morcant gave everything to the man she married and the sister she trusted. When they threw her off a balcony to silence her forever, the last thing she expected was to be saved by a devil. But Azrael is no ordinary demon. Cursed to eternal torment unless he finds a woman who will love him as purely as the one he lost a thousand years ago, he sees in Yasmine a final chance. Now, bound by a pact neither of them fully understands, Yasmine must learn to love the devil who saved her… while destroying the ones who broke her. Revenge is sweet. Love could be salvation. But the truth of who she is might burn them both. A dark, sensual, emotionally intense paranormal romance about vengeance, rebirth, and love that transcends lifetimes. #Paranormalromance #Enemies to Lovers #Betrayal #Revenge #Forbidden Love

The year the Lawson family was on the edge of bankruptcy, my father made a deal with Rory Lawson and arranged for me to marry him. I didn't know he already had a fiancée, who was also his childhood sweetheart. Later, when my father became embroiled in a scandal and the company faced collapse, Rory brought her home, promising her the grand wedding she deserved. I didn't cry or make a scene. I just quietly packed my bags. Rory sneered, "Don't pull that hard-to-get act. You think you're still the pampered heiress?" Unknown to him, I had the divorce agreement he signed while drunk. In seven days, I'd be leaving the country with my father.

Humanity died, and she was the last of them. Zarah Winters was on the verge of death after killing the sixth prince of hell. The seventh prince, a cunning and deceitful individual, did not want her to die because it would deprive him of his source of entertainment — her. Verphegor, as the demon introduced himself, offered her a deal. He would send her back to the past, where she could keep all her memories of this time and use them to change the future. Zarah comes from a line of hunters. Hunters have a variety of abilities that aid them in combating demons. Zarah had no idea she had a talent in her past, which caused her to drop out of the academy. During the apocalypse, however, she discovers that she is a siphon, a person who steals the strength and abilities of demons in exchange for killing them. With that kind of power laying dormant and with growing potential, she agreed to gamble on the demon’s offer. But with Verphegor being a prince of Hell, can she really trust the prince? Moreover, upon learning of her powers at an early stage, can she use them for humanity’s advantage?

Hindi inaasahan ni Marilyn na makikilala niya sa probinsya ng San Lorenzo ang pitong magkakapatid na Monroe na silang magpapabago sa takbo ng kanyang buhay, puso, at isipan.

Pitong kwento ng pitong magkakaibigan na pumapaslang ng inosenteng tao. May dahilan man o wala, mas nangingibabaw pa rin ang kanilang pangako sa isa't isa. Ngunit nang dahil sa isang pangako ay unti-unti na nga bang magkakawatak-watak ang kanilang samahan? At sa paanong paraan nga ba nila magagawang pumatay?

Xander (Alexander Michelle) is hated by his family not because he was the sole survivor of the tragic accident that claimed the lives his parents. He’s hated because his father left everything to him—every cent, every asset, the entire Michelle empire. But, the Will provided a clause: until he is married, he can't assess his fortune. For twenty years, Xander was cast out, exiled by the same man who now reminds him of the clause— the same man who spent the last two decades burning through what wasn’t his—his grandfather, Jacob Michelle. Now, Xander is back. And he’s furious. He is ready to marry just to reclaim what’s his. But there’s another condition: he must marry the woman his grandfather chooses: Tatiana Richardson (Tiana), a woman who is willing to marry Xander to escape harassment from her uncle and her mother's taunts. Both are desperate to get what they want, Xander, his fortune and Tiana, her freedom. But freedom isn’t that simple. A deal is struck: 7-days-marriage. No strings. No real vows. Just seven days to fulfill a legal requirement. Will this be enough for Tiana to gain the freedom from her problems? Will these seven days be a total freedom for Tatiana when Xander sees her as nothing but a desperate woman after his money, just like his family? Will there be a chance where Xander will take a pause and look differently at Tiana when he doesn't believe she is as feeble as she looks, especially since Tiana has his grandfather's backing?

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Mist inquired. Carnation bit her bottom lip and looked down at the papers she was holding. "You can't back out once you sign the contract." She remained silent, so Mist spoke up again, "think about it twice." "It's still possible to quit," Mist suggested. She shook her head repeatedly. "No. . . I've made up my mind." "You're pretty desperate, aren't you?" "My family is in serious debt, and this is the only way I can pay it off." "You're so lovely. You don't belong here. But what options do I have? People like you are exactly what our business requires. Desperate women willing to cling to a knife's edge." Carnation placed the paper on the wooden table. She took a deep breath and quickly signed the contract before returning it to Mist. With a melancholy look, the woman accepted the contract and said, "you can no longer revoke what you have already signed. From today, you are now Mr. Lust's property." Carnation's heart was torn apart by the news. She traded her freedom and pride for the sake of money. When Carnation's father was admitted to the hospital after being diagnosed with lypmhoma. Their family's small business went bankrupt. Carnation had to drop out of college and work to support her family. In serious depth, she had no choice but to work in Casa de Lujuria, an exclusive nightclub owned by Luca Lindenhurst, a Seven Sins Association member.

Seven years ago, I ignored my girlfriend's heart-wrenching pleas and ruthlessly severed our relationship. Now, after seven long years, she had risen to the top—and she was back, ready for her wedding. She didn't come home for mere celebration, though. She came for revenge. She obliterated the company my father had spent his entire life building and did not stop until she shattered his leg, forcing him to endure unimaginable pain. It was all so I'd be forced to go to her wedding and beg for forgiveness. But that wasn't enough. She wanted more. She hissed, brandishing a blade, "If Matthew's not here in ten minutes, I'll slice off a finger for every minute he's late." My autistic brother's fingers, the only way he could create art, became a bargaining chip in her sadistic game. Dad's anguished cries filled the air as he pleaded for mercy, but she was not done. She wanted to tear my family apart piece by piece. My mom, fragile and trapped in the haze of Alzheimer's, was next. Her mind, already slipping, crumbled under the relentless torment. She cracked, completely lost to the madness. With tears streaming down his face, Dad said, "My son died the day you left for abroad."