The Unwanted Wife Natasha Anders

"Be my wife, Lisa?" walang emosyong tanong ni Fier. He is a happy go lucky man. A womanizer at walang balak mag-seryoso sa buhay. Kaya naman ang mga magulang nito ay nag-aalala sa kanilang pinakamamahal na endangered name-- Madrigal. Siya ang nag-iisang anak at bukod tanging magbibigay ng mga susunod na henerasyon ng mga Madrigal's ngunit walang siyang balak mag-asawa. Gusto lang niyang magpakasarap sa mga babaeng nakakasama na walang sakit sa ulong tinatawag na "pag-ibig." Dahil doon, inalisan siya ng mana ng kanyang mga magulang at ibibigay na lamang ito sa mga charity homes na kanilang sinusuportahan. Hanggang sa makilala niya itong isang inosente at amoy isdang babae na sagot pala sa kanyang mga problema. His paper wife-- Lisa. Fier and Lisa Story

They thought breaking her would be easy. But from the ashes of betrayal, she rose stronger than ever. Mary Martel was the perfect wife—obedient, loyal, invisible. Until her husband, Alfred Martel, discarded her like trash for his pregnant secretary, Selena. Broken and humiliated, Mary Martel vanished from the spotlight, presumed defeated. But behind the silence, she was rebuilding herself—sharpening her scars into weapons, her grief into armor. Now she’s back. Not as the meek wife they used to mock, but as a powerful, enigmatic woman with one purpose: To destroy the man who broke her, expose the woman who deceived her, and prove that a wife may bend—but never breaks. Love, vengeance, secrets, and twisted redemption collide in this fast-paced, emotional rollercoaster that will keep you breathless until the last page.

Mattiana Deron-Dawson ang asawa ni Lhorton Dawson. Simple at maganda, pero isa lang ang pangarap. Ay ang mahalin sya ng asawa. Ngunit iba naman ang hinahangad ng asawa. Paano na ang pag-mamahal ni Mattiana? Maisasakatuparan pa kaya? Tuklasin natin ito

Christopher Grayston only wanted to marry to stop his grandfather from asking him to remarry. As a result, he married a girl he met outside civil affairs. He wanted to marry someone with whom they would never consummate their marriage. So he settled for a young girl he had just met standing outside the Civil Affairs Bureau, knowing full well that he wouldn't touch her because she was just a girl. Camila Mendoza fit the bill since she was young, though she was a temptress without even trying. The two signed the marriage certificates and went their separate ways. However, 3 months down the line, fate brought them together. Camila saved a kid and later learned that the boy she saved was her husband's son. Camila never cared about how her whore of a husband conducted his life until she met his son. Everything was fine till his ex-wife came stumbling back into his life. A man who is always making headlines about his sex life and a wife on a mission. Who would triumph?

After being forced to give my wife's first love my heart, I died in the hallway of the private hospital she had personally founded. My six-year-old son, Ash, had already begged her thrice by the time I had drawn my last breath. The first time was when he tugged on her hand, saying I was coughing up blood. Sneering, she claimed, "So he's finally learned something—teaching his kid how to lie." Then, she had the bodyguards throw him out of the room. The second time was when he clung to her sleeve, insisting that I rambled nonsense due to the pain. "It's just a heart transplant," she opined with a frown. "The doctor already said he won't die." At that, the bodyguards stepped in again and dragged him away. The third time was when he fell to the ground, clutching her pant leg with all his strength, crying that I had already passed out. She finally lost her temper by this point, grabbing Ash by the throat and hurling him out of the room. "I have already said it—Howard isn't going to die. Dare to disturb Skye's rest again, and I'll throw both of you out of this hospital," she warned. To save me, my son pawned the most precious thing he owned—his St. Christopher medal—to a nurse. "Ma'am," he said. "I don't need to live a long life. I just want my dad to live." She accepted the medal and was about to arrange for me to be transferred to the last available room. However, my wife's first love, Skye Whitley, had someone block the doorway with his pet dog. He mentioned, "Sorry, kid. Your mom's worried I'll get bored if I can't see my dog. This room is reserved for him."

จริงหรือไม่ว่านานไปความรักย่อมจืดจาง แต่ชีวิตคู่ยังอยู่ต่อไปได้เพราะยังคงเหลือความผูกพัน แต่ถ้าไม่เหลือทั้งรักและผูกพันชีวิตคู่ของเขาและเธอจะเป็นเช่นไร สกนธี สถาปนิกหนุ่มวัย 35 ผู้รักชีวิตสนุกสนานถึงแม้ว่าจะแต่งงานแล้ว อิสริยา เจ้าของร้านมินิมาร์ทผู้เป็นภรรยา หญิงสาววัย 30 ปีที่ถึงแม้จะแต่งงานแล้วแต่เธอและเขาก็ใช้เงินคนละกระเป๋า ต่างคนต่างมีงานตัวเอง ทั้งสองใช้ชีวิตแต่งงานมาจนถึงปีที่เจ็ด ด้วยความที่ต้องดิ้นรนกับสภาวะเศรษฐกิจจนทำให้ความหวือหวาหมดไป สองสามีภรรยาที่ดูเหมือนว่าจะมีชีวิตที่สวนทางกัน วันหยุดของเขาคือวันที่ขายดีของเธอเป็นแบบนี้มาหลายปีดีดักจนสองคนห่างกันไปเรื่อยๆ และดูเหมือนว่าจิตใจก็จะห่างไปด้วยเช่นกัน เมื่อเธอเห็นว่าในปกเสื้อเขามีรอยลิปสติกและกลิ่นน้ำหอมที่แปลกไป ปีที่เจ็ด จะเป็นปีที่เจ็บหรือเปล่า ลองติดตามดูค่ะ

“Three wives. Three funerals. And now… I’m his fourth bride.” Everyone says Dominic Sterling is cursed. His first three wives died mysteriously, one after the other. I never planned to be his next bride, but with my family drowning in debt, I had no choice. Now I’m trapped in his mansion, surrounded by secrets I don’t understand. The halls feel haunted by the women who came before me, the staff watch me too closely, and Dominic himself… he’s a man I can’t figure out. Cold one moment, protective the next. And just when my heart starts betraying me, falling for him, I realize the past isn’t as buried as I thought. Someone is watching me. Someone wants me gone. If I don’t uncover the truth soon, I’ll become the next Sterling bride to meet her funeral.

Mag-isang tinataguyod ni Renice Ocampo ang kaniyang pamilya matapos ang trahedyang nangyari sa kanilang ama noong sila'y bata pa. Magmula noong mawala ang kaniyang ama, siya na ang umako sa responsibilidad nito, na ginagawa rin naman niya dahil sinisisi niya ang kaniyang sarili sa pagkamatay nito. Ngunit kahit anong pagtatrabaho ni Renice ay lugmok pa rin sila sa kahirapan, at hindi na makakabangon pa. Pero kahit gano'n, hindi titigil ang dalaga hanggang hindi niya nabibigyan ng maayos na buhay ang kaniyang pamilya. Handa niyang gawin ang lahat mabigyan lamang ng maayos na buhay ang kaniyang pamilya, na dapat naman ay talagang kanilang tinatamasa kung hindi lang namatay ang kanilang ama. Hanggang sa makilala niya ang bago niyang boss na nais siyang rentahan upang maging asawa nito, at handa siyang sweldohan sa kahit magkanong kaniyang naisin. Ito na ba ang simula ng magandang buhay na minimithi ni Renice? O ito ang simula ng buhay na muli niyang nais matakasan? Let's find out.

I knock on the door, heart pounding like it always does when I’m about to see him. “Come in,” Justin’s voice calls—cool, smooth, and frustratingly calm. I take a deep breath and walk in, holding the folder tightly. “Here’s the report you requested, sir.” He doesn’t even glance at me. Just keeps typing, his expression unreadable. “You’re late,” he says without missing a beat. I clench my jaw. “There was a delay at the printer—” “No excuses, Joanna. Just do better next time.” Ouch. Professional and cold. As always. I nod, ignoring the sting in my chest. “Yes, sir.” I turn to leave, gripping the doorknob—just one more second and I’ll be out of this weird tension-filled office— “Wait.” I freeze. I turn around slowly. “Yes?” Justin stands now, walking toward me. In his hand, a familiar brown paper bag. He holds it out. “You didn’t have lunch.” I blink. “I’m fine.” “You skipped breakfast too. Eat.” I hesitate. “What is it?” “Chicken pesto. No onions.” My breath catches. He still remembers? “Why are you doing this?” I ask quietly. He shrugs, not meeting my eyes. “I just… remember things.” My fingers brush his as I take the bag. Warmth. Stupid warmth that shouldn’t still feel this familiar. Then, he looks at me—really looks at me. “You shouldn’t skip meals… wife.” Silence. My chest tightens. “Don’t call me that.” But my voice is too soft to sound convincing. I walk out before I say something I’ll regret. His words echo in my mind like a dangerous lullaby. Cold one second. Kilig the next. God… he’s still him. And that’s exactly the problem.

Inalok ng kasal ni Glazer si Maureen hindi bilang asawa kundi bilang slave ninto upang maging kabayaran sa tulong na ibibigay niya sa ama ninto,ngunit ang kasal ay paraan lamang ni Glazer upang makaganti sa ama ni Maureen,nais niyang si Maureen ang magbayad ng lahat ng kasalanan ng ama ninto sa kanya,kaya't gagawin niyang lahat upang maiparamdam kay Maureen ang ganti ng pagkapoot niya,pahihirapan niya ito, hangga't maramdaman ninto ang sakit at pagdurusa na naranasan din niya ng dahil sa ama ninto. Ngunit lumipas ang panahon na nasasaktan na rin siya sa ginagawa niya kay Maureen at may parte sa puso niya na sumisigaw na mahal na rin niya ito at handa na siyang iparamdam dito ang kanyang pagmamahal ngunit sa paanong paraan dahil sa panahong iyon ay puno na ng pagkapoot ang puso ni Maureen para sa kanya at handa na siya nintong talikuran.