The Wrong Prom Date

When Aviannah woke up from an accident, she chose to pretend that she remembered nothing so she could stay with the young man who first made her heart beat. She was determined to introduce him to her father as the man she wished to marry someday. But what if she discovers something in the end? Would she still be fearless if the man she loves turns out to be her brother?

Naniniwala si Sloane Persephone Rivera o mas kilala sa tawag na Percy na ang tanging makakapagligtas lang sa pamilya niya laban sa kahihiyan ay iyong pumayag siya na makipagpalit nang pwesto sa kanyang kakambal na si Blaire sa kasal nito pansamantala. Pero nagbago ang lahat nang 'yon nang maaksidente si Blaire at magpanggap si Percy bilang kakambal niya at mapunta sa buhay na hindi naman niya kinabibilangan. Hindi handa si Percy na makilala ang lalaking pinakasalan niya noong araw na 'yon lalo na ang pakisamahan ang ugali nito. Nangako siya sa sarili niya na kahit kailan ay hindi mahuhulog ang loob niya sa lalaking hindi naman niya talaga asawa dahil nagpapanggap lang naman siya.Pero sa bawat gabi na nagkakasama sila sa iisang bubong, mga pag-uusap at tawanan na tanging sila lamang ang may alam, ay unti-unti no'n nabasag ang pader na pilit niyang itinatayo para protektahan ang sarili niya. Nakulong si Percy sa pagkatao na kailanman ay hindi niya pinili na naging sanhi nang pagkahulog niya sa lalaking hindi niya naman dapat mahalin pero aksidente niyang minahal. Ang mapaglinlang ba na pag-ibig ay kayang mabuhay kapag dumating na ang katotohanan? Paano kung kailan handa ka nang ipaglaban ang taong mahal mo ay saka pa bumalik ang taong nagmamay-ari naman talaga nito?

Every moment with him tempts me closer to my own destruction. I was supposed to marry Ethan Volkov, the golden-hearted heir of the most feared mafia empire. He thought I was fragile, innocent, easy to control… just another pawn in his game. But his older brother Adrian Volkov had other plans.Ruthless, magnetic, sinfully powerful, he kidnapped me in front of everyone and made it clear I belonged to him… and I couldn’t resist the darkness he brought with him. Adrian doesn’t know I came with a secret mission, one carefully planned from the start, designed to destroy everything he loves. I’m the genius hacker the clan has been hunting for years, and I’ve spent my life preparing for revenge. Every touch ignites a fire I shouldn’t feel. Every look drags me deeper into his dangerous world. And every whisper reminds me of the man I swore I would never love. Hating him should be easy. Killing him should be simple. But craving him… is impossible. In a world ruled by blood, betrayal, and obsession, I’ve fallen for the wrong Brother.

"Willing to wait and still hoping na makilala si Mr. Right! kahit na trenta anyos na ako ay hindi ako kinakabahan na hindi makapag-asawa! Ilang bilyon ba ang tao sa mundo? Kahit isa naman siguro sa mga iyon ay may inilaan si Lord sa akin hindi ba?" ALYANNA Paano mo masasabi kung ang isang lalake ay ang siyang nakatadhana para sa iyo? Ito ang ang palaging tanong ng marami, pero sa katauhan ni Aya na isang probinsiya at hindi hinahanap ang pag-ibig ay bigla na lang itong nanghina ng makita ang isang lalakeng inakala nitong dayo sa lugar nila. Ito ay si Marcus Napoleon, ang anak ng gobernor sa Ilocos Sur. Isang modulo sa Manila na napilitan lang umuwi ng Ilocus Sur dahil sa pakiusap ng ama nito. Pero hindi nito inakala na sa pag-uwi muli nito ay makilala nito si Aya Ramos. Maganda at simpleng dalaga pero brusko ang dating. Hindi maganda ang pagkikita ng dalawa ng sa unang beses na magtagpo ang mga landas ng mga ito ay parang mga aso't pusa ang dalawa. Pero sa muling pagkikita ni Marcus at Aya ay biglang maiiba ang ihip ng hangin. Magkakaroon ng spark at liwanag ang paligid ni Aya na hindi nito maintindihan sa tuwing makikita nitong nakakatitig dito si Marcus. Ito na kaya ang pinakahihintay na pag-ibig ng dalaga o mag-iiwan lang ito ng isang masakit na alala sa buhay ni Aya? Sabay-sabay nating abangan ang kuwento ni Marcus at Aya, at kung paanong ang isang tao na inakala mong mali para sa iyo ay magiging siyang pinaka tamang tao na inilaan ng Diyos sayo.

A familiar hand reached out toward me. His hand. Jonathan’s. Maybe Nathaniel now. The man I had kissed. The man I had touched. The man who had just married my sister. “Oh God, what have I done?” **************************************** She left without a word. Ten years later, an invitation brings her back… To face the sister she abandoned… A secret that was never supposed to surface. And a man she should have never touched. When Celeste Marlowe receives an unexpected wedding invitation from the baby sister she walked away from a decade ago, she expects cold shoulders and buried resentment…not a fiery one-night stand with a stranger who makes her forget everything. But the truth comes crashing in. He’s not a stranger. He’s the groom. Her sister’s groom. Now, trapped between the sins of her past and a secret she can’t outrun, life hurls her into something far more dangerous than heartbreak, a tangled web of power, lies, and blood-soaked secrets. Because in Velmont City, nothing is ever just personal. And some families don’t forgive… They own.

The care center called. "Hi, just wanted to ask if you're happy with our service so far." Well, that was odd. I was only eight months along. My baby wasn't even born yet. I had no need for the care center at the moment. So I kept digging. I pressed my husband for answers. He was the one handling the talks with the care center. I wanted to know what was going on. He gave me an apologetic look. "This center costs 120 grand, honey. We can't afford that. They must've gotten the wrong number. You should stay at home instead. I'll give you the perfect care you need." That was it. I wasn't going to waste my time talking to him. My sister, Jessie Gibson, owned the care center, so I called her instead. "Jessie? Yeah, it's me. William sent another woman to your place and stole my spot. I want you to find out who. He's cheating on me, and I'm getting proof!"

One disastrous night. One mysterious savior. One impossible choice. When Nora Sutherland's brother destroys their family's future, she becomes the sacrifice. The deal is simple: marry billionaire Sterling Marlowe, save everyone she loves, survive three years of a loveless arrangement. But the man waiting at the altar isn't Sterling. He's darker. Dangerous. Devastating. And his steel-blue eyes hold secrets that make her heart race and her instincts scream that something is very, very wrong. Griffin Marlowe has been searching for the woman he saved from disaster three months ago. The woman he held through the darkest hours. The woman he can't forget. Finding her should have been a relief. Discovering she's about to become his brother's wife? A nightmare. Realizing he's the one marrying her instead? Unforgivable. Some lies destroy everything. Others might just save them both. If the truth doesn't kill them first.

My mother-in-law, Teresa Hawke, said she was trapped inside her burning villa. I called my husband, Asher Jensen, begging him to save her. But he was too busy at some bar, flirting with his childhood sweetheart, Melanie Lanner. It wasn't until I begged him, over and over, that he finally went to save Teresa. But Melanie was snatched from that same bar, tortured, killed, and dumped. He acted like none of it mattered until I got pregnant. Then out of nowhere, he threw it all back on me, saying it was my fault. Asher pulled every string he could to bankrupt my family, driving Mom and Dad to leap to their deaths. Then he rounded up a gang of violent psychopaths and threw me in with them. I begged again and again, but he just watched me with that dead stare. "You'll suffer like Mel did before she died! She left this world in agony. Why should you get to live? That's not fair." 99 stab wounds—that was how many it took before I finally bled out and died. And then, I woke up, right back on the day Teresa screamed for help from inside that burning villa.

For seven years, I've kept my identity hidden while secretly helping my girlfriend, Natasha Doyle, become one of the top designers in the world. A major design awards ceremony is being held tonight. My plan is to reveal my real identity and propose to her after she receives the award. But then, I see her walking up on stage, hand-in-hand with Connor Gibson, her partner in the design studio. "All of Natasha's accomplishments are the result of my hard work and effort," Connor proudly declares. Natasha smiles and nods in agreement. "Without him, I wouldn't be the person I am now." Thunderous applause rings from the crowd. The camera flashes keep going off. I stand in the corner, my heart in despair. As I walk out of the venue, I make a call. "Cut off all the funding and investments into Natasha's studio. Don't help her with the patent infringement lawsuit either. Let her deal with the legal consequences herself."

PHOEBE - Holy mother of craps! I had lost my virginity to the college’s bad boy, Asher Gilbert. And, he told me it meant nothing to him. He told me to get lost! ********* ASHER - All my life till now, no one had ever intimidated me. Not anyone. Not my dad, nor the school principal… Not those street gangs… lastly, not the mafia. But this strange girl— a Maserati shows up. Making me urge to brand her, as mine. ********** “Why are you like this to me?” “What do you mean?” “Why are you so dismissive but save me, every time I land in trouble?” He didn’t reply that. Instead, he sighed, crunching the plastic bottle in his hand. He threw it in anger to the other side of the room. Then he approached me. I took three steps back, timidly. His intimidating gaze dropped towards mine. He didn’t stop until the back of my head contacted the wall. Only then did his both hands angle at the sides of my head. My eyes immediately gorged at his hard-on. Flash backs of the night we had together immediately ran through my brain. The only thing I could think of was the way my mouth was wrapped around him. His Adam’s apple swallowed numerous times, making me wonder what he thought of. It was like one of those scenes of movies. Like he was in a battle with himself. But the question was, what was he so protective about? Why didn’t he like making conversations with females? “I’m never gonna change, Phoebe. Remember that,” ********* What is worse than drunken one-night-stand, with the college’s bad boy? Or a cold treatment thereafter? However, one pregnancy changes it all. In this love so wrong, can they ever make things right?