Tragic

Isabella was a promising young girl, but after a tragic accident claimed her father's life, she was never the same. Leaving behind her small town and its haunting memories, she set out on a quest for a fresh start. Along the way, Isabella made new friends and landed an unexpected job as a dancer. However, her path soon crossed with a ruthless Mafia, an encounter that would change her life forever. Xander Diaz, better known as Draco, is a feared Mafia boss who controls the city with an iron fist, accustomed to getting everything he desires. But when he meets Isabella, a captivating dancer who defies all his expectations, he realizes he must have her at any cost.

My husband finally thinks about me three years after my death. The reason? His childhood sweetheart's leukemia has relapsed, and she needs another bone marrow transplant. He comes to my place, wanting to make me sign a donor agreement. However, he finds that the place has long been vacated. He asks a neighbor about it. "Are you talking about Kristen? She's long dead! I heard it was because someone dragged her away for a bone marrow donation when she was already sick. She died a few days after returning home." My husband refuses to believe that. He thinks my neighbor and I have conspired to lie to him. He says impatiently, "If you see her, tell her I won't pay the medical bills for that child she's been raising if she doesn't come to see me in three days." My neighbor shakes her head when she sees how stubborn my husband is. She mutters, "The poor child has already starved to death, though…"

Lena Clermont fell hard for her dad's friend, Andrew Rohan—twelve years older. The first time she saw him, he was all sharp suits and broad shoulders, effortlessly standing out. He smiled, patted her head, and handed her a princess dress. Fast forward to twenty. He got drugged at a banquet. She wore that same dress, offering herself as the cure.

"Are you sure you want to change your name, Ms. Anderson? You'll have to change your degree certificate, documentation, and passport once you do." Noelle Anderson nods. "I'm sure." The employee tries to talk her out of it. "It's quite troublesome for adults to change their names, and your current name sounds nice. Are you sure you don't want to think about it?" "No, I'm done thinking." She signs the form. "Sorry for the trouble and thanks." "Alright, then. The name you're changing to is… Aria Byrd, right?" "Yeah." Aria Byrd—it means a flight to freedom.

While I was nine months pregnant, the apple of my husband’s eye moved into our house. Whenever she saw me, she would make a sad face. My husband was sure that I was flaunting my pregnancy to make her angry. “Rachel is frail, and she can’t get pregnant, yet you’re walking around making her upset?! Do I seriously have to teach you a lesson?!” He ordered the bodyguards to lock me in the attic that had not been in use for a long time and told them not to give me food. I pleaded for mercy and told him that the ultrasound scan showed that the twin babies were too big. I told him that the doctor had claimed that I had to be hospitalized while I waited for my delivery. But he laughed as if he had heard the world’s greatest joke. When he spoke, his voice was as cold as ice. “You’re still three days away from your delivery date! Enough with the pitiful act! Repent while you’re in the attic! This is what you get for making Rachel upset!” The contractions hurt so much that I clenched my fists to the point that my nails broke, but no one unlocked the door to the attic. My piercing screams echoed in the attic for a long time until my whole body was soaked in blood, and one of my babies was stuck between my bloody legs. Three days later, my husband ate his breakfast that was not up to his taste and said, “Have Jane make breakfast for me, then have her apologize to Rachel with a gift. If she’s sincere enough, I’ll send her to the hospital to deliver the babies.” But no one dared go up to the attic because the blood that flowed down from it had already reached the second step of the stairs.

A famous vlogger and a carefree daughter of the magnate tycoon Brent Santillian and popular internationally renowned fashion model Shantal Rodriguez Santillian-she is none-other than Denise Santillian. Her world was perfect and happy! And she was engaged to the most handsome Doctor named Carl Cruz. But her perfect life is doomed to be destroyed by the unknown enemy. She was abducted and assaulted by someone who sought revenge for his family against hers. The tragic night happened five years ago that left a permanent scar and shattered her perfect world. She lost her memory and bore a cute little son whose father was unknown. Her son was way more intelligent than a normal child as he had inherited the exceptional knowledge from her family. Seeking for the truth of the painful death of her fiance, her unknown enemy dragging her back to hell. But this time around, their fate changed when the notorious enemy encountered her intelligent son. Would she find the truth of the man who assaulted her and left a painful mark on her heart, mind, and body? Will she forgive the man who showed no mercy that night five years ago when he confessed his love? Book 1: Love and Love (Completed) Book 2: Love & Revenge: The Return Of The Heiress (Ongoing)

Si Agatha Gonzales ay lumaki na naghahanap ng pagmamahal at pag aaruga ng isang ama dahil kahit kailan ay hindi niya naranasan iyon sa kanyang ama, ang tanging nakikita niya lang palagi ay ang pagdurusa ng kanyang ina sa kamay nito. Si Ethan Hernandez ay galing sa mayaman na pamilya at siya ay isang tagapagmana. Nabubuhay na parang isang prinsipe at sagana sa pagmamahal ng kanyang ama pero hindi na kasama ang kanyang ina dahil namatay na ito. He gets everything in life. Sa hindi inaasahang pangyayari ay nagkatagpo ang landas nilang dalawa. Sa una nilang pagkikita ay nahalata na agad ng dalaga na ayaw sa kanya ni ng binata samantalang ang nakatatandang kapatid naman nito ay mabait sa kanya. She did everything para lang maipakita na karapat dapat siyang tanggapin bilang bagong kasapi ng kanilang pamilya. Until one night happen in mistake that make Agatha leave and choose to hurt Ethan. Is there hope for the two of them? Ano ang handang gawin ni Agatha para mapatawad lang siya ng lalaking mahal? Will they have a happy ending or a tragic one?

One week after my death, my husband, Christopher Ford, was making love on our bed with his one true love. His face showed pure satisfaction. "Finally, I don’t have to deal with that bar hostess anymore." Later, he held my belongings, weeping with regret. "Phoebe, why haven’t you come back?" It seemed he had forgotten that he had already pushed me to my death that night. I was forced to donate my bone marrow to his one true love, and I died, along with our unborn child.

On Mia Larson’s birthday, her mother, who had been her anchor, passed away. Her husband, Nick Ford, did not celebrate her birthday, nor did he attend her mother’s funeral. Instead, he was at the airport, picking up his one true love.

My son is dead. He dies in a cramped toilet cubicle after having his skull smashed in. My husband, the school principal, arrives on the scene. The first thing he does is carry his true love's son, the one who killed my son, into an ambulance. They hurriedly leave. Before his death, my son tells me, "Don't cry, Mom. I'm not sad that Dad doesn't believe me. It's enough that you do…" I call Joshua Tucker during my son's funeral. He roars angrily, "Kenny had to get two stitches on his arm because of your son! If you keep pestering me like this, I'll beat him up when I get home!" My son? I look at the gaping hole in my son's head, the one that won't ever bleed anymore. I shut my eyes. Yes, he's my son. My son is dead, Joshua. From now on, there's nothing between us.