Trolls Painter

Aurelia Navarro gave her love, her time, her fortune—everything. Pero sa dulo, siya pa rin ang iniwan… ipinagpalit sa ibang babae. Dalawang taon siyang nagsakripisyo bilang asawa ni Matteo Navarro. Ngunit nang malugi ang Navarro Holdings na siya mismo ang nagpapatakbo ay siya rin ang sinisi, at nasira ang pangalan niya. Hanggang sa dumating ang misteryosong lalaki na nag-alok ng investment. “I can give you 5% of my shares,” sabi nito. Ngumisi si Aurelia. “Five percent? Keep it. I can build my own empire.” Walang nakakaalam na sa likod ng pangalang Aurelia Navarro ay nakatago ang tunay niyang pagkatao— isang major shareholder ng Gatchalian Inc., international professor, renowned painter, at ang pinakakilalang assassin sa underground world. At nang lumuhod si Matteo sa ilalim ng ulan para humihingi ng tawad, isang lalaking may itim na payong ang nakatayo sa tabi ni Aurelia. “Mr. Navarro, please leave,” malamig nitong sambit. “Who are you to her?” singhal ni Matteo. Emil smirked. “Atty. Emiliano De Rossi. I’m her lover.”

My sister-in-law, Maeve Cohen, floored my luxury car and blew past traffic at about 125 mph, killing a family of three. She pretended to be me and acted as if nothing could touch her. "Those idiots walked into my path! It's not my fault they got hit!" she snapped. "I'm the Lincoln Enterprise heiress. Even if I ran, who would dare catch me?" In my last life, Maeve said her husband wasn't home and she needed a car to visit her parents, so she borrowed mine. She ended up racing down the road, plowing into a family crossing the street, and driving back over them to make sure they were dead. The couple had just bought a house. The baby was only a month old. When the victims' family demanded an explanation, she hid behind my reputation and spat venom. "They're just three worthless people! I'm the Lincoln Enterprise heiress; why should I explain myself? Tell them to come to me for funeral expenses!" The grieving family couldn't take it and came to my in-laws' place. "Three worthless people, huh? Today, we'll end you so you can apologize to them in person!" My husband had died the year before. With no one to protect me, the victims' family turned on me, and I was stabbed to death. The valuable wedding gifts my family had given to me became Maeve's overnight. My family tried to appeal for me, but trolls who hated the rich maliciously reported tax problems about my father's company. My father was driven to exhaustion. One night, he fell asleep at the wheel, and the car plunged off a cliff, killing him. Only after I died did I discover it had all been Maeve's plan to ruin us out of spite. Then I opened my eyes. I was back on the day Maeve took my car and ran into those people.

From Jerilee Kaye, author of best-selling novel “Knight in Shining Suit”, comes the spin-off of the top-grossing interactive story, “All the Wrong Reasons”. One last adventure. That was all Julianne wanted. One last trip to escape the pressures of an arranged marriage to a man she doesn’t love and doesn’t even like. One last time to experience freedom… to go wherever she wanted to go, to be anyone she wanted to be. On her last two weeks in Paris, she met someone unexpected—aspiring painter, Jas Mathieu. He was as handsome as hell, and as sweet as heaven. Terrified of what her father and fiancé could do to Jas if she stayed with him, she fled Paris and left him behind—with no real information about herself, not even her real name. Seven years later, after her father stripped her of her heiress title and privileges, she crossed paths with Jas Mathieu once again. She found out that he wasn’t exactly the struggling artist she thought he was. And he was no stranger to the family and social circle she belonged to. It turned out that years ago, when they met... she wasn't the only one keeping secrets.

"Don’t call me by that name. Camila Wilson died on the very night you tore the canvas of her life to pieces." Damian Xavier, a heartless titan of industry, committed the greatest mistake of his life: he cast away his pregnant wife for the sake of his cold ambition. Five years later, Damian has become obsessed with a ghost. He is haunted by the masterpieces of a mysterious painter known only as Sheina Blake. Sheina’s paintings are ethereal and haunting, bleeding with the raw emotions of betrayal and magnificent rebirth. Damian is willing to pour out millions just for a chance to meet the artist, hoping her soul-stirring work can fill the void rotting inside him. Little does he know, Sheina Blake is Camila Wilson—the ex-wife he once deemed worthless. The woman he discarded like trash has now become the only deity he worships. When fate finally brings them face-to-face, Damian doesn't find the fragile girl he once broke. He stands before Sheina Blake—a cold, powerful woman who has everything, including a genius son who holds au paintbrush with the same lethal authority Damian uses to rule his empire. "You wish to buy my work, Mr. Xavier? Unfortunately, you will never be able to afford the price of the pain captured in these strokes."

Aurelia Navarro gave her love, her time, her fortune—everything. Pero sa dulo, siya pa rin ang iniwan… ipinagpalit sa ibang babae. Dalawang taon siyang nagsakripisyo bilang asawa ni Matteo Navarro. Ngunit nang malugi ang Navarro Holdings na siya mismo ang nagpapatakbo ay siya rin ang sinisi, at nasira ang pangalan niya. Hanggang sa dumating ang misteryosong lalaki na nag-alok ng investment. “I can give you 5% of my shares,” sabi nito. Ngumisi si Aurelia. “Five percent? Keep it. I can build my own empire.” Walang nakakaalam na sa likod ng pangalang Aurelia Navarro ay nakatago ang tunay niyang pagkatao— isang major shareholder ng Gatchalian Inc., international professor, renowned painter, at ang pinakakilalang assassin sa underground world. At nang lumuhod si Matteo sa ilalim ng ulan para humihingi ng tawad, isang lalaking may itim na payong ang nakatayo sa tabi ni Aurelia. “Mr. Navarro, please leave,” malamig nitong sambit. “Who are you to her?” singhal ni Matteo. Emil smirked. “Atty. Emiliano De Rossi. I’m her lover.”

“You know what, Attorney? I can willingly comply with your needs, but since you are forbidding me to do things that I want, then I think this marriage is null and void. It is useless and shouldn't be addressed in the first place.” – Sage Valencia ------- Savannah George "Sage" Valencia is the only child and heiress of the Valencia family. In the midst of luxury, she prefers to live simply and go somewhere unknown. She also had a clear desire to become a well-known painter and abandon the business industry that never stirred her heart. But all her plans changed when her parents were accused of murder. She feared that they would be imprisoned, and even though it was against her will, she agreed to marry the lawyer of the other party so that he would be the one to bow down and be defeated. She knew in herself she didn’t like the man, especially his deep stares at her and evil smirk. Sage knew the man was simply acting and that all he wanted was their wealth, so she tried to avoid him and even planned to escape. But what if Atty. Delton Carancho is the only one who can support her dreams and can give her freedom? And what if the man is also the only one who can stay by her side? Will Savannah be able to grant his wish to be a good housewife, or will she blindly ask for a divorce?

Marcus Donnelly at twenty-six is one of the most successful and famous painters in the whole country. His masterpieces on contemporary art have sold for millions making him quite a well-known figure in the world of Fine Arts. However, after a mishap, two years ago, he develops a painter’s block which he’s unable to overcome. He has almost given up hope when he lands up at a beautiful beach house on Long Island. The positive atmosphere in the house coupled with the presence of a young, delicate girl willing to work as his housekeeper, compels him to buy the property. Will he be able to get over his block? What will happen when he falls head over heels in love with the young girl? Can he control his feelings when they turn into an obsession? What will happen when he uncovers secrets of her past life that drive her away from him? Cara Rose Sullivan is a sweet, eighteen-year-old, school dropout who is struggling to make ends meet after her parents' death. The sole breadwinner of her family, she is somehow providing for her three small siblings by taking up odd jobs. So when the very attractive Marcus Donnelly offers her a permanent job, can she decline it? Can she stop her heart from beating fast every time he’s near her? What will she do when he seems to be always near her? What will she do when he seems to invade her dreams as well? Read this heart-stopping, emotional roller-coaster of a love story that will keep you spell-bound!

My husband, Lucas Gabriel, and I were on our way to sell paintings when we got robbed. I used all my strength to fight off the robbers. I wanted to keep Lucas’s hands safe so that he could keep painting. However, he failed to escape. He threw his paintings on the ground and yelled at me, “This is all your fault, Aria! “If I had married Chloe instead of you, I would be the leader of the Lenza Group in Ros Aegeles by now! I wouldn’t be some poor, helpless painter!” Right before the robbers killed me, I finally realized that he never got over his childhood sweetheart, Chloe Lionel. That was why he never wanted to have children with me while we were married. When I opened my eyes again, we had both returned to a time before our marriage. This time, we went our separate ways. I cut ties with him and left Ros Angeles to focus on medical research. Seven years later, I returned. Lucas was already the boss of Cosa. He had Chloe in his arms and mocked me. “I know you’ve loved me in both lives, but did you really have to stay single for me?” I ignored him and held my son’s hand. He lost it. His eyes turned red with anger as he demanded, “Whose child is that?! Didn’t you say you would only have my children?!”

After seven years of marriage, Marisol Speight's husband, Lucian Muller, is unpredictable and treats her with cold indifference as if she's nothing. She once believed that after marrying Lucian, she would one day win his heart and live a happy, fulfilling life. However, on a snowy anniversary that only she remembers, she finally realizes that Lucian and his family are happy enough without her. She'll never be anything more than an outsider who can't blend in. He hates her for making him break his promise to marry his childhood friend; their son mocks her for falling short in every way when compared to said childhood friend… Marisol is doubly betrayed by her husband and son. They're as intimate with another woman as they never were with her. She laughs self-deprecatingly at the mess that is her life. Then, she loses hope in them and asks for a divorce. She gives up custody of her son and leaves, later becoming a globally renowned fashion designer and genius painter—her work isn't accessible to just about anyone. Unexpectedly, her husband and son refuse to let her go despite her already giving up on them. Her son cries, "You're my mom! You can't hold other children!" Her husband, who has always been cold and indifferent, turns clingy and refuses to agree to the divorce. "You're the one who chose me, so you have to bear the responsibility for life! You want a divorce? Dream on!"

I married my vampire husband ten years ago and gave him a half-blood heir, abandoning my career as a painter to become a full-time mother. Fortunately, my son inherited my talent. At just six years old, he held his first solo art exhibition, inspired by the theme "My Mother." But he never let me attend, and he never let me see his paintings. My husband said my presence would make Luke nervous---that I should stay home and do the housework as a good wife and mother, and wait for them to come back. I told myself he was just young and didn't know better, that he was only pushing back against my discipline, not truly rejecting me. Until the day I snuck into the gallery wearing a surgical mask pulled low. In the center of the crowd, my husband held our son's hand while tenderly pulling a woman in a red dress into his arms. He turned to the guests and announced: "This is Luke's mother---my wife." The three of them stood together, beaming with perfect happiness. And I---the one who'd stayed up all night setting up this exhibition---stood before the paintings while not a single person recognized me. That was when I finally understood. My seemingly gentle, caring vampire husband had long ago given our son a replacement mother. And I was nothing more than the human nanny who'd served her purpose by producing an heir.