Truth Hurts Meaning

Who knew that bumping on to a stranger's car would give someone a one way ticket to a world they so despise and desperately avoid? Sienna Melendez doesn't want to be married, nor fall in love. She had that tattooed across her brain. She doesn't need these things, she can live and be happy just by herself. Plus, she doesn't want the pain that comes with love. It hurts, anesthetics could never help, and time doesn't seem to heal it at all. But when she bumped into a guy's car, she thought that after a few negotiations and her paying for the damages, they would just forget and move on. No, her parents thought she was being too friendly with him and thought it was best for the both of their companies if they were married. Things did not end well, and now, she's facing a life being trapped in a marriage with the heir of the Valencia empire, the "demon" as she had nicknamed him, Neo Valencia. ** "Damn it!" marahas niyang itinapon ang tuwalyang hawak sa sofa. "You know what? I hate you! I hate your dumb voice, your stupid muscles and your annoyingly attractive face!" "And you know what they say," his lips twitched into a smirk. "- that love and hate are two sides of a very... very thin line," tinalikuran siya nito at pumasok na sa banyo. And she just stood there, trying to process what he just said when she realized something. "Hoy! Ako na dapat 'yong mauuna sa banyo eh!"

The things between truth and lies, honesty and secrets, trust and doubt. We surround ourselves with the right people and good people. People we trust and most of all, people we think they deserve to be a part of our lives. Truth can be manipulate. Lies can destroy. Trust can easy to break. Honesty can set aside. Secrets can keep you guilty. Doubt can bring out your fears. But what if your life of truth is full of lies, and those persons who you trust are keeping secrets and what if your life of honesty turn into doubt. I am Divina Clare Reyes and this is my story, life that I thought full of truth, full of trustworthy and honest people but it turned out to be full of lies and secrets.

"Get up, I'm hungry. Cook for me NOW!" The authoritative tone jolted me awake, not giving me a moment to freshen up or even change. We don't sleep side by side; he stays in the master bedroom while I occupy the guest room. He can't stand being near me. It hurts deeply when those words come from him, but it's a recurring pattern. I hurriedly made my way downstairs, still tying the robe around me. In the kitchen, I began preparing his breakfast. You see, I'm his secret wife. No one knows except our parents and a few friends. Since we got married, not a day goes by without him reminding me that he doesn't love me. Not a day goes by without him hurting me. But that's alright because, as I've mentioned, I love him so much that I'm willing to do anything just to earn his love in return. A single tear escaped and fell onto the clove of garlic I was chopping. I quickly wiped it away. From the corner of my eye, I noticed Manang watching me. I took a deep breath to regain my composure before turning to her with a forced smile. "I'm sorry; I got emotional over garlic." I lied.

Ga-eul was born in the lowest class status in Joseon. He belonged to the cheonmin or vulgar commoners—like butchers, shoemaker, shamans, magicians, etc. He never had a real name since he was born. Ga-eul was the one that is use to call him because of it's literal meaning that a baby boy born during fall. His family earns a living by performing at town alleys and even in gisaeng's places—typically located near the center of a town. After the early death of their parents, Ga-eul was forced to work harder for him and his sister to survive. Being a performer is not enough that's why he was urged to enter the gisaeng—trained to be courtesans, a prostitute, especially one with upper-class clients—world even though he is a male. He knows that he has a soft heart like a woman but doesn't want to be one. The life of Ga-eul is indeed miserable and unfortunate. He is literally going crazy on how he can managed to send his sister into a hospital—who has a osteosarcoma—tumor in the bone. A huge amount of money is needed for his sister's recovery. One night, while having a mental breakdown, he went to the gisaeng house to plead for his advance payment but the head gisaeng threw him outside. He cried out but then, a nobleman in his 20s approach and asked him to come inside again. He never knew that the nobleman was also struggling in a problem. He thought that the nobleman was just like the other middle class people. He plead but the nobleman offer him a huge amount of money. All he need to do is to marry him. The money offered was extremely helpful to resolve his problem, but should he really let the nobleman buy him?

WARNING!!! May bembangan dito, bawal sa mga minor.. Iwasang magbasa kung feeling mo, demure ka! Kapag di mo bet, skip mo na lang, pero pag bet mo, eh di go!!! Isang misteryosong lalaki, ang naghanap ng isang babae, para magkaanak naturally. Meaning, eh di ano pa nga ba.. alam niyo na yun!! Kinakabahan si Roselynn habang nakapiring ang kanyang mga mata, at nasa loob siya ng isang mabango, malamig at magandang silid. Bagong paligo siya. Sinabon niyang maigi ang kanyang "bataan!" "Lord, bakit naman kasi ngayon na agad? kung kailan hindi ako nakapag shave?" Saka nanlalamig ang kanyang kamay, ng marinig niya ang langitngit ng pintuan.. "Wag kang matakot, wala akong gagawing masama sayo.." grabe ang boses ng lalaki, parang pang DJ! Sa isip isip ni Roselynn, "eh di wow, ikaw na! bebembengin mo ko, kukunin mo ang virginity ko, tas wala kang gagawing masama? OMG!" "This is it! magready ka na.. aararuhin ka na niya.." kasabay ng isang dalangin na sana, hindi siya masyadong masaktan.

Nicah Flores is known for being a poor girl and a serial dater. She changes boyfriend like she was changing her underwear and would always be seen being fetch by different guys after school..but that wasn't truth, the truth is she was paid to see them everytime her dear friend got a new boyfriend.

Calista Hidalgo fell in love with his cousin, Conan Silvestre. They shared a forbidden relationship. But they were caught on act one day. On the night of her graduation, truth prevailed. She was betrayed by his lover, and her so-called parents. On the same night, she left with a broken heart, and without telling everyone. Not knowing, that was the start when she learned the truth about her real identity. After eleven years, she was back and kicking. Are they ready for her... heart's vengeance?

She thought it was Candice who saved her. But it was Rafael all along — the man she’s slowly falling for. And he’s been keeping the truth… for reasons even his heart struggles to explain. Because one lie brought them closer, and one truth could tear them apart.

(Jackson Gray's Story) Mereya was unable to face her long-term partner after a one-night mistake. She slept with a stranger whom she thought was her boyfriend, and it happened to be Jackson Gray, the town's hottest bachelor! Worse, she became pregnant as a result of one dark night! The next morning, she was kidnapped by the father of her child. Things heat up when Jackson asks for her hand in exchange of the truth—the truth about her father's death, the truth about her boyfriend's fiancee, and the truth about her real identity! "Marry me, and I will free you from all the lies and pain; be my queen, and let us destroy them together," Jackson murmured solemnly as he caressed Mereya's body. They thought everything's fine until nights became darker. Mapaninindigan ba nila ang pagmamahalang nabuo dahil sa mga pagkakamali o maghihiwalay sila ng landas na parang hindi sila nagkakilala kailanman? -------- GRAY SERIES 1 ONE NIGHT LOVE (TAGALOG) BOOK 1, 2 and 3 - COMPLETED GRAY SERIES 2 ONE NIGHT DARKER (TAGALOG) - COMPLETED GRAY SERIES 3 LONGING FOR MY EX-WIFE'S RETURN - COMPLETED GRAY SERIES 4 LOVE GAME WITH MY EXECUTIVE ASSISTANT ON-GOING

My name is Akira Sy, or rather, Akira Sy Montenegro—18 years old. Yes, I’m married to the man I love most, Kyle Xavier Montenegro. He’s a businessman—handsome, incredibly successful, and has everything. I fell in love with him when I was 16, always dreaming that one day we’d be together, and yes, my dreams came true. The next morning, I woke up to a cold sensation on my face. I opened my eyes and realized it was water, soaking my entire face. I looked up and was met with Kyle’s dark, piercing gaze. I immediately felt a wave of anxiety. “K-Kyle,” I stammered, my voice trembling. He closed his eyes tightly, as if burdened by a huge problem. “Stand up, wh*re. I’m hungry. Cook for me, NOW!” he ordered with authority, making me scramble to get up without even bothering to wipe my face or change clothes. No, we don’t sleep in the same room. He’s in the master bedroom while I stay in the guest room because he finds me disgusting. It hurts so much when those words come from him. He’s always like that. I rushed down the stairs, tying my robe as I went, heading straight to the kitchen to prepare his breakfast. Yes, I’m his secret wife. No one knows except our parents and a few friends. Since we got married, there hasn’t been a day when he didn’t remind me that he doesn’t love me. Not a day goes by without him hurting me, but it’s okay because, like I said, I love him so much that I’m willing to do anything just for him to love me back.