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After her husband found her in bed with his brother, Adrea’s world shattered in an instant. Rafael asked questions, yes — but he didn’t stay to listen. He opened their marriage and moved on, with another woman in his bed and no apologies. Left reeling, Adrea refused to beg for what should have been obvious. She had her pride. And when a charismatic old friend, Aris, stepped back into her life, offering comfort and something dangerously close to love, she complied with the terms her husband had set — and let herself be with him. But just as her heart began to settle, Rafael uncovered the truth: his brother had set them both up, and the wife he condemned was innocent all along. Now he wants her back. But after everything he’s done, does Adrea still have room in her heart for the man who walked away?

Angelo Ian Diano didn't expect he would survive being hit by a speeding car. He wanted to thank the heavens for suddenly sparing his life and giving him another chance to correct his mistakes. But when Angelo opened his eyes, he was suddenly greeted by a nerve-wracking situation. From being a man oozing with masculinity, he suddenly became a femme fatale, as if the heavens were conspiring against him to punish him for all the things he did in the past. To add to the situation, not only did Angelo possess a body of just any woman but a married woman. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry because of his circumstance. To make matters worse, he found out that the husband of the woman he had possessed is the very person he has hated to the bones. Let's take a look at his story and find out who will be the first to go crazy. Is it Angelo or the one reading this?

Amelia, the daughter of Sliver Moon Pack's Alpha, after her mother passed away. Her father marked his mistress as Luna and took back a stepsister for her, then her life turned into hell. But she tried her best to live and hope she could find mate to take her away from the abyss. But instead she was driven of the pack for a crime she didn't commit and had a one-night stand with a strange man. The next day, her stepsister opened the door with Amelia's mate. "I, Jax Stone, Future Beta of the Silver Moon pack reject you, Amelia, daughter of the Alpha of the Silver Moon pack." Tears ran down Amelia's cheeks. *** Five years later, Amelia was forced to attend her stepsister's wedding, but her pup pointed his tiny finger at the wedding stage. "Why does he look like me? We have the same eyes, Mom..."

“She loves you,” they said at the same time. Neither one spoke after, each deep in thoughts on how to approach the subject. He didn’t want to give her up, but it was evident that she felt the same way towards his rival, though she might not have realized it yet. He saw it in the manner she spoke to him – how her voice rose to a slightly higher pitch and how her lashes fluttered prettily as he charmed her. He wanted her for himself, but he also wanted her to be happy. Unless she opened up to them, he’d remain in doubt of who could make her happier. One thing for sure, he hoped it was him. And perhaps a small part of him, was alright if she chose… them. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ The story follows the tribulations of Emma Dheros, a young single mother, contending with the adversities of normal human life and the supernatural forces fighting for her and against each other.

My younger sister, Sophie Sawyer, got pregnant before marriage, gave birth to a baby boy in a small clinic, and then disappeared. The doctor used the address she left behind to find my family and handed the child to me. My parents knelt and begged me to raise him, and that was how I, an unmarried young woman, struggled through life with a child on my hip. When I finally managed to raise him, Sophie came back, standing beside a big-shot boss dripping in gold. She held her son and cried, accusing me of being jealous of her, stealing her child, and tearing them apart. My nephew cut ties with me without hesitation, choosing her over me. My parents kicked me out of the house. The neighbors all condemned me. In despair, I jumped to my death. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day Sophie gave birth.

I had avoided Snow Judson’s father for the entire five years of our marriage. My career never matched Snow’s, so in his eyes, I would always be beneath them. That day, Snow had a work dinner and asked me to take his father for a medical checkup. When we reached the hospital, the staff told us that the appointment was not scheduled for today. Snow’s father blew up on the spot and swung his cane at me. When I tried to call Snow, I accidentally opened a video that had been posted three minutes earlier. Snow wore a lace camisole in the video. She stood at a sink in a bathroom and washed a man’s shirt by hand. I looked at the caption. [Dinner is over. My boss took great care of me. If I had a wife like her, I would want nothing more.] Snow smiled so gently in the video that I suddenly felt empty. I left a comment under the video. [Wow, is he confessing?]

Daisy gets the shock of her life when Clark, her husband serves her a divorce and gets engaged into Amelia. Alejandro is her night in shinning amour and saves her life. They have a blissful relationship but life and Clark gets in the way. Like a child who wants their long forgotten toy back, he applies all the tactics he has up his sleeves to get her back. His success is inhibited by a bitter and despicable past, one Alejandro is a huge part of. A can of worms gets opened and Daisy doesn't like what she finds. She is also faced with the choice to pick the lesser evil among the two men. Will she let her motherly sentiment or emotions get in the way of her decision? She overcomes her indecisiveness and makes what seems like the right choice. Once again danger gets in the way of her happiness. This time around she does the unthinkable to protect herself from the danger heading towards her and her loved ones.

There are two options for you to choose from: One quit your surviving job and end up in the street Or Two be in a contractual relationship with your boss for a year. This is your choice to make. The gate of hell or the gate of your struggles paths. What are your choices? Ah Lam bit on her lower lips, she shouldn't have a bash in unexpectedly, she meant no harm or even have the time to discuss what she saw with others except her bestie. But now, it seems like the gates of hell opened up to her. She has always heard of her boss's cold attitude towards his employees of course to those in high posts, not a lower post she's in. never has she met him before, this has turned into one of her nightmares, she shouldn't have bought in the documents files. He gaped at her with those devilish cold eyes and chuckle like the devil himself. "So, what's your choice?" His deep cold voice asked.

Amara had fallen in love at first sight of that man. The sharp gaze from that man seemed to make Amara trapped in the sense of comfort that Amara did not understand. However? When Amara realized that the marriage had happened because of her mother's insistence. It was a subtle way for her mother to kick Amara out of the house. However, is Amara happy? What is this marriage for? I got You are well-known as a young CEO who is rich in wealth, but you are not rich at heart. I am now pregnant with your child. Why don't you admit that? "Amara protested. The man opened his jacket, dragged his long sleeves up to the elbows "what are you saying? You are my wife, but not necessarily the child you contain is my son," the man grinned. "I swear by my life, I will make you love me, and after you fall in love with me, I will leave you without pity. Thats my promise with my life," said Amara firmly.

I have come to believe that the whole world is an enigma, a harmless enigma that is made terrible by our own mad attempt to interpret it as though it has an underlying truth. You can try but one's heart is never to be put into words. "Are you saying that I'm pestering you?", she asked chuckling lowly. Had it been somebody else she would've fired them right away? As of now, her grip only tightened slightly on the little spoon in her hand while he slowly opened his cat-like eyes and avoided her gaze. "Torturing would be a better word," he whispered in hopes of staying alive so he could go home and cut his tongue for being so sharp. What was wrong with him? "Glad you understood my intentions." An arrogant boss lady whose mood flips like a switch every day who runs from the idea of love. A cute Barista leading a second life as a camboy who wishes for nothing but love. What could be a better combination?