Waking Up With A Heavy Chest

I was known all throughout high society as the perfect, obedient daughter. Suitors lined up at my door in droves, yet I insisted on marrying Grayson Thatcher, whose family fortune had crumbled, all because of a promise we made when we were young. I thought we would be partners building a life together, but he fell deeply in love with his childhood sweetheart, a girl who spent her days running wild. The night before our wedding, he went street racing with her and they both got arrested, causing him to miss the ceremony entirely. The scandal made it everywhere. On New Year's Eve, he left me to organize the family banquet alone while he ran off with his childhood sweetheart to some crowded plaza. To see a different display of fireworks, they set fire to balloons people had released into the sky and triggered a massive blaze. Once again, I exhausted every connection I had to get him out of the mess. I cleaned up 999 of his reckless mistakes and kept the Thatcher family's business afloat, making sure he could live without a care in the world. I thought that eventually, he would at least remember some small part of what we meant to each other. Yet when I fell critically ill and needed a heart transplant, he took the only available donor heart and gave it to his childhood sweetheart instead. That was the first time I broke down and demanded answers. He stared at me, cold and unmoved. "You have the nerve to ask me that? If you hadn't forced yourself on me, I would've gotten together with Maeve years ago. You're as stiff as an old lady. How could you ever compare to someone like her? She's full of life. "I've let you play Mrs. Thatcher for over a decade. I was more than generous. Maeve is going to be my wife now. When she dies, we'll be buried together. You won't even get that much." I died consumed by bitterness and rage. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day of the matchmaking event. I picked up the marriage proposal the Thatchers had sent and tore it to pieces. Then, I reached for the one from the wealthiest family in the room and smiled. "Dad, if I have to get married anyway, I might as well marry the man with the most money and power."

Shania thought she had it all—her husband Adrian, her home, her future. But that illusion shattered the day her twin sister, Stephanie, appeared on her doorstep, cradling a baby that looked unmistakably like Adrian. The triumphant glint in Stephanie’s eyes delivered the truth: betrayal. Two facts now defined Shania’s life: 1) Her husband, whom she gave up everything for, had slept with her sister. 2) She became pregnant by a stranger after a drunken night, just 240 days after Adrian struck her. Enter Stefan—an enigmatic billionaire with his own dark past. He needed a woman whose name began with 'S' to carry his child. Unbeknownst to Shania, Stefan had been orchestrating her life from the shadows, drawn to her for reasons she could never have imagined. And now, a baby is involved, divorce papers are moving from one home to the lawyer, and a fresh new contract marriage is being drafted. Will Stefan reveal his secrets before it’s too late? And can Shania find the strength to confront her past and embrace the unexpected bond forming between them?

I brought my son, who was around a year old, to visit my parents’ graves, only to run into my childhood friend’s mother. She asked me whether I had returned because I was no longer angry. “Yelena, you’re finally back! You must’ve returned to marry Niel. “I’ll make sure your wedding goes smoothly this time. I won’t allow any random person to ruin it!” Niel Stalner was my childhood friend and ex-fiance. During my engagement party, Cloud Stalner, his foster sister, had barged in while wearing the same gown as I did. She also said that she would kill herself if Niel refused to leave with her. The guests burst into a ruckus, and in the end, I was left alone in the venue. Everyone criticized me, and Niel’s family abandoned me. Eventually, I left the country like a dog with its tail tucked between its legs. I smiled at Neil’s mother, Iris, and pushed the baby stroller forward. “Iris, are you seriously telling me that Niel hasn’t married Cloud yet? Anyway, Michael, say hello.”

What's the first thing you'd do if you were reborn? Me? I'd start by divorcing my husband, Finn Gallagher. Yeah, Finn Gallagher, the same man who runs half the underworld from behind closed doors. The Don. The richest man alive. The man women dream about; his face plastered on magazines, named "Sexiest Man Alive" five years in a row. In my last life, I tried everything to make him look at me like I mattered. I married him. I gave birth to his son. I swallowed every ounce of pride, trying to be the perfect wife. However, it didn't work. To him, I was no different than a waitress he might casually tip—forgettable, replaceable, invisible. So this time, I'm not begging. I'm not pretending. I'm handing Madeline Brooks the key to my place in his life, and walking away. She's Finn's first love, and also the shadow that haunted every day of my last life. Now Madeline was sitting opposite to me, blinked at me like she didn't hear me right. "You tried so hard to push me out," she said slowly, eyes narrowed. "Now you want me to be with Finn?" "Yes. That's all I'm asking. Just talk to Finn. Tell him to sign the divorce papers." I looked at her confused face and kept going. "Everyone knows I'm the last person who'd ever let Finn go. So if I say I want a divorce, he won't believe me for a second. But you? You're the one who can make that happen... aren't you?" She laughed, because she was finally getting her chance. I laughed too, because I was finally free.

All her life, Nora has been treated like a piece of trash. On the date of her sister's mating ceremony, Alpha Chester rejected her sister, and pick her as his mate instead. In other to escape from the ruthless alpha, she ran away from her pack and found herself in a slave establishment. However, fate took a drastic turn when the same person she'd been running away from, bought her and took her back with him. She is faced with her entire family as her enemies, and hatred and malicious schemes become the highlight of the day.

"Sa mundong ang pag-ibig ay isang pustahan, sino ang unang masusunog?"   Sa loob ng tatlong taon  ay naniwala si Beatrice Aquino na natagpuan na niya ang kanyang tanging pahinga sa piling ng kanyang "puppy boyfriend" na si Benedict. Siya ang "Ice Queen" ng mundo ng negosyo. Matapang, disiplinado at handang bawiin ang dangal ng kanyang pamilya, ngunit sa harap ni Benedict ay isa siyang babaeng nagmamahal lamang nang tapat.   Subalit sa gabi ng kanyang pag-po-propose ay gumuho ang lahat. Ang inakala niyang tapat na pag-ibig ay isa lamang palang laro sa pagitan ng mga rich young masters. Para kay Benedict Mendoza, ang tagapagmana ng pinakamayamang pamilya sa Quezon City, si Beatrice ay isang hamon lamang, isang trophy na masarap makuha bago ang kanyang itinakdang kasal sa iba.   Dala ng poot at sugatang dangal ay nagpasya siyang gumanti. Sa isang gabi ng kalasingan at desperasyon ay isinuko niya ang kanyang sarili sa isang misteryosong estranghero, isang lalaking may awtoridad, mapanganib na karisma at may mga matang kasing-itim ng gabi.   Ang hindi niya alam ay ang lalaking kanyang pinag-alayan ng gabi ay ang mismong tanging tao na kinatatakutan ni Benedict, ang kanyang Uncle.   Ngayong nag-uumpisa na ang laro ng paghihiganti ni Beatrice, paano siya tatakas sa bitag ng isang "Uncle" na walang balak pakawalan siya? Sa mundong puno ng pagkukunwari, sino ang tunay na mandaraya at sino ang magiging biktima ng sarili nilang laro?

Robert Lisa is the most respected, popular and influential business woman in California. She is very wealthy, practically she gets everything she ever wanted. However, there is one thing that saddened her a lot, she always gets dumped by men. Sometimes she wished she was never rich and influential. Her last break up broke the camel's back, as her boyfriend cheated on her.  She decided to disguise herself as a nanny in to be able to find a perfect guy for herself. Will she be successful in her plans?Will she ever find her Mr Right?.

My fiancé's true love was diagnosed with an incurable disease. Her last request? "I want your bridal gown, your wedding, your fiancé, and you to be our wedding witness." She donned the gown I had made for myself, wore the jewelry I had chosen for my special day, and took my fiancé's arm. She stole my marriage. I thought I would endure it—for the sake of a dying woman. But that wasn't enough for her. Soon, she attended an auction to buy the only thing I had left from my late mother. I watched as she and my ex drove the price of Mom's white nephrite bracelet up to a staggering 27,000,000 dollars. The people I had called family had drained me dry. I was at my wit's end. I couldn't afford to keep the bracelet any longer. I was about to lose my mother's keepsake—until a calm, cool voice echoed above the din. "40,000,000." The crowd fell silent. The mysterious scion of the Kenway family had spoken. And he added, "A gift for me to the ever-elegant Miss Taylor Jones." I thanked him. "I'll repay you for this, Mr. Kenway. Slowly, but surely!" He frowned. "Hold on. Don't you remember me, Taylor?" "Huh?!"

Lever Winchester must protect his girlfriend from his father's enemies. Despite having no interest in his father's business, Lever is forced to seek revenge for his father's death. As he delves deeper into his father's past, he uncovers shocking secrets that threaten to destroy everything he knows. Will Lever be able to protect his loved ones and come out unscathed, or will he suffer the same fate as his father? Discover the thrilling tale of love, loss, and retribution in "The Last Winchester".

When my husband, Austin Hart, and I participated in the earthquake disaster relief, he discovered the corpse of his first love, Stacy Deleon, in the collapse zone. That night, Austin left a suicide note behind before jumping off the building with our son, Clifford Hart, in order to reunite with Stacy in the afterlife. Only then did I realize that both Austin and Clifford never cared about me, to begin with. When I was reborn, I returned to the moment when Austin first asked for a divorce. This time, I agreed to the divorce immediately. I even gave the custody of the three-year-old Clifford to Austin right away. Five years later, we meet again at an auction. Austin laces fingers with Stacy while taking Clifford's hand with the other. He mocks me, "It's only been five years, Kendra. You're really that shameless now, huh? You can't wait to latch onto me again now that you've found out I'm here!" Clifford mocks me as well. "Mom… Wait, you should be Ms. Powell to me now. You should stop pestering my dad already. My parents and I are living a very happy life right now." I just ignore them. Instead, I grab my daughter, Faye Gilmore, who has been sneaking food off the table, and steer her back to our seats. But Austin flies into a fit of rage instantly. A vein pops out of his hand, which is still laced with Stacy's fingers. "You really are shameless, Kendra Powell! We've only been separated for five years, yet you already have a daughter that old? I can't believe you're willing to resort to such despicable methods just to make me jealous! Which bastard did you have that bastard child with, huh?"