Walking Meme

"I love you." She blurted out, eyes wide, filled with unshed tears as they both stared at each other. "I love you and I know you know that so please don't say what happened was a mistake or that you're leaving me." Her cracked at the last statement. "Don't destroy us." She moved closer to him, putting a gentle hand on his arm. He lifted his gaze to hers and she feared whatever it is he was going to say the way his eyes looked. They've never looked so....empty. "Darling, there is nothing to destroy if there was nothing to ever break. There was never an us Idalia." He stated venom lacing his words. "What?" Her voice cracked "Whatever happened between us was a mistake. I regret it." Her face crumpled as her hand dropped from his arm, putting space between them. "Don't say that." "Just leave Idalia." He turned his back to awards her and continued stuffing clothes into his bag. After some time, "Okay." She nodded her head in understanding, wiping her tears, trying to stop the already flowing tears. Glancing at him one more time, she walked out of his room. When Idalia Bianchi confesses her love to Ivan Volklov, her best friend and the heir to the Italian mafia, he does not reciprocate the feeling. Years after walking out of the room of the one she loves, he is back in her life. Her brother's best friend. It’s finally time for her to find a husband and according to her family tradition it has to be an arranged marriage and what better and safer match for her than a member of the Italian mafia. Even though there is already an alliance between the families, a marriage makes it more "sophisticated", like her father says.

She’s a trouble. He’s a control. Together? Wildfire. Verena Cielle is the world’s highest-paid supermodel—bold, scandal-prone, and a certified trouble magnet. Sanay na siyang pasanin ang title na “walking controversy,” but despite the headlines and chaos, isa lang ang hindi maikakaila—she owns the runway. Her father got tired of her at bilang solusyon, ibinigay siya sa isang taong alam niyang kayang kontrolin ang kanyang anak—kay Mavros Rouge Mordecai, a ruthless billionaire of Black Mystique Winery. Rouge accepted it as if it was a mission. But for him, it’s something deeper. Living under Rouge’s roof feels like being locked in a golden cage. Every move is monitored, bawat hakbang bantay-sarado. Pero sa kabila ng bangayan at asaran, may apoy na unti-unting lumiliyab sa pagitan nila—isang larong bawal, puno ng tukso at tensyon. Cielle swears she won’t fall. Falling means losing, and she never loses. Pero paano kung ang larong iniisip nila’y maging totoo na? Sa isang mundong puno ng mata at kontrobersya, is it possible to find something real?

Iris Grey lost her father at 10, and due to the never ending reminder of her father’s memory in there old home, they decided to move out, leaving her first love despite the pain. 8 years later, they come back home, only to find out her mom was going to marry her first loves father. She felt betrayed. And upon walking out due to anger, she find her way right at their old front lawn and right inside his father's office. Never been so confused as to why everything seemed to have not changed. She entered and saw the book she and her father used to draw together as both love colors and writing fantasies. Little did she know it was a portal to a whole new dimension. A parallel world where colors come from. The Realm of Hues. Stuck in a whole new world filled with conflict, with unfinished tasks and her first love turned to step brother, could she stop herself from falling deeper? Or would the love grow deeper than it was before. Prepare as we enter the realm of Hue.

"I, Ruby Quinn, reject you, Alpha Colt Reinhart, as my mate…" ************************** Walking in on my mate, Alpha Colt Reinhart, fucking a red-haired slut on our matrimonial bed was a severe jab to my heart. To make matters worse, he gloated to my face about taking her as his breeder and mocked my inability to bear a child in our four years of being together. The pain from his betrayal came with a great urge to redeem a bit of my dignity, so I rejected him and went crying to his cousin and my childhood sweetheart, Killian Reinhart. We didn’t do anything we weren’t supposed to do. He just let me sleep in his suite after consoling me. It was also the last time I laid my eyes on Colt. However, four years later, I became a mother of three boys with an insane resemblance to Killian, which was very illogical. And if that wasn’t enough complication, Colt returns to my life, pleading for a second chance, and claiming paternity of my kids. It becomes a nasty fight between the two brothers, and it can only end when I choose one of them as the father of my triplets. But how do I do that, when I wasn’t so sure myself?

Camilla Romano the daughter of a very wealthy family also the heiress to the Romano family is a famous actress who is loved by many. Behind closed curtains she meets with her lover Luciano De Vinci who is known as the richest but most feared man in the whole country. Luciano loves Camilla and is posessiveof her hating the fact that they are keeping their relationship a secret. Everything is going well for them until Camilla's father announces that she is getting married. Will Luciano be able to let her go ～～～～～～ ''Luciano please''Camilla begs trying to push him away while looking around the place in fear of them being caught. She can hear the voices of people at the party and is scared of being seen. ''I missed you baby''Luciano groans his lips making contact with her neck his other hand trailing her thighs. ''Pl-ahh''Her words are cut off as a moan accidentally escapes her lips. The voices walking towards the hallway become loud and Camilla quickly pushes him away. ''Please Lucian I'll come and meet you'' She promises the man who places a kiss on her lips before walking off while straightening his expensive armani suit

"You're mine Ariella Vandenberg" his hand firmly wraps around her slender waist, pulling her closer to him. "Jay...I..I hate you... so much" he smirked and without permission, smashed his cold lips unto hers, enveloping in a passionate kiss. "We Both know that's a lie..". * *. * * Following a painful breakup with her fiancé, Arielle Vandenberg finds sanctuary in a darkly lit club, her thoughts clouded by sadness. But when she crosses paths with Jay Sinclair, a dangerously charming billionaire, her night takes an unexpected turn. Jay Sinclair is the last man Arielle shouldn't be engaged with, given his vicious reputation and untouchable status. But, when a controversy threatens Arielle's future, Jay makes her an attractive proposal: a contract marriage to solve both of their issues. The rules are simple: no strings, no love, just business. But when she starts to unwind, she finds out the awful truth: Jay has been using her from the start. Their terrible encounter at the bar wasn't a coincidence; rather, a deliberate plot to wreak revenge on her family's betrayal done years back, which she knows nothing of. However, with her heart now on the line, she must decide between walking away from the only person who can save her and her family and trusting the guy who fooled her. will Arielle find out even more devastating details about the guy she thought she knew, or will love be able to endure betrayal?.

Fate has once again torn my world apart, leaving me shattered. For years, I've lived with a cold void, clueless about my life before joining my childhood pack. Just as the secrets of my past were about to be unveiled, tragedy struck. The one person who held the key to unlocking my memories was taken from me, and with them, my fated mate, Bodey—leaving me exposed and fractured. But in this darkness, an unexpected truth emerges. The very act that was meant to weaken me has instead awakened a fierce strength. A primal wolf, hidden deep within, surges forward, driven by a relentless desire to rescue Bodey and protect my people. My resolve is unyielding—I will do whatever it takes to reclaim my mate and keep my people safe. Even if it means walking into the jaws of danger. The battle lines are drawn, and I'm ready to fight everyone that’s screwed me over.

Aria could never imagine herself walking down the aisle, flashing a smile, and wearing a beautiful white wedding dress. Never had ever crossed her mind to get married. She's sure and knew it better than anyone. As cliché as it is, Aria's meant to marry the son of her mother's best friend, Ashton. Aside from the fear of commitment, she also doesn't want to be with someone she doesn't even love. After all, she is just a woman who never experienced true love before. Months passed when the preparation for her wedding came. She met Easton, a famous fashion designer in the Philippines. As Easton was taking measures for her gown, he accidentally clasped her two little mountains resulting for Aria to act instinctively and greeting him with a powerful uppercut that made his nose bleed with ketchup. There's no doubt that their expected first encounter was a total disaster. The day of her wedding came, and she finally decided to run away before she could even set foot in the sacred church and taint her soul. At that time, all that she could think of was to run and before she knew it, she finally arrived at her desired destination. . . unknowingly at Easton's wounded heart.

I knock on the door, heart pounding like it always does when I’m about to see him. “Come in,” Justin’s voice calls—cool, smooth, and frustratingly calm. I take a deep breath and walk in, holding the folder tightly. “Here’s the report you requested, sir.” He doesn’t even glance at me. Just keeps typing, his expression unreadable. “You’re late,” he says without missing a beat. I clench my jaw. “There was a delay at the printer—” “No excuses, Joanna. Just do better next time.” Ouch. Professional and cold. As always. I nod, ignoring the sting in my chest. “Yes, sir.” I turn to leave, gripping the doorknob—just one more second and I’ll be out of this weird tension-filled office— “Wait.” I freeze. I turn around slowly. “Yes?” Justin stands now, walking toward me. In his hand, a familiar brown paper bag. He holds it out. “You didn’t have lunch.” I blink. “I’m fine.” “You skipped breakfast too. Eat.” I hesitate. “What is it?” “Chicken pesto. No onions.” My breath catches. He still remembers? “Why are you doing this?” I ask quietly. He shrugs, not meeting my eyes. “I just… remember things.” My fingers brush his as I take the bag. Warmth. Stupid warmth that shouldn’t still feel this familiar. Then, he looks at me—really looks at me. “You shouldn’t skip meals… wife.” Silence. My chest tightens. “Don’t call me that.” But my voice is too soft to sound convincing. I walk out before I say something I’ll regret. His words echo in my mind like a dangerous lullaby. Cold one second. Kilig the next. God… he’s still him. And that’s exactly the problem.

Kristen Rose never meant to marry billionaire Max Ethan Anderson. But fate and a cruel twist placed her at the altar. On what was supposed to be Max and Lena’s wedding day, Lena ran off for selfish reasons. When her plan backfired, she returned, accusing Kristen of kidnapping her. In truth, it was Lena who tricked Kristen into wearing her wedding gown and walking down that aisle. Max found out the truth right there on the stage right before the kiss. But instead of stopping the ceremony, he masked his fury. After the wedding, he gave Kristen a cold deal.... Twenty days to divorce Twenty days with a man who resents her for everything she never meant to do. But what Max didn’t expect was Kristen’s heart to be so real. And what Kristen didn’t expect was to start falling for the man behind the icy glare. Just when hope begins to bloom, Max shatters it all. He marries Lena instead, telling the world he’d never choose a "low-life" like Kristen even though he loved her more than anything. Lena, now his wife, sees Kristen as a threat. And she’ll do anything to erase her permanently. When tragedy strikes, the world believes Kristen is dead. Until she returns. Stronger. Smarter. Fearless. And this time, she’s not alone. Kristen is now teaming up with Max’s most powerful enemy. And Max never saw it coming.