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My wife doesn't love me. She doesn't love our child either. On the day our son is born, she doesn't even look at him. She just drops him into my arms. Later, her first love returns. For the first time, the cold, distant woman drinks herself drunk at home. She laughs as she holds our son in her arms, and he wraps his arms around her neck in surprise. "Daddy, what's wrong with Ms. Sutton?" he whispers afterward. I kneel and hold him close. My eyes are red as I explain, "Someone Ms. Sutton loves has come back. We shouldn't bother her anymore. It's time for us to move out."

My husband is a stranger. Everyone says I was madly in love with him, that I couldn’t wait to marry him. But when I look into his eyes, all I see is darkness. Cold. And Bottomless. This can’t be love. Not the kind you choose twice. I don’t remember him. Not the wedding, not the vows, not the man I supposedly gave my heart to. But what I do see… makes me question why I ever said yes in the first place. Then the memories come crashing back, a painful memory I wish stayed burried hits me and I understand. I understand why he looks at me with hatred. Why our love was doomed from the start. Why I had to leave. He wouldn’t let me go, so I forced his hand and disappeared. Five years later, fate brings us face to face again. "I can’t live without you, Dear stranger, marry me again." he says. And just like before… My heart remembers what my mind forgot. That a love so deep cuts just as deep. ............. His love will heal her, his rage will burn anyone who tries to hurt her. Ian Quinn Wasn't just passionate, he was explosivey intense. He loved like a storm and hated like a war. He lost her once, this time he will tear the world apart, if it means making her his again.

Sypnosis Mula pagkabata, hindi na naranasan ni Venisse ang init ng tunay na pamilya. Sa murang edad, natutunan niyang tumayong mag-isa—kahit pa ibig sabihin niyon ay isakripisyo ang sariling pangarap. Sa edad na 23, isang hindi inaasahang pagbubuntis ang tuluyang gumiba sa plano niyang buhay. Unti-unting nawala ang pag-asa. Araw-gabi siyang kumakayod—kahit anong trabaho, mapasukan lang. Para sa gamot, check-up, at isang kinabukasang hindi pa sigurado. Hanggang sa dumating ang panahong wala na siyang pagpipilian. Pumasok siya bilang GRO sa isang kilalang bar—isang trabahong kailanma’y hindi niya inakalang papasukin. Sa bawat ngiti at aliw sa mayayamang bisita, pinipilit niyang itago ang lungkot at takot sa likod ng mata. At doon sila nagtagpo—ni Dr. Kurt Navarro. Isang gabi, isang emergency. Ang batang dinadala ni Venisse sa sinapupunan, nalagay sa panganib. Isang komplikasyon. Isang mahal na operasyon. Isang bayarin na hindi niya kayang pasanin. At sa gitna ng kaguluhan, may inalok si Kurt. Isang kasunduan. Anim na buwang kasal. Walang emosyon. Walang label. Puro papel at pirma. Kapalit: kaligtasan ng anak niya. Pero paano kung habang lumilipas ang bawat araw, unti-unting lumambot ang pusong matagal nang pinatigas ng sakit? Paano kung sa likod ng kontrata, unti-unti niyang nararamdaman ang bagay na hindi kasama sa usapan? Pag-ibig. Isang kasunduan. Isang kasinungalingan. Isang pusong unti-unting bumibigay. Pero sa dulo ng anim na buwan… pipirma ba sila para sa wakas? O para sa panibagong simula?

She died in peace, guarding the river for three days and three nights, came to collect the body but not her husband - looking at the man gently kissed his swollen and rotting corpse, she shook in her heart, secretly promised: if she can be reborn, she must marry him! ...... Later, she was really reborn, but became his sister (⊙o⊙) Murong Cheng said, "If you dare to die to me again, I don't mind changing my mind and cavorting with a corpse." She can't cry, my brother! You've been a pervert for a long time, okay?

“Don't tell me you have forgotten what happened last night?” she asked as she moved closer to the bed with a flirtatious smirk. “We had a good time together. Last night was fun.” She leaned close to him, her eyes staring deep into his black orbs. Being in this close proximity with him, her heart was beating, but she won't show how nervous she was. The white towel she was wearing reveals the top of her breast, and Richard's eyes flickered towards it. He gulped down as he found himself drawn to her. Their proximity made him feel an internal heat within him. Her lips are so tempting. He has never felt this way for any woman for the past five years. Who the fuck is she? “It seems you want more of my sweet body, Mr. Presley. Last night wasn't enough, was it?” she said with a sexy smile. She could see the effect she had on him and it kind of made her relaxed. Richard was snapped out of his lustful illusion by her words. What did he just hear her say? Did something happen last night?  …. After the tragedy that befell Annabelle because of the Presley family, she returned for revenge. For her revenge to be successful, she must make her cold hearted ex husband marry her and also make him fall in love with her. Will she succeed with her plan?

Elias Rivers has always blended into the background—quiet, obedient, and hidden behind a smile that never quite reaches his eyes. But when "Blue," the mysterious and unapologetically bold new boy, transfers to school, Elias’s carefully constructed world begins to unravel. As their lives tangle and secrets start to surface, Elias must confront the truths he's spent years avoiding. What does it mean to love someone you're not supposed to? And what happens when being yourself might cost you everything? Becoming Blue is a tender, heartbreaking, and ultimately hopeful journey of love, identity, and finding the courage to be seen.

On the way to a dance competition, a massive truck rammed into me. My legs were shattered, and my mother was sent flying from the impact after she tried to protect me. My stepbrother, who was also my secret boyfriend of six years, went crazy after hearing the news. He had the driver dragged off to a lawless borderland and called in the best doctors in the country to save me and my mother. Not many people knew, but I was born with a rare sensitivity to pain. The more it hurt, the clearer my mind became. That was how I ended up lying wide awake on the bed, listening to Luke Quinton and his friend, Harvey Lane, talking just outside my hospital room. "Luke, are you sure about this? You really want to let Queenie practice on Natalie's mother's heart?" "She deserves it. That vile woman seduced my father and drove my mother to her death. If not for revenge, do you think I'd stomach being with her daughter for six years? "She should be honored that Queenie is dissecting her heart. Keep it from Natalie for now. If she loses it, she might ruin my wedding with Queenie. What would I do if that happened? The only woman I'll ever have as my wife is Queenie. No one will ever take her place." So, that was the truth. What I thought was a love strong enough to defy the world had been a lie from the very beginning—just a carefully crafted act of revenge.

Three years after Vivian and I married into the Domingo family, our husbands' childhood crush Niama Guido came back to the town. Vivian and I had a whole escape plan. But the night before we bailed, Vivian threw herself off a high-rise. I called her husband, Pedro Domingo. He laughed, his tone nasty and cold. "Reena, my brother asked, since she jumped today, are you going to drown yourself tomorrow?"

Ashley was bound by tradition after the despicable Prince; Prince Regan, rejected her. By tradition, she can't be claimed again, not even by her real mate who was manipulated to reject her. In the bid to prove herself, Ashley got entangled with rebels and politics. She joined the Striker Sect; a Sect that would stop at nothing until they usurped King Muna, the tyrant king, and Prince Regan's uncle. Ashley rose to fame and became the leader of the sect, setting her directly against the Prince who humiliated and destroyed her; Prince Regan. Prince Regan realized that he needed Ashley to reach his goals. Will Ashley agree to help him or work against him?

She belongs to me... Just a glimpse and I knew she was MINE. She isn't like any other dominion girl I've met, I had not anticipated this need for her. I should have stayed away... Yet, I can't leave without her. There's a twisted, yearning, full of fear and anger inside me. For her... No one can stop me, from breaking her From making her mine... She belongs to me...