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Leon Vincent, the shark of Warren Street, is the one who raised me. Twelve years ago, a fire tore through the orphanage and took everything from me. He was the one who pulled me out of the flames and gave me a second chance at life. To repay him, we make a weird deal—a 99-debt contract. I have to either obey him or be abandoned 99 times. After that, the debt will be cleared. Every time he goes on a date with some high-society socialite, he'll toss another insanely expensive piece of jewelry into my safe. In just two short years after turning 18, I've accumulated 96 diamonds in my safe, each one marking the 96 times he's cast me aside. One day, his fiancee, Elena Harrington, sends me a provocative email. "Dearest Isabelle, Leon and I are finalizing the wedding invitations. Do you think velvet with gold foil or matte leather would be more elegant? The ceremony's early next month. Can't wait to see you there! Love, Elena." Right after that, Leon calls, asking me to pack his bags for the summit in Parienne tomorrow. I simply send the wedding gift I've prepared in advance—a seven-figure emerald necklace—straight to his darling Elena without any words. That night, Leon returns to the apartment and finds out what I've done. He praises me for being considerate. Late into the night, he pulls me into his arms with rare tenderness. Nothing is left between us; no clothes, no holding back. He whispers that he wants to give me a special kind of reward, one that only I can carry. Somehow, Elena discovers my pregnancy. She stands on the balcony of Vincent Estate, screaming like her life depends on it. "Leon, I'm begging you! Don't let her have that baby! If you do, I'll jump!" The cold and proud Leon begs me, for the first time, to get rid of the baby. Everyone at the party awaits my breakdown, but I just smile softly and nod. "Alright. I will." He whispers in my ear, "Our marriage is just a business arrangement. I don't even like her. Once we're divorced, I'll give you another baby." What he fails to realize is that it was never in my plans to keep this one. There are only three more times left before I pay off this life debt from when he pulled me out of that fire all those years ago. After the 99th time, I board a ship bound for Azara to join a medical research mission. From that moment on, my life will be mine alone to live for.

My husband, Steven Garrett, was always "busy" overseas. So I thought I'd surprise him with a visit. Instead, I found him shacked up with my best friend, Peggy Shane. That day, my heart snapped—I filed for divorce and let my family set me up with someone new. Two years later, I bumped into Steven outside the hospital. He ripped the prenatal report from my hands. "How dare you cheat on me! You think you can play me?"

Quila jatuh cinta pada Chivas, tapi lelaki itu mengabaikan perasaannya. Suatu hari gadis itu menemukan sebuah cara untuk mendapatkan sang lelaki pujaan. Apa pun caranya pasti ia lakukan. Satu pertanyaan di benak Quila saat bisa lebih dekat dengan Chivas, siapa sebenarnya perempuan yang bertahta di hatinya selama ini? Apakah Quila merasa terusik dengan sosok perempuan itu? Apakah benar Chivas menyukai perempuan lain di saat detik-detik menjelang pernikahan mereka? Salahkah jika Quila meragu? Padahal Chivas sebentar lagi akan menjadi miliknya. Ikuti kisahnya...

I wish that night had never happened, the night I died and was resurrected by a vampire, life to me never made sense and I always wondered what happens after death. I didn't think my question was answered so soon, but now I ask you: What is the price of death? I found out the hard way that the price of death is life, my life that now belongs to him!

Three years after I died, Stella, my wife, decided to divorce me and marry her dying ex. She stormed into my old house like she owned the place, forcing me to sign the divorce agreement. Mom told her the truth—I was already gone. Stella rolled her eyes. "Why's he still pretending? Harvey's dying. I just wanna be there for him. What's so wrong about that? If he won't come out, I'm done paying your medical bills." She thought threatening Mom would shake something loose. But what Stella didn't get? Mom had already stopped treatment. She was just hanging on to watch her crack.

Jen Salas has always kept her head down, working hard to support her struggling family in the bustling town of Cebu. When she meets Jacques Almerino, a young billionaire who catches her eye, she's swept off her feet. Jacques is drawn to Jen's down-to-earth charm, but as he returns to Cebu for a vacation, he knows he can't let himself fall in love - he's too busy managing his family's vast business empire. Despite their differences, Jen and Jacques can't stay away from each other, and their romance seems perfect. But when Jacques' esoteric secret is revealed, it threatens to tear them apart. As Jen and Jacques struggle to find a way to be together, they must confront their deepest fears and desires. Will their love be lost forever, or can they find a way to overcome the obstacles that stand in their way? Disclaimer: This story is written in Taglish

Si PAYNE ay isang fourth year high school student na may autism spectrum disorder kasabay ng kaniyang pagkakaroon ng multiple personality disorder. Mula pagkabata ay sa regular school siya pumapasok, napagtagumpayan niya lahat ng panlalait sa kaniya at pabago-bagong pangyayari sa kaniyang paligid dahil sa kaniyang bestfriend na si MAYA. Makikilala ni Payne si NEAL, isang transferee student sa kanilang paaralan, at isang gangster heart-breaker na binata. Paghihiwalayin ni Maya si Neal at si Payne dahil sa isang matinding kadahilanan nito. Ang lahat ng tao, maging ang ina ni Payne ay tutol sa relasyon niya kay Neal habang si Neal ay pursigido na mahalin at protektahan si Payne. Makakaya ba ni Payne at Neal ang pangungutya sa kanila ng mga tao? Ipaglalaban ba nila ang kanilang pagmamahalan kahit alam nilang abnormal ang tingin sa kanila ng lipunan? O mas pipiliin nilang maghiwalay para sa ikapapayapa ng pamilya nila?

On Valentine’s Day, someone stabbed my mother-in-law twenty times until she died. So, I took the murderer to court. My wife was a renowned lawyer, but she decided to defend him. I confronted her in anger, but she casually replied, “Derek’s younger brother is still a college student. Can’t you be a little more forgiving? “I’ll bring Derek and his younger brother along to visit your mother’s grave. Drop the charges. Don’t let this go to trial and embarrass me when you lose the case.” Looking at the mangled corpse full of stabbing wounds, I could not help but let out a bark of laughter. It looked like she was still unaware that the corpse was actually her own mother.

I was the prime suspect in the notorious murder of my parents-in-law in Cardinal City. The one who arrested me was my wife—Linda Reese, the police chief. While the verdict was still pending, the killer struck again. The new victim was murdered with the same savage cruelty. Linda knelt before me, begging me to tell her the truth. I told her I didn’t know. The victims’ families screamed, demanding that I be carved into pieces. Three months later, Linda found me beside a garbage bin, bringing with her a memory-decoding device. Her hands trembled as she pressed two thin needles into my temples. “I’m sorry, Finn. I know you’re not the killer. I just want this slaughter to end. I don’t want anyone else to die. Let everyone see your memories—let them see what really happened back then.” But when she finished watching my memories, she collapsed to the ground, utterly broken, and fell to her knees.

My boyfriend's "best female friend" was angry again. Why? Because for our five-year anniversary, he got a gift just for me—and forgot about hers. Simone Baker threw a complete fit, sobbing and making a huge scene. Scott Tanner immediately blocked me and removed me on Instagram, then changed our matching couple profile pictures. "Girls can be so dramatic," he said. "Once I've calmed her down, we'll switch them back." I reminded him, "That makes a hundred times now." He just smiled and gave me a quick kiss. "I know. I'll make it fast this time." That night, Simone posted a status update: [Your effort was acceptable. You get three days of freedom.] Almost immediately, Scott unblocked me. [Okay, babe. We can put our couple pictures back now.] But then a male account—using my half of the matching photo—sent him a friend request, followed by a single question mark. [Since when are couple photos a group project?]