You Got Your First Love, I Have My True Love

“Unang beses pa lang tayong nagkatagpo, mahal na agad kita, Terrence Anderson.” - Gillian Gomez. Matapos niyang makipag hiwalay sa kaniyang kasintahan. Pumunta si Gillian sa bar para kalimutan ang lahat. Pero ng paalis na siya sa bar ay hinaras siya ng grupo ng kalalakihan. Nang biglang sumulpot ang isang maskuladong lalaki para tulungan siya sa mga lalaking humaharas sa kaniya. Nakaramdam kaagad si Gillian ng kakaibang pakiramdam at nasabi niya sa sarili na “I like this man” . Dahil sa kalasingan at pagkahumaling sa estranghero ay ibinigay niya ang kanyang pagkabirhen sa lalaking iyon.Isangg umuusok na gabi na nangyayari. Pinagsaluhan nila ang isang romantikong gabi sa pagitan ni Gillian at ng estranghero. Ano ang mangyayari kay Gillian, kapag napagtanto niyang isang malaking pagkakamali ang ginawa niya? Pagmamahal nga ba ang nararamdaman niya sa lalaking unang beses niya pa lamang nakilala? O isang temptation lamang dahil sa matinding kalasingan?

Nang umalis si Mirabella sa buhay na dati ay mayroon siya, kasabay na din niyang kinalimutan ang isang salita na kailanman ayaw na niyang hanapin o wala sa plano niyang matagpuan. Para sa kanya, sapat na ang kanyang sarili para maging masaya, sapat na kung ano ang kaya niyang ibigay para sa kanyang sarili upang mamuhay siya ng tahimik. Hindi niya hahayaang may magtangkang pumasok pa sa kanyang buhay, dahil lahat--iniiwan lang siya. lahat ay hinuhusgahan lamang siya at hindi exemption doon si Miguel Mijares- isang mayamang single parent na minsan naging parte siya ng kanyang kabataan, at nagbigay sa kanya noon ng positibong imahinasyon na lahat nagtatapos sa masayang kuwento.

I'm no longer a human, my life is over. I've left everyone I love. I've gone rogue from the CIA. My only hope is my handler. She is tough enough to face my monster. If I lose control, she won't hesitate to take me out. But I'm not the only predator out there. Someone's hunting her. She needs my protection. But if I don't get my animal under control, I may be her biggest threat yet.

Lucas Ashton and I have secretly dated for five years. We're preparing to announce our relationship during a business dinner. However, he doesn't mention a word of it during the dinner. Instead, he leans close to me and whispers half-jokingly, "I'm sick of sleeping with you and want to call it quits. Shall we not disclose our relationship?" I smile and nod. Then, I point at Emily Lane, his first love. "This is Lucas' girlfriend." In my past life, I pleaded with him not to leave me. All that got me was torment and death.

‘State you name.’ Luke said. His voice of authority. ‘Vera Rayne.’ He seemed to look like he was in thought. The interview went on. Vera feeling on edge and uncomfortable. Luke, he was just sexually frustrated. ‘Are you married.’ He suddenly demanded. Luke couldn’t help it. Vera was confused as to why he would ask. ‘No,’ she answered, frowning. ‘Boyfriend then.’ Vera frowned deeper. Luke thought it made her look just as beautiful. Vera didn’t know why he would want to know. What it had to do with him. Luke grew irritated by Vera’s silence. His mind going insane thinking that silence meant that she did indeed have a boyfriend. Then he began to imagine, if she did have a boyfriend, what would he look like. What was her type. And so on. ‘No.’ She had finally answered. Luke thought she wasn’t going to. ‘OK,’ he said feeling relieved. Though he would never show it.

Isaac Chance and Madeline Snow were once the model couple of Shorestone City and the target of everyone's envy. After getting engaged, everyone thought they would soon walk down the aisle together. However, there is no news of a wedding for six years. In the end, all Madeline gets is the news of Isaac returning to the country with another woman by his side. He doesn't hesitate to hurt her countless times for the woman's sake. When her grandmother is on the brink of death after an illness, Madeline has no choice but to get into a shotgun marriage. After leaving city hall with her marriage certificate, she ponders the situation. It turns out getting married is simple… as long as her husband isn't Isaac.

เมื่อการพบกันโดยบังเอิญ กลายเป็นจุดเริ่มต้นของโชคชะตาที่ไม่อาจหลีกหนี เธอคือคนที่ช่วยชีวิตเขาเอาไว้ และเขา…คือคนที่เธอเผลอตกหลุมรัก ในสถานการณ์ที่ไม่ควรรัก ความบังเอิญค่อย ๆ แปรเปลี่ยนเป็นความปรารถนา จากความรู้สึก…สู่ความต้องการครอบครอง เดร็กหมกมุ่นกับอัยย์ร่านานนับปี และเมื่อเขาต้องการ คำตอบก็มีเพียงหนึ่งเดียว 'เขาต้องได้เธอมา ไม่ว่าวิธีนั้นจะต้องแลกด้วยอะไร' เพราะเมื่อได้เธอมาครอบครองแล้ว… 'อย่าหวังว่าเขาจะยอมปล่อยไป' เมื่อเหตุการณ์บีบบังคับให้ต้องเลือก ระหว่างอยู่กับเขา หรือปล่อยให้พี่สาวของเธอต้องตาย ทางเลือกเดียวที่เหลืออยู่…คือ 'เขา' แม้หัวใจจะปฏิเสธ ไม่อยากรัก แต่ทุกสิ่งที่เขาทำ กลับค่อย ๆ บังคับให้หัวใจยอมจำนน จนคำตอบสุดท้ายในใจเธอมีเพียงหนึ่งเดียว 'เขา…รักแรก และรักเดียว' …แต่เมื่อเด็กสาวผู้อ่อนต่อโลก ต้องเผชิญหน้ากับโลกที่โหดร้ายและบังคับให้เธอเข้มแข็ง ความอ่อนโยนที่เคยมี จำเป็นต้องถูกทิ้งไว้ข้างหลัง เพื่อแลกกับการก้าวเดินต่อไป…และเติบโตด้วยหัวใจที่ไม่เหมือนเดิม

Introduction: Modern + sadomasochism + love + domineering president In this modern city, two hearts begin to intertwine, but they are destined to experience joys and sorrows. Isabella loved him deeply, but was framed and imprisoned by him and her sister, and suffered all kinds of hardships. However, fate still took pity on Isabella after all. "Fortunately I no longer love you" is a sadomaso chistic novel that reveals the bitterness and warmth of modern love through Isabella's growth and experiences. In the bustling city, they traveled through dreamy time and faced the cruelty of parting, but they also discovered the sincere beauty in life. This is a melody of love and pain, leaving the afterglow of parting and blooming in the depths of the soul forever.

This will also be posted on Royal Road.A rundown hotel in the middle of Brazil, minimal staff, dim lighting, near no one, and nowhere. What brought these two here? A tall man clad in purple and a small clean-cut fellow with an unsettling grin. What could've led them there?

Three days after I died, my fiancé got a call to ID the body. He just scoffed. "She's dead, so what? Call me when she's in the ground." The cops, out of options, hit up my backup contact—my childhood friend. He actually laughed. "She's really gone? Not my problem. Burn her or whatever." Then my body hit the internet— And suddenly, both of them looked like ghosts.