You're Getting To Be A Habit With Me

An independent woman filled with dreams sees her life transformed when she enters into a contractual marriage void of love and filled with concerns about money and status. In a dramatic twist, she discovers her husband's betrayal, realizing that her marriage will never have love, and Asha decides to use a clause in the contract to regain her independence and dignity. An explosive confrontation scene unfolds, revealing the true face of the man she loves, leading the protagonist to make a radical decision: to seek a divorce. However, Allan doesn't intend to let Asha go so easily, not when she took everything from him, but he didn't expect that she had something that could bring him back to life.

เกี่ยวดิวะเกี่ยวเยอะเลยด้วย ก็ในเมื่อเวลาของฉันมันมีให้แค่เธอคนเดียวไงเอสเทล

Calla Sherman sleeps with a random guy from a bar after her boyfriend cheats on her. The following morning, she wakes up and realizes he's a drop-dead gorgeous man who looks good enough to make any woman swoon.She's so flustered that she mocks him for having terrible skills. She even leaves behind 150 dollars as a fee for his services before fleeing. The next day, Calla finds that her new boss, Mercer Garland, looks oddly familiar. Oh, God. She wants nothing more than to die when she realizes she's mistaken Mercer for a gigolo. He's the exact person who can ruin her career! What's worse, she's already pissed him off royally. One fine day, Calla backs away as Mercer stalks toward her. "Didn't you say you weren't interested in women like me who don't have curves anywhere?" He looks her over and smirks. "You're different from them. I know what you're like on the inside." Flustered, she tries to talk sense into him. "I'm sure a busty woman would be more up your alley. I'm not your type at all!" Mercer sighs softly. "I'm devastated that you've kicked me to the curb after using me, Calla. I'm not even in the mood to sign all those documents on my desk anymore."

I stumbled upon my neighbor Henry and his girlfriend in the middle of something awkward. My face immediately flushed bright red, now that I had just turned eighteen. With my parents away on a business trip, they had asked Henry to keep an eye on me. But in the dead of night, I discovered him involved in something... something too awkward to mention.

Sous l'Habit, la Fièvre Sœur Clara a toujours vécu dans l'ombre des murs du couvent Saint-Raphaël. Dévouée à sa foi, elle a fait vœu de chasteté, mais une soif d'absolu brûle en elle, un désir qu’elle n’a jamais osé nommer. Lorsqu’elle est envoyée en mission pour assister les malades d’un hospice isolé, elle ignore qu’elle vient de poser le pied à Poudain-Bassé, un lieu dont les murmures parlent d'interdits et de damnation. C'est là qu'elle rencontre Raphaël, un homme dont l’aura est une promesse de péché. Il est tout ce qu’elle a fui : la chair, l’arrogance, la tentation incarnée. Lui, amusé par cette nonne trop fière, s’amuse à la provoquer. Mais sous la soutane, il perçoit autre chose. Une femme en lutte, un brasier caché sous le marbre de la dévotion. Les jours passent, et ce qui n’était qu’un affrontement de principes devient un jeu dangereux. Chaque regard échangé, chaque frôlement accidentel les consume un peu plus. Clara tente de résister, priant avec plus de ferveur, mais la voix de Raphaël résonne dans son esprit plus fort que celle de Dieu. Et quand enfin il ose briser la dernière barrière, lorsqu’il murmure à son oreille que le ciel n’a jamais brûlé aussi fort qu’entre ses bras, elle vacille. Céder, c’est trahir sa foi. Résister, c’est trahir son propre cœur. Mais dans ce lieu oublié du monde, où les âmes perdues se cherchent, où le bien et le mal s’entrelacent, une seule vérité demeure : il n’y a pas de salut sans passion, et pas d’amour sans damnation.

Her deep big dark brown eyes were still the same, but only deeper in the glow of the evening sunglight. When they met mine, it was like they saw right through me, knew my darkest deepest thoughts, my vulnerability, my fears and my desires. It felt like she knew what I don't.... And it really freaked me out.She was fair skinned, had this beauty mark beside her left eye, and it was cute, plus her small straight nose. Her pale brown thin lips were always like they were in a pout.She wasn't my type, that was for sure. So why was I completely irresistibly fascinated by her like I was spell bind?"How old are you? My voice came out a little too rough for my own liking, because all I could think of was nibbling on those pale brown thin lips of hers, run my tongue over them, and lastly, kiss them."Seventeen." She replied after releasing a deep breath which I suspected she'd held captive earlier on. Her tiny hands pulled the hoodie away from her hair and I came face to face with her cornrows.This girl!Fuuuuuuck! She was beautiful, she was possibly the most beautiful thing I had come across today. I don't know, maybe she looked that beautiful to me because she brought me to this enchanted place."I bet you know me as Octavia cause I know you as Eliakim." She raised her eyes up to mine again. "It's a strange name, never heard of it, but it's nice." I was starting to like it when she stared at me, even longed for her eyes to meet mine."So is yours."***This story is about a bipolar guy, and an insecure girl.

It’s been five years since Maya left everything, leaving her family, and her friends, to go and built her future. And now, after five years, she’s forced to come back and face everything she left behind, and she’s not alone, she has a child to think about, no time for man or friends until she found Nate, her childhood love, the one who broke her heart years ago and now? Now she found herself facing her past and her feeling for the father of her child and her great love.

Alizah Iris, a jolly-natured girl, just as her name suggests. She has always been enlivened and filled with bright colors. Her ambitions were as simple, to give her father a good life who was indebted in the weightage of huge loans. But one could not blame his father for it, every money he owed to people was well invested by him in Alizah's education. She was one determined girl but her academics were as poor as her financial status. When every teenager of her age was having a perfect teenage life with dates, parties, and high school, she was busy living a dual life when she enters 'Avalon High School'. She had a part-time job to attend and so tells the reason for her poor academic, she could barely give time to studying after dealing with 2-3 jobs per day. Avalon High wasn't meant for her, it was meant for the elite class students who belonged to rich families. Well, Alizah was given admission under scholarship by her god guardians, Mr. and Mrs. Bradford, who owned a well-known company in London. They were one of the creditors of Alizah's father. They were kind people who believed in charity. Everything goes fine, but could the silence before the storm ever be called peaceful? Like that, not everything that was coming Alizah's way was for her good. He was a hipster and a badass guy. Ronan Morris, the richest heir in Avalon High. He was like a rock who could not be melted no matter what. The stars crossed and so did their paths. He was a psychopath who only knew to play mind games and when he realized Alizah was easy to be targeted, that day Alizah's fate was cursed because no one wants to be the target of Ronan Morris.

Ilana accepted the heartbreak her husband Gray inflicted in her—embracing the pain and relationship failure. She has experienced heartbreak twice—both from men who shared the same last names, Montemayor. The heartbreak didn’t kill her—it kept her alive, and afraid to love again. However, an uninvited visitor came to her door—trying its luck to be embraced like how it should be. Ilana tried so hard to avoid her growing feelings. However, the certain man who was just another presence in her life became everything to her. She forgot how she was before him. She laughed. She joked. She teased. All after he came. If this is another chance for Ilana to love again, she won’t deny it cold-heartedly. But how can she give this love a chance when the root of her love trauma left something in her that she could never get rid of?

Fate. What is fate? According to my research, it is to be destined to happen, turn out, or act in a particular way. Iyon na ang dapat na mangyari e—nangyari na e. May magagawa pa ba? It is what it is kaya tatanggapin na lang? Para bang kahit anong mangyari sa buhay mo, wala ka nang magagawa. Iyon ang nakatadhana, iyon ang dapat na mangyari, iyon ang nakasulat sa libro ng buhay mo kaya wala na. Tanggapin mo na lang. I was born rich. Nakukuha ko ang lahat ng gusto ko—kailangan ko man o hindi. My attitude and personality was already rotten that nobody can tame me except for the man who introduced himself as my fiancee. If my parents were both heartless for me, he isn't. Ako lagi. Ako muna bago ang iba—bago siya. But, the story of my life isn't favor of me. From being proud and arrogant to pathetic life. Good thing that I have him. He is always the shoulder that I always have to lean on. He is like my guardian angel for taking care of me. Siya lang talaga ang may kayang umunawa sa akin. Siya lang talaga ang nag-iisang umiintindi sa akin. That's why I kept on asking him, why — why does he love me so much?