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I knew that my father did not like me since I was young. When I wanted to commit suicide to end the pain caused by my illness, he was celebrating another child’s birthday. He hated my mother and me alongside her. So, when I told him that I was sick, he did not believe me. “Is this your new tactic to get money from me?” No one believed that the daughter of the Powell family could die because she was too poor to pay the hospital fees. My father did not believe it either. However, when he saw my dead body, the famous actor who hated his daughter actually went insane.

Suzan was a beautiful and loving lady with a lovely life ahead, peaceful, until the one she trusts betrayed and took away what she loved. Almost at the brink of suicide, she survived and came back as Andrea Williams. Now, years after, Andrea Williams is all out for revenge. Living the life of a billionaire heiress, while making revenge plans: Will the revenge really bring her joy, or will it consume the last fragments of the woman she used to be?

"ฟ้า..." "ตบฉันที" "ห๊ะ?" "ฉันฝันหรือเปล่านะยุ นายมาอยู่ตรงนี้กับฉันจริงๆเหรอ..." "ให้ตบใช่มั้ย" ฉันพยักหน้า วายุเลื่อนมืออีกข้างที่โอบฉันขึ้นมารั้งต้นคอฉันไว้ส่วนอีกข้างที่จับข้อมือฉันอยู่เขาก็ปล่อยให้มันเป็นอิสระ ก่อนจะเลื่อนมันขึ้นมาประคอบใบหน้าฉันให้เงยหน้าขึ้น "อะ อื้อ" เขากดจูบลงมาบนปากฉัน บดขยี้ค่อนข้างแรงจนฉันส่งเสียงออกมาเพราะรู้สึกว่าปากแตก "ตบด้วยปาก" พอถอนจูบออกวายุก็พูดขึ้น ฉันยังคงมองหน้าเขา ฉันเจ็บที่ปากแตก ฉันเจ็บและรับรู้ถึงรสสัมผัสริมฝีปากของเขา เรื่องจริง ฉันไม่ได้ฝันไปจริงๆ... ฉันโผเข้ากอดวายุ ใบหน้าฉันแนบกับแผ่นอกเปลือยเปล่าของเขา หูของฉันได้ยินเสียงหัวใจของเขา "ฟ้า..."

I breathe heavily as he pins me to the wall, his hands wrapped tight around my throat I could barely breathe. ‘You hear me, Sera? I found you first. I noticed you first! I fell for you first. No one else, I mean, no one should put their hands on you, because if they do, I swear to God, Sera, I'll fucking break their arms and legs and serve it to you to eat!’ He growls. Seraphina Puckett is the perfect definition of trauma. A walking trauma. She tries to navigate her life, trying to bring in sunshine but as the world is determined to make it rain on her, what does she do? Does she get beaten in the rain or walk through it? When her abusive father gets out of prison and is out to get her, how does she face her fear?

What would you do if Mr Dark and Frosty crashed right into your life and made you question everything you thought you knew? Jackson Hayes has always played it safe. Straight-A student, part-time bookstore job, perfect son with his entire life planned in detail. He dates girls because he's supposed to, never understanding why he felt no form of attraction towards them. Then he witnesses a hit-and-run on Christmas Eve. The stranger he pulls from the road shouldn't be alive. The gash on his head heals in hours. His body is ice cold. He's gorgeous, intense and has zero memory of who is and why he was left bleeding in the snow. But the moment their hands touch, Jackson feels something he's never felt before—a heat that terrifies and thrills him at the same time.

“You saved my life. Name your price.” “Take responsibility for me.” Asaraiah Montova is the invisible daughter of a brutal mafia bloodline. Born from her father's affair, she survives abuse, cruelty, and betrayal in silence. Her only sanctuary? A shed hidden deep in their estate, until she finds a bloodied stranger inside. Malrik Kaine is the name whispered in fear. A vampire and the ruthless mafia boss of the Kaine Syndicate. Cursed. Untouchable. Dangerous. When she saves his life, he owes her a favor. She demands the unthinkable: marriage. What starts as a desperate bargain spirals into an obsession between a girl with nothing to lose and a man who has lost everything. What if the shed wasn’t the first time they met? What happens when she finds out she has died by his hands more than once? And when her past collides with his curse, neither blood nor death will be enough to stop them. Dare to follow her into the darkness. Because once the blood debt is owed, there is no escape. Step into the shadows of the syndicate. Here, debts aren’t forgiven—they’re collected... in blood. “In the mafia, blood isn’t thicker than water—it’s the price you pay for power.”

Sienna Hayes only wanted one thing: to escape the wreckage of her father’s debts and start over at Ridgecrest Academy, the elite school where she’s nothing more than the invisible scholarship girl. But blending in is impossible when her path collides with Luca Russo, the academy’s golden boy with a dangerous edge. Luca has it all—money, power, and the world at his feet—but behind his charming smile lies a storm he can’t control. When Sienna becomes the first person to see through his carefully constructed façade, their connection becomes impossible to ignore. But Sienna has secrets of her own—secrets tied to Luca’s powerful family and the debt that could destroy them both. As their worlds spiral closer, passion ignites, boundaries blur, and the line between love and disaster disappears. Will they survive the fallout, or will their forbidden love become the ultimate betrayal?

Eri Sunville, an intelligent and hardworking female who needs to earn enough for her sister's surgery. She needs any job she can get at any moment and so when she gets the job as a secretary to famous and arrogant multi billionaire, Don Jones, she finds herself having to keep up with his behavior to earn for the surgery. Don Jones, an arrogant yet strikingly handsome CEO who cares about nothing else but the success of his company and will be getting married to his fiancee who has been kept anonymous to stir up the media. --- "Why are you late?" A deep and cold voice called. I had not even noticed the man sitting on the chair in front of the table that lay close to the wall. I stared at him and my goodness, was this how handsome Don Jones was. Nobody told me he was this hot. He had well defined jawlines, a prominent nose and high cheekbones that made me wonder how on earth a man could been so damn gorgeous. He had smooth and straight black hair that fell on his forehead. I only realized I had been staring at his full and perfectly shaped black eyebrows when they furrowed to form a frown. I stared at his eyes and he held my gaze with those devilish dark blue eyes.

Sizzling hot in red pair of swimsuit, Raya walks confidently in the runway. She smiles genuinely and owns the stage like a queen. Napakuyom na lamang ng kamao ni Damielle Villacorda. Paanong ang namayapa niyang asawa ay nasa national Television ngayon at rumarampa bilang contestant sa beauty pageant? Soon, his question was answered. Ang nasa likod ng lahat ng iyon ay walang iba kundi si Rio Costor, ang pinuno ng kalaban nilang Mafia. But no one can stop Damielle, not even danger. Hindi siya papayag na hindi niya makuhang muli ang babae. By hook or by crook ay aangkinin niyang muli ang kanyang misis. Ngunit ang tanong, paano niya sisimulang makalapit sa kanyang asawa kung wala itong maalala sa nakaraan at ang kinikilala nitong pamilya ngayon ay ang pinuno ng kalaban nilang Mafia? Ano ang kayang isugal ni Damielle sa ngalan ng pag-ibig? Handa ba siyang palitan ang kanyang katauhan, maangkin lamang muli ang kanyang mahal? At mapapanindigan niya kaya ang kanyang desisyon kung ang kapalit ay ang unti-unting pagguho ng organisasyong pinaghirapan niyang itatag?

I stopped fighting. The moment I came back, I stepped out of the family spotlight on purpose— no arguments, no expectations, no awkward “let’s bond” moments. And somehow… that’s when my parents lost their minds. They made my little sister the heir? I congratulated them and filed my transfer to the Vegas branch the same afternoon. They threw her a massive coming-of-age gala? I smiled, booked a flight, and left before the invitations were printed. They bought her a limited-edition luxury car? I claimed my “old wrist injury” made driving impossible and insisted she take it. I thought they’d be relieved. I thought they’d finally get their perfect family without me messing up the picture. But instead—my cold, distant parents started calling nonstop. Showing up at my door. Pleading with me to come home. Asking what they did wrong. Why now? Why only when I stopped trying? Because in my last life, I spent decades clawing for their love— only to die bitter, resented, and humiliated. Even my grown son told me I was embarrassing. This time, I came back different. I refused to fight for a place in their world again. I refused to compete with my sister. I refused to beg. But the moment I stepped away… the entire family empire began to crack. And now they’re terrified. Not because I left— but because they finally realized what they lost.