Jisoo As If It's Your Last

Everyone in Oceanton knew that mob boss Jared Pierce was deeply in love with me. No one feared my disappearance more than he did. Even if bullets were raining down on him, he'd still find a way to contact me, just to make sure I felt safe. But on the night before our wedding, he didn't come home. When he finally returned, he dropped to his knees, a bruised and weakened woman cradled in his arms. "Rosalia! Melody took the drug just to save me! I can't just watch her die! So I had no choice but to sleep with her." Terrified that I wouldn't forgive him, Jared drew six wounds into his arm. Blood soaked through his shirt in an instant. As soon as the wedding banquet ended, I heard his men chuckling and teasing. "The boss didn't even take off his wedding outfit before rushing to see Melody. Just how seductive is his lover?" Jared’s low, sultry voice followed. "Last time I stayed with her, I didn’t come back for three days and nights. Take a guess." In shock and despair, I called out the system. "I want to leave this world!" The system's cold voice replied, "After your exit, this world will erase all traces of your existence. Counting down… Seven days."

I should have been walking down the aisle. Instead, I was running through the woods in my wedding dress. The white fabric caught on every branch, tearing apart like my life. My name is Camela Siegel. My father is the Mayor, and he sold me to save himself. Vincent Castellano was supposed to be my husband. They call him the Mad Prince, but I learned he’s so much worse than that. His hands trembled when he touched me—sometimes gentle, like I might break, and sometimes rough, like he wanted to overpower me. “You’re mine now,” he’d whisper in the dark corners of that house. “No one else gets to touch you. No one else gets to hurt you but me.” I tried the door handle every day for three months. It only turned from the outside. When help finally came, I thought it was over. I thought I could go home and pretend none of it ever happened. I was wrong. Vincent found my journal—the one where I wrote about him, about what he did to me, and about who he truly is. Now he’s not just keeping me locked up. He’s hunting me. They call him “The Fox” for a reason. He’s patient and waits. When he catches what he’s after, he never lets it go. I can feel him watching me even now—through my bedroom window, from across the street, in the shadows where I can’t see him but I know he’s there. My father thinks making that deal saved his life. He doesn’t realize it destroyed mine. Vincent said he’d keep me until the last day of my life. I’m starting to think that day is coming soon.

Upon unfolding the truth in the past, the sentiments unraveled. Magi and Dylan were each other’s first love, proving that ‘first love never dies. They were about to start their fairytale-like love story, not until a controversial revelation happened… that Dylan was the ex-boyfriend of her sister, Macy. Her sister’s ex-boyfriend that she is still in love with and obsessed with. Will it matter to Magi the love she has for Dylan? Or rather will she choose to let him go for her sister’s sake? Could she be able to prioritize herself or instead, she chooses to give up the love she has for Dylan in the fear that the relationship she has with Macy could possibly be broken?

I used an anonymous account to send a video chat invitation to my crush, a senior who had always been aloof and reserved, but he agreed. Throughout the video chat, I had on a black mask, and I modified my voice to conceal my identity. At my command, he took off his clothes one by one, revealing his solid abs. While I was admiring his toned body, he smiled devilishly and said, "It's your turn now..."

Having a bad mental health is really suck. Bianca is suffering depression for almost half of the year, she's an architect but she stopped because of her bad mental health. Sa loob nng kalahating taon ay pinipilit niya ang sarili niyang mabuhay para sa mga taong nakapaligid sa kaniya. One nightmuli niyang sinubukan na tapusin ang buhay niya, sinubukan niyang tumalon sa isang mataas na lugar habang duguan ang kaniyang pulsuhan at sa amba niyang pag talong ay agd siyang nahinto nang may kamay na humawak sa kabila niyang kamay. "I always see you in this place and I always notice that your eyes are always swollen"Ani ng binata at inalalayan si Bianca na bumaba. "This is you before right? Why don't you try to be like this again?"Ani niya. Ipinakita ng binata ng masayang mukha ng dalaga noong nakaraang taon lang. "Slowly Close Your Eyes, and hold my hand"

My husband is a rock climbing route setter. It's our wedding anniversary today, but he brings his female best friend with him on an adventure to discover uncharted territory. It comes about because his female best friend says life is so boring. We're trapped in the mountains when we encounter extreme weather, and the rescue helicopter can only take two people with them. They climb up the ladder deftly, leaving me to slowly grow colder in the rain. I shout his name with all my strength. "I have a heart condition! I'll die if I don't get to the hospital soon!" He throws a rope down at me without even sparing me a glance. "Luna has menstrual cramps—she never says she's in pain. You, on the other hand, are only good at acting. Think of a way to get down yourself." What he doesn't know is that his "good friend" has already sliced the rope he threw to me.

Hindi inasahan ng rakistang si Zein na uso pa pala ang pagiging "rebound girl" nang sabihin iyon ng panderong ex-boyfriend ng Ate Zelda niya na si Amos. Umeksena lang ang "bitter" na lalaki sa kasal ng kapatid niya, inaya na siya sa isang relasyong wala namang pag-ibig. Nasira ang plano niyang magkaroon ng magandang karanasan sa isang relasyon. Hindi niya alam kung anong masamang hangin ang umihip at pumayag siyang maging panakip-butas lamang. In short, band-aid lang siya para sa mga sugat na iniwan ng kapatid niya sa puso ng binata. Akala ni Zein ay naging maingat siya pero nahulog ang damdamin niya at umasang kaya siyang saluhin ni Amos subalit bumalik sa eksena ang Ate Zelda niyang una nitong minahal. Hindi na siya naghintay na saluhin ng binata. Umahon na agad siya kahit may naiwang marka ang lalaking tanging nagpalakas ng tibok ng puso niya. Ngunit saan siya dadalhin ng pagtakas niya sa isang pag-ibig na hindi sigurado? Paano niya pa ito makalilimutan kung may buhay na sa kaniyang sinapupunan?

Playing with fire! Addison Bryant has been Andrey Romanoff’s perfect Executive Assistant for five years, accommodating him to the extent of hiding her real personality behind a façade of calm efficiency. Her job from hell will soon be over. Ready to claim her life back and walk away from Lucifer itself, currently disguised as her boss, Addison plucks up the courage to say “Damn you! I quit!” Nothing has ever taken Andrey Romanoff by surprise… up until now. And the word ‘NO’ just isn’t part of his vocabulary. So, a resignation from his extraordinary Executive Assistant is absolutely unacceptable. Her place is with him, by his side… end of discussion! Addison heard all about his legendary charm, but now that it’s turned on her, she understands exactly why it’s so hard to say no to a man like Andrey Romanoff.

I went through 100 hormone shots for him—just to finally get pregnant. Five years begging those shots to work—all for Rafe Morello. The Don with ice in his veins... but also the guy who used to wipe sweat off my forehead in the middle of the night. Everyone thought we were goals. Then I handed over my lab results, and the nurse paused, blinking up at me. "Sorry, what's your relationship to Rafe Morello? There's already a pregnancy under his wife's name." I froze. Carmela Vitale. His dead brother's wife. Spouse listed: Rafe Morello. Breathing? Suddenly optional. No tears. No drama. I just slid off my ring and tucked it into my bag. Then I called the number buried at the bottom of my drawer. My voice? Freakishly calm. "Yeah. Three days. Pick me up." It wasn't about revenge. I left because I finally got it—some people, you gotta cut loose if you ever wanna stop bleeding. Three days later, he walked into a silent bedroom. On the nightstand: my wedding ring, the signed divorce papers, and a copy of the ultrasound. He sat on the floor and just... kept rubbing that ring. Regret doesn't knock. It floods. And that night, it drowned every lie he thought he could get away with. That was when he finally figured it out—love could wreck a person worse than hate ever could.

I'm accidentally pushed off a cliff when my fiancé and I are enjoying the sunset. I end up with grave injuries. As I drift in and out of consciousness, I hear Eric Bartholomew speaking to a doctor. "Gamma Derrina's injuries aren't that severe, Alpha. She can be treated even without her womb being removed!" "Shut up! Do it because I say it needs to be done. Don't forget that I'm the Alpha here—all you need to do is obey me! Only if Derrina loses her womb can my and Phyllis' pup to become the wolf pack's heir. "Use copious amounts of sedatives on her. I don't want her to wake up on the wedding day. She'll be sad if she sees that the bride isn't her." I open my eyes and look at Eric standing outside the room. He's like a monster with hands that can end lives. I'll make his wish come true since he wants to marry that weak Omega. I make a call. "I agree with the thing you asked me about before." The person on the other end of the line laughs. "The Moon Goddess loves the wise."