morgan and garcia

Kopi dan Susu. Saat sendiri, mereka memiliki ciri khas mereka masing-masing. Kopi, cenderung pahit sedikit getir dan susu cenderung manis. Saat mereka berkolaborasi, rasa baru terbentuk dari percampuran kedua ciri khas mereka. Reyhan Malik Narendra, seorang direktur muda, yang mewarisi perusahaan Ayahnya, bersifat kaku, tidak banyak bicara, terlebih terhadap perempuan. Sabrina Eka Maharani, seorang jobseeker yang sudah dua tahun berjuang mencari pekerjaan demi menutup mulut tetangga yang menggunjing 'percuma kuliah tinggi-tinggi kalau nggak kerja' Takdir Tuhan menuntun Sabrina masuk ke perusahaan Reyhan, mantan kekasihnya saat di bangku SMA yang paling menyebalkan! Bagai kopi susu, kolaborasi mereka diperlukan saat perusahaan yang dipimpin oleh Reyhan menghadapi suatu masalah besar yang mengancam hidup mati-nya perusahaan Bagaimana cara mereka menekan ego masing-masing dan bekerja sama untuk menyelamatkan perusahaan ?

When her family decides to have her betrothed to their kingdom's worst enemy to stop the war, Ariel decides to take matters into her own hands to keep seeing her lover including asking her cousin Roseline to act like her but what she never expected was for Roseline to take it very far, to fall in love with the man she was supposed to marry and then do the worst things to make sure Xavier was hers and hers alone even if it meant killing Ariel and Xavier's sister Juliet. Meanwhile Ariel never expected to find love in the one man she hated from the first day they met or to have his baby...

Balas dendam menjadi tujuan hidup Andy setelah sang kakak mati dengan kondisi yang mengenaskan. Ia ingin membunuh Adimas dengan cara yang sama dan kondisi mengenaskan yang sama. Akan tetapi, pertahanan Adimas dan kelompoknya membuatnya harus mengatur siasat. Namun, saat pertemuan pertama Andy dengan anak tunggal Adimas, sayup mata Andini begitu meneduhkan Andy. Andini nyatanya memiliki sifat yang berbeda dengan Adimas. Cinta datang tanpa diduga. Alih-alih balas dendam, Andi jatuh cinta dengan pemilik mata teduh tersebut. Mampukah Andy membalaskan dendam kematian sang kakak? Atau justru cinta yang melemahkan dirinya?

Once there was a king and a queen with three lovely daughters. The youngest, Psyche, was so beautiful, so fair of face and form that she was revered throughout the land, and the people of her kingdom reached out to touch her as she passed. No suitors dared to cross her doorstep. So highly was she worshiped that Psyche was deeply lonely. Her beauty became legend, far and wide, and it was not long before words reached the ears of Venus. Tales of the young princess enraged the jealous goddess, and she made plans to dispose of her. Venus called upon her own daughter, Cupid to do her bidding. It was meant to be a quick mission except Cupid did not expect to find herself entranced by the same passion she inflicted on others. |Note: This is a lesbian retelling of the Roman Mythology, not Greek|

"I will not promise you a happy life once you agreed to this union." Isang Arranged Marriage ang kinasangkutan nila Lumiere Jane Ramirez at Drake Achyls Hernandez matapos ang kanilang Senior Highschool. Isa itong Promise of Union ng dalawang pamilya at sa kanila ito maisasakatuparan. Habang naghihimutok sa galit sa pagtutol si Drake ay kaiba naman kay Lumiere dahil ito ay matagal ng may gusto kay Drake. Akala niya isang fairytale, kapag naikasal ka sa taong matagal mo ng gusto pero mas lalong naging cold, indifferent at malupit sa kaniya ang lalaki to the point he handed her a divorce. Namatay ang lolo ni Lumiere at sinisi niya ang lahat kay Drake. Nais na niyang iwan ito at hindi na magpakita pero nagkita sila sa isang bar. Nakita ni Drake na nakikipagsayaw sa iba ang kaniyang asawa. Sa unang pagkakataon ay inuwi siya nito sa condo para komprontahin. Dahil sa kalasingan ay nauwi ang lahat sa isang mainit na gabi. Kinabukasan ay nakita ni Lumiere ang divorce agreement at pinirmahan niya ito dahil hindi naman niya kayang pilitin ang lalaking mahalin siya. At ang nangyari kagabi ay dahil lang sa kalasingan. It was just a s*x. Umalis si Lumiere at hindi na muli pang nakipagkita kay Drake. After 5 long years, nagkita silang muli ngunit siya ay nobya na ng kaniyang pinsan na si Orphen. Lalo siyang nagalit ng malaman niyang may anak na ang mga ito. Pinilit niyang bawiin si Lumiere at nagsimula ang bawat dagok sa kanilang buhay. Isa bang sumpa ang Promise of Union o kailangan lang nilang mapatunayan na para talaga sila sa isat-isa.

“Just as pathetic as I remember you to be, sweetheart.” “I sleep with you because I’m unfortunate to be married to you so don’t bother reading between the lines.” Slapping his treacherous lips away from my own, I huff frantically. “I detest the sight of you, bastard.” He smirks throwing me against the filthy wall of the cave before whispering against my lips, “I know, sweetheart.” Fisting his shirt, I pull him in, “I’ll kill you someday for all your bullshit. The best part is I’ll be hailed as a hero for it.” I dig my nails into his side while digging my heels in his toes. Chuckling, he kissed me with a novel fervour. Too consumed with his taste on my tongue I don’t realize he had taken me off the floor. In times like these he made his hate achingly obvious by his rough groping. When after several seconds he is still ravaging my mouth, I slap his arm to gasp for air but he takes his sweet time devouring life out of me. He let me go only when my life flashes before my eyes. Caressing my hair as I huffed out puffs of air, he smirked. “Good Morning, Nafasm.” I'll remember to add getting away with murder on my bucket list. .... I had everything in life figured out and about half a year to get out of college and finally experience life (Breathy tone) but that's when Sienna, my bitch of a friend, asked me for a favor. Why the hell am I kidnapped? And what is with these people growling like rabid dogs? And please, can anyone tell me why the f*ck, AM I GETTING MARRIED TO THEIR HUNK OF A GANG LEADER WITH UNNATURAL GLOWING EYES?

PHOEBE - Holy mother of craps! I had lost my virginity to the college’s bad boy, Asher Gilbert. And, he told me it meant nothing to him. He told me to get lost! ********* ASHER - All my life till now, no one had ever intimidated me. Not anyone. Not my dad, nor the school principal… Not those street gangs… lastly, not the mafia. But this strange girl— a Maserati shows up. Making me urge to brand her, as mine. ********** “Why are you like this to me?” “What do you mean?” “Why are you so dismissive but save me, every time I land in trouble?” He didn’t reply that. Instead, he sighed, crunching the plastic bottle in his hand. He threw it in anger to the other side of the room. Then he approached me. I took three steps back, timidly. His intimidating gaze dropped towards mine. He didn’t stop until the back of my head contacted the wall. Only then did his both hands angle at the sides of my head. My eyes immediately gorged at his hard-on. Flash backs of the night we had together immediately ran through my brain. The only thing I could think of was the way my mouth was wrapped around him. His Adam’s apple swallowed numerous times, making me wonder what he thought of. It was like one of those scenes of movies. Like he was in a battle with himself. But the question was, what was he so protective about? Why didn’t he like making conversations with females? “I’m never gonna change, Phoebe. Remember that,” ********* What is worse than drunken one-night-stand, with the college’s bad boy? Or a cold treatment thereafter? However, one pregnancy changes it all. In this love so wrong, can they ever make things right?

My father owned a very rich and powerful man a huge amount of money and since he couldn't pay back,I was given to him as a price to pay for his debt. I became his possession, his slave,his sex slave,his puppet and most obedient of dogs. His name was Harry Corner. He is a man everyone fears, his name itself will make a hundred of people bow, he was a ruthless billionaire prince with a worst childhood. He is a sacarred idol. Harry was my pain. My sufferings. He abused and defiled me in the most horrible and cruel ways. He brought me pain, He owned my soul He owned my body He owned every piece of my body; to do with it whatever he likes.

For as long as Asher Marlowe could remember, he was taught to hate and blame the Garcias for the death of his mother who he barely remembers. That didn't stop Silas Marlowe from grooming his son to be the perfect tool of revenge. As a bodyguard, Asher could infiltrate even the untouchables. When he takes a job with the Garcia's his objective is one, to ruin their lives. But that changed pretty quick when he meets the spoiled heiress, Isabella Garcia. She is everything he hates but for some reason he can't help but crave her to a point of insanity. And instead of meaning her harm, Asher will fight to protect her from everything and everyone.

The day after my best friend, Sarah Blunt married Patrick, the second son of the Brosnan family, I too became a bride and wed Matthew, his older brother. She married a swimming champion, and I, the rock-climbing coach. We thought we had our futures all figured out. Then, something happened that summer. The four of us planned a getaway but Matthew and Patrick’s baby sister, Megan joined us and our peaceful trip became a crowded affair.  While rock climbing, disaster struck—the rope snapped, and all five of us plummeted into the river below. The brothers rushed frantically to save Megan, leaving Sarah and me at the mercy of the river’s current, battered and tossed like driftwood. By the time the rescue team pulled us from the water, we were bruised, scraped, and utterly spent. In the hospital, Megan and I received devastating news that would change everything.  “You’ve been pregnant for 40 days, Ma’am. How could you put yourself in such a risky situation? Your baby survived, but your friend lost hers.” Shaken, I called Matthew to tell him about the pregnancy. His anger cut through the line. “You’re angry that I went to Megs first and now you’re trying to fool me with a fake pregnancy? She’s my sister—it’s my duty to protect her!” Sarah faced her own storm. Patrick practically scoffed at her grief. “Miscarriage? Do you expect me to believe that? The doctors said you only had a 30% chance of conceiving. I can’t stand women who create drama out of nothing.” Both calls ended abruptly, leaving us stunned as we stared at each other in the sterile light of the hospital room. In that shared silence, we made our decision—we would leave these men behind and start anew, launching a business together. But when the brothers received our divorce papers, they showed up at my door in the middle of a storm, kneeling in the pouring rain, crying through the night for a second chance.