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Lost in Your Eyes

Lost in Your Eyes

...one man with a a drowning past... In the heat of a family saga clouded in betrayal, power struggles, and the pursuit of vengeance, Save Me follows the story of Aaron Hades, a third-generation billionaire, shaped by his trauma and ambition, as he navigates the dangerous waters of familial duty and a risky love. Born into a family of wealth and affluence, Aaron found himself on the run with his mother who wanted freedom. With his mother's tragic end, Aaron finds himself in a fierce battle-not just for control of his family's conglomerate, but for revenge. Aaron Hades is a man loved by many and hated by more, stemming from his good looks, his success in business, his wealthy background to the negative side, his indifference about people and icy personality. He was both the admiration and envy of people. Aaron is a man who has grown to live the life of a loner, feared and respected by most. But what laid beneath his perfect person that no one knows is a sad past that haunts him to the deepest of his soul, a young boy that had lost it all over and over again, a little boy who has lost the meaning of love or life, a child whose past still scars his heart in a fresh wound, a past that has created a man whose sole aim is it do as was done to him, a promise to hurt them just like they'd hurt him, a promise to be the angel until the horns peak out. And no one would know that beneath his perfect appearance, something sinister was brewing, an opportunity to pay back to those who had taken from him in a thousand folds. There is however one more step to finally having it all, a woman. If he is not engaged in a short time, he runs at a risk of losing every thing to Sara, his opponent. ...one heart, broken in a thousand jarred pieces... Growing up with divorced parents was a whole new journey for Merida at a tender age of ten, and when she refuses to go with her mother, she is abandoned and left to live with her father. What started as a father-daughter relationship soon turns into something violent and abusive and her once innocent father dives into the world of gambling, a move that cost him his daughter and his life. After her father's death, Merida slips into depression, living her life like a passing ghoul, and when her father's debts pass to her, she has even more misery to face. Finally with her unwelcoming mother and a sister she was no longer familiar with, Merida's life seemed like it had just had about enough, more than she could take. Merida, a strong-willed and bright child had now become nothing, withering with every gust of wind. ...are thrust together in an unwanted fate... Aaron's fate, once intertwined with hers, draws the back together. Once his best friend, she has changed into an embodiment of bitterness and vulnerability, caused by her father's abuse and get mother's neglect. The two were torn apart by circumstances and choices, but fate has a way of bringing people back in unexpected ways. A freak encounter at a bridge ignites a flame of hatred between Aaron and Merida. Each harbors grudges against the other; for Aaron, he hated that she was so ready to let go. For Merida, Aaron's abandonment ten years ago is a reminder of all she lost from that moment on, the final crack in her make-believe reality.. Their worlds collide under the light of night, setting off a series of events neither could foresee. In the depths of their turmoil, Aaron presents a proposition to the woman he once held dear: a fake engagement to secure his grandfather's approval and finally claim the company. Reluctantly, Merida agrees, needing to pay her father's debts and leave her mother. The plan is simple-pretend to be the perfect couple in public, while remaining indifferent in private. The pair start on their grand plan to fool the world about their engagement, featuring in everything that carries news about them. And in less than a month, the world is fooled. Ellie is able to save her father and Matthew is well on his way to getting his contract. Living together is no bliss as they both agree to not be involved in the other's life once they go behind closed doors. Behind the scene, the only thing that continues between them is the awkwardness. Only that this is in close proximity and it is causing a little thump here and there deep in their hearts. ...until the line starts to fade...
The Contract Wife's Reckoning

The Contract Wife's Reckoning

My marriage was a transaction, a cold business deal. For four years, I, CEO Ava Sterling, barely tolerated Liam Hayes, the man I married for convenience. I thought I was finally free when the divorce papers arrived, signed by him, a strange relief washing over me. But then, a familiar face stormed into my penthouse, her eyes burning with grief and hatred, the words striking me like a physical blow: "He' s dead, Ava!" "Liam jumped!" "From his balcony! It' s your fault!" The man I' d just discarded, the one I told I'd feel more for a stray dog, was gone, and his friend, Chloe, accused me, his "widow," of killing him with my indifference. The city morgue confirmed it: a suicide. My newfound "freedom" felt tainted, replaced by a bizarre possessiveness when I cradled his ashes, even forbidding his burial. I wasn' t grieving, how could I for someone I'd wished gone, yet I couldn't let go. Was I losing my mind, clinging to traces of a man I supposedly hated? Then, the final rupture: Liam's urn shattered, his ashes maliciously scattered by Ethan Vance, the man I had mistakenly perceived as a sympathetic friend, turning my detachment into a chilling rage. It wasn't just my husband and his last remnant gone; it was an act of pure evil, screaming of deeper manipulation. Now, fueled by this cold fury, I will uncover the truth behind Liam' s death and Ethan's twisted role, making him pay for everything. This is no longer about grief; it is about justice.
Betrayal's Sting: A Husband's Reckoning

Betrayal's Sting: A Husband's Reckoning

Tonight was supposed to be special. Our fifth anniversary. I' d booked our favorite restaurant, bought a new shirt Chloe loved. Then, scrolling through social media, a photo from her company' s group chat caught my eye. Chloe, laughing, her hand resting on the arm of her intern, Liam. The caption called it "burning the midnight oil." I called it a lie. I typed a reply, directly into the chat: "Looks like fun. Chloe, I\'m still waiting for our anniversary dinner. The reservation was for seven." My phone rang instantly. It was Chloe, her voice a furious hiss. "What the hell do you think you\'re doing? Are you trying to embarrass me?" "Embarrass you?" I retorted, her dismissive tone burning me. "I' m sitting here alone on our anniversary. You told me you were stuck in a meeting." She called me needy, childish, then hung up. All my sacrifices, my life savings poured into her startup, the sleepless nights coding her company' s foundation – for this? To be a ghost in her shiny, successful life? The truth was laid bare: I was just an afterthought. I looked at our wedding photo, so full of hope, then slowly, deliberately, turned it face down. Then I blocked her. The next morning, her company's lead engineer called, panicking. "It's the Genesis build. It's a complete disaster. Liam broke it." Chloe had brushed off my warnings about Liam's sloppy code. She called him a rockstar. Now, she needed me to fix her golden boy' s mess. She sent her assistant to drag me to the office. Then Chloe herself called from the assistant's phone. "Ethan Miller, you get down here right now!" She tried to smooth-talk me, sweet-talking about "us." And then I heard it. A soft, wet sound, a kiss. And Liam' s voice. "Is he giving you trouble, boss? Let me talk to him." Chloe' s hushed, affectionate whisper: "It's fine, sweetie. I've got this." My world stopped. "Sweetie?" I repeated, the word dripping with mock sweetness. "Is that what you call your interns now, Chloe?" The betrayal, concrete and undeniable, sliced through me. All that anger, all that pain, crystallized into one chilling realization: "You don't need me. You need my work. There's a difference." "Consider your contract terminated," she threatened. "Consider it terminated," I replied, and hung up. I finally felt nothing. Just a vast, empty space where five years of my life used to be. I was done.
Catch Me If You Can Enego

Catch Me If You Can Enego

After getting chased by dogs and getting shot. I was called to the boss's office to give me another mission. Hi, I'm Shinhe Harukio, and if you think my name is too girly then don't talk to me because I don't give a f*ck. And of course, if you guessed that I'm half Japanese and half Filipino then you guessed right, my love. Im 27 years old. Im an assassin and a spy. I work for this secret company for years and im one of the top 2. I have a long obsidian hair like a girl. I braided it so it wouldn't get me distracted when shooting. "Ah! Shine, my favorite assassin." The boss flung both of his hands in the air welcoming me. "The one and only." I said proudly crossing my arms showing off my confidence. "Haha! Come let me treat you to some barbecue." The boss said and I groaned. "What's that? When you're free, you'll have me do something." I pout as he sighs then chuckles. "You really know me." He laughs but then nods. "But yeah, you guessed it right.." I groaned and ran my fingers through my long obsidian hair. "What is that?" I asked raising my one eyebrow. "Well, this is simple, no killing or stealing, I just want you to do is..---" he shows some picture of some big pearl in his tablet. "this. As you can see this is the pearl that we have been losing these past 2 years when the company got robbed." I nodded in agreement. "I want you to bet some big money at the betting market to get that back." He threw 2 big cases of money in front of me then smiled. "That's 50 million exactly." He grins at me and I frown. "We can just steal it back, why do we need to bet some money over it." I huff. "The market has a big guard over there and a lot of protection and securities." He sighs. "Now if you don't want it.. then, i guess i could just give this mission to the top 1.." he said and i started to get angry and sighs. "ALRIGHT!" I yelled. And before I knew it. I was riding into a very nice sports car towards the betting market with full of rich people. I wore a black suit that very much suits me and I braided my hair. I arrived at the place and I saw a crowded rich people already betting on a painting. I got passed through some people by saying excuse me and placing myself in front of the stage. After the betting the painting got sold for 10 million "Tsk. So cheap." I mumbled. After the painting got sent to the owner, the next betting item is the pearl my boss has been looking for. My eyes widened at how beautiful and shiny it was. The people started to get awestruck and started betting some large money. A guy behind me yelled. "10 million." His voice is cold and stern but loud. Not to mention his face is attractive. The seller was about to sell it to him when I yelled. "11 million!" All eyes went to me and the guy from behind me chuckled and I looked at him smirking. "20 million." The guy immediately said. The crowd went silent, the silence got replaced by the seller. "20 million? Anyone wants to go any higher? Going once.. going twi-" before the seller could even finish his sentence I spoke. "30 million." The seller was about to sell it to me when the guy from behind me yelled. "35 million." I glared at the guy and yelled. "50 million!!" The crowd looked at me with shock and the guy from behind me looked at me smirking. "50 million! Anyone wants to bet any higher? Going once.. going twice.." The crowd went to shock when the guy from behind me spoke. "200 million." The seller clapped and I looked at the guy shocked. "Sold to Mr. Iñego!"
The Villian

The Villian

THE VILLIAN Written By: Rosapearl ✍ Synopsis✍ Olivia Smith is Clifford college most popular girl, she is the envy of the girls and a sight for a sore eyes of the guys. she is from a average family. her parent run a restaurant in town. she is beautiful, alluring, intelligent, bold, confident, sexy, gracious and a nerd. she has everyone attention when she walks. Her big glass and back pack always look funny thou. Miller Jill is a jerk, hot guy with a athletic build body, he look like he is in his twenties even in his seventeenth. He love playing around and teasing. He has been Olivia Smith best friend since grade one. Who doesn't like Miller Hill, everyone does except from Charlotte Davies who is always cold, she is a nerd, and also a competition to Olivia Smith but was not the case because of her lonely life. But like they say, don't judge a book by its cover, Behind her solitude attitude, Charlotte Davies was broken, her family issue was affecting her Charlotte is from a wealthy family, her dad is a politician and her late mum was a lawyer. Her step mum is always over controlling and her elder brother always argue with her. He do tell her she is a gold digger. " you won't tell me what to do, when to do it. I hate you and I hope you stay on your lane" " you should be glad I marry your dad earlier enough after your mum death, what if I had marry him and have him divorce your mum, maybe she will have die of depression and not whatever you think kill her " " You are such a b!tch that do not deserve to live" he yelled at her This argument kept on whenever my elder brother Chris need anything and dad tell him to go through his step mum who he loathe a lot. She always find everything Miller Hill do irritating, she love to be alone and think, she is never ready for a competition, she use studies to engage herself not to be depressed. Will Miller Hill fall for his best friend or his enemy? Will Olivia Smith ever be cool with Charlotte?
Flash Marriage To The Secret Billionaire CEO

Flash Marriage To The Secret Billionaire CEO

I thought I was just marrying a middle-class commercial pilot who proposed to me in a Brooklyn cemetery to fulfill his grandmother's bizarre dying wish. But when an arrogant pilot tried to harass me at the airport, my "ordinary" husband suddenly appeared, his eyes like chips of ice. "Take your hand off my wife." With that single cold command, he had the airline's top executives groveling and the man practically fired on the spot. Everyone called him "Mr. Chandler." He handed me an exclusive black Centurion card, claiming it was just a standard "manager's perk." His retired parents, who supposedly ran a small business, visited me wearing Patek Philippe watches. I ignored all the glaring red flags, foolishly believing I had just lucked into a stable, caring marriage after a lifetime of disappointments. Yet, despite his constant, suffocating generosity, he kept a physical wall between us. After a kiss so desperate and hungry it felt like he had been starving for it his entire life, he violently pushed me away. "We should take this slow." I couldn't understand why a man who looked at me with such intense, possessive devotion would treat our marriage like a sterile business deal. Why was he orchestrating every perfect detail of my life while refusing to even share a bed with me? I had no idea that the man sleeping in the guest room wasn't a pilot at all. He was Harmon Chandler, the ruthless billionaire emperor of the Chandler Group. And he had been secretly monitoring my every move for ten years.