Jeffrey danduan

"Love, Betrayal, and Resilience" Rea Enero Suwaib's life was turned upside down when her beloved studio on Elvo Street burned down. With her young son in her arms, she hoped to find solace in Markin-the man who had once promised her the world. But when she sees him laughing with another woman, their bond of trust begins to unravel. As the haunting name "Elvo Street" resurfaces in Markin's plans, Rea's heartbreak deepens. Why would the man who once claimed to love her now pursue the project that symbolizes her loss? Amid secrets, unanswered questions, and a devastating realization that Markin may have moved on, Rea must confront her shattered dreams. With her son as her anchor, she struggles to decide whether to fight for their place in Markin's life-or let go of the past for good. A poignant tale of love, betrayal, and resilience, this story delves into the complexities of family and the strength it takes to rebuild after heartbreak. Does this version capture the emotional depth you're aiming for?

Noise and smoke greeted me when the bus door opened. That's it, I'm really here in Manila. I stepped off the bus. The heat of the sun immediately hit my fair skin. For sure, when I seek refuge in the wilderness, I will blush. Before crossing to the other side, I made sure no cars were passing by until I finally made it across. I was right. My skin immediately turned red because of the intense sunlight. "Sister, where is the jeep?" I asked the woman selling coolers. She turned her eyes to me when I spoke to her. "You see that mall?" she pointed. I followed her gaze. I nodded slowly. "Yes," I said politely. "Behind that mall, there are jeep parking lots." "Ahh, is that it? Thank you." I bought a cooler from her first, then set off. I was drinking the cooler I bought earlier while walking to the jeep parking lot. I just realized how big Manila is. If you're from the provinces, you'll have a hard time finding parking in Manila. I reached the jeep parking lot. I stood aside first and did not get in. I took my wallet out of my pocket to check if I still had enough fare for the boarding house. I only had five hundred pesos left in my wallet. It was only one hundred when I took it out. A strong wind blew. "Come on!" Unfortunately, a strong wind blew my money away. In a panic, I quickly tried to pick it up. "My bad luck!" I said to myself. I managed to pick up four hundred pesos, but one was missing. I looked for the missing bill. I noticed that the wind kept blowing it towards the middle of the road. Desperate to retrieve the flying money, I suddenly crossed the road without noticing the many passing cars. "What! Are you trying to kill yourself?!" The jeep driver yelled at me because he almost hit me. "I'm sorry..." I apologized. He shook his head before driving off. I turned my eyes back to the bill. I was very grateful it was now on the ground. I immediately stepped on it. But unexpectedly, a car suddenly appeared. Using my hands, I tried to shield myself, closed my eyes, and waited for the impact. Beep!! I thought my life was over. I slowly opened my eyes and immediately noticed the bulky figure in front of me. "Are you okay?" It was a man's baritone voice. When I opened my eyes completely, my mouth fell open. A well-built man stood before me. I couldn't help but be amazed at what I saw. He looked like a sculpture, very neat and perfectly carved. For some unknown reason, my heart started pounding. "Hey, are you okay?" I snapped out of my trance when he spoke again, still blinking. "A-Ah, y-yes. I-I'm fine..." I stammered. Electricity ran through my whole body when he held my hand to help me stand up. "Do you feel any pain in your body?" he asked again. I shook my head. "No. I'm really fine," I assured him so he wouldn't worry. "Bro, let's go!" I looked at the car of the man who almost hit me. I noticed another man in the car, wearing shades and looking obviously irritated. I turned my gaze back to the man in front of me. "This is my friend's calling card." He handed it to me. I accepted it immediately. "Just call him if you feel any pain in your body." I nodded slowly. "Thank you." "I gotta go!" he said goodbye. I bowed slightly and smiled as a farewell. I moved aside because I noticed I was still blocking the road. I watched them until they disappeared from sight. Later, I looked at the calling card he gave me and read the name written on it. "Knoxx Cassius Wolverson."

In the eighteen years of her life, Brianna had endured relentless abuse from her family, living in constant fear. One fateful day, two dignified figures approached her and revealed a shocking truth: she was their long-lost daughter, heiress to the wealthiest family in the city-the Owens. Desperate for love and acceptance, Brianna hoped to escape her past. Instead, she fell victim to Cassie, a cunning impostor who manipulated their parents against her while feigning distress. Rather than forging a connection with her real family, Brianna found herself betrayed and isolated. When a car accident left Brianna in a vegetative state, she found herself able to listen to everything around her, though unable to respond. Bitterly, she realized her parents didn't care for her; they visited just once. A month later, Cassie visited, disconnecting the ventilator before leaning in to whisper coldly, "Goodbye, my dear sister. You shouldn't have come back. You are meant for that despicable, wretched family." Somehow, fate granted Brianna a second chance. Reborn and fueled by rage, she vowed to make everyone who had wronged her pay dearly. This time, she would seize the life that had been stolen from her.

Isabelle Everett's perfect life crumbles when her billionaire husband, Damion Ryder, serves her divorce papers on their anniversary. Betrayal, heartbreak, and deceit propel her into a six-year journey of self-discovery. Now, with secrets exposed and old flames rekindled, Isabelle must choose between the man who broke her heart or her high school sweetheart, the one who's always loved her but has an ulterior motive. Will forgiveness transform their lives, or will the past destroy their future?

Livia Shelby, 19, is forced into marriage with Damian Alexander - a ruthless CEO with a cold heart. Hate simmers beneath the surface, and sometimes it blurs the line between resentment and desire. But what happens when the love that grows between them is bound by a contract... and forbidden to be spoken? Author's Note: This book has been previously published on several platforms. This version is a revised and improved edition.

Yelena discovered that she wasn't her parents' biological child. After seeing through their ploy to trade her as a pawn in a business deal, she was sent away to her barren birthplace. There, she stumbled upon her true origins-a lineage of historic opulence. Her real family showered her with love and adoration. In the face of her so-called sister's envy, Yelena conquered every adversity and took her revenge, all while showcasing her talents. She soon caught the attention of the city's most eligible bachelor. He cornered Yelena and pinned her against the wall. "It's time to reveal your true identity, darling."

Bold and beautiful Vivienne Payton is willing to do anything to be successful in life and make it to the top. However, when she's struck with financial problems which make her drop out of school. She's compelled to sign up as a surrogate to one of the most famous billionaire CEO He's cold, aloof, and arrogant, 33 years old Victor Ellison just lost his wife due to cancer and is willing to do anything to keep her memories alive, including hiring a surrogate. When 19 years old Vivienne enters his life, everything changes when she's hell-bent on finding her way to his heart, a man who owns his heart, a bedrock of stability questions himself when he yearns for something forbidden which would either leave him broken or giving in to the consuming passion more irresistible and enticing than anything he has ever felt. With external dangers surrounding them and constantly looking out for each other. Hearts melt, and love blooms. However, a life-changing secret harbors in her heart which could break and ruin a relationship, will running away be the solution?

Once upon a time, there were two kingdoms once at peace. The kingdom of Salem and the kingdom of Mombana... Until the day, the king of Mombana passed away and a new monarch took over, Prince Cone. Prince Cone, has always been hungry for more power and more and more. After his coronation, he attacked Salem. The attack was so unexpected, Salem never prepared for it. They were caught off guard. The king and Queen was killed, the prince was taken into slavery. The people of Salem that survived the war was enslaved, their land taken from them. Their women were made sex slaves. They lost everything, including their land. Evil befall the land of Salem in form of Prince Cone, and the prince of Salem in his slavery was filled with so much rage. The prince of Salem, Prince Lucien swore revenge. 🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳🌳 Ten years later, thirty-years old Lucien and his people raided a coup and escaped slavery. They went into hiding and recuperated. They trained day and night under the leadership of the fearless and cold Lucien who was driven with everything in him to get back their land, and take Mombana land too. It took them five years before they ambushed and attacked Mombana. They killed Prince Cone and reclaimed everything. As they screamed out their victory, Lucien's eyes found and pinned the proud princess of Mombana. Princess Danika. The daughter of Prince Cone. As Lucien stared at her with the coldest eyes anyone can ever possess, he felt victory for the first time. He walked to the princess with the slave collar he'd won for ten years rattling in his hand as he walked. He reached close to her and with a swift movement, he collared her neck. Then, he tilted her chin up, staring into the bluest eyes and the most beautiful face ever created, he gave her a cold smile. "You are my acquisition. My slave. My sex slave. My property. I will pay you in spades, everything you and your father ever did to me and my people." He stated curtly. Pure hatred, coldness and victory was the only emotion on his face. .

Her sister is marrying her ex. So she brings her best friend as her fake fiancé. What could possibly go wrong? Savannah Hart thought she was over Dean Archer-until her sister, Chloe announces she's marrying him. The same man Savannah never stopped loving. The man who left her heartbroken... and now belongs to her sister. A weeklong wedding in New Hope. One mansion full of guests. And a very bitter maid of honor. To survive it, Savannah brings a date-her charming, clean-cut best friend, Roman Blackwood. The one man who's always had her back. He owes her a favor, and pretending to be her fiancé? Easy. Until fake kisses start to feel real. Now Savannah's torn between keeping up the act... or risking everything for the one man she was never supposed to fall for.

“A cheater and a bitch. They are perfect for each other,” Ashley scoffed in her heart, a faint smile climbing up the corners of her lips. Her smile was so dazzling that no one could look away from her. With one swift swig, she emptied the glass of wine down her throat. Never had she imagined that this glass of wine, drugged by her own mother, would bring her to an unbelievably wealthy and handsome man and change her whole life. It had been a night of madness. She lost her virginity to the man she never met before. It felt like a dream that was not real, yet that very dream came to life, and was standing right in front of her when she woke up the next day. "Kiss me!" he demanded. What would happen next?

Taraji Inez Monroe was going through the toughest time of her life. Her mother had been diagnosed with a serious heart condition and needed emergency surgery to get a stent put in. The only problem was that the surgery cost a fortune, and Tara was desperate to find a way to save her mother's life. She had been blessed with good looks and a banging body, and she knew that there was only one thing she could sell to raise the money her mother needed. And what better place than a high-end club to kickstart her plan where she knew the highest bidders would be? As she made her way through the swarming mass of people, her gaze fell upon a man who emanated an aura of mystery. He was ruggedly handsome, with sharp features and a firm jawline. His eyes were deep-set and piercing. Despite his captivating appearance, there was an air of arrogance about him that made her hesitate and before she knew it, she was in his hotel room bent over. Antonio Nikos Valioso, the bipolar heir claimed her virtue in the most brutal way possible and then announced that he would marry her as tradition demanded. ...

"What... What are these?" Selene stammered with her voice barely more than a whisper. "Divorce papers?" She looked up at Maximus, searching his face for some sign of a joke, a mistake - anything to tell her this wasn't real. His eyes flickered with a brief moment of hesitation before hardening into a steely gaze."If Jess hadn't disappeared, we never would have gotten married" he drawled before delivering the final blow. "Well, Jess is back now." She couldn't breathe.Despite her best efforts over their three years of marriage, Maximus had never acknowledged her nor loved her the way he loved Jess. **** She signed the papers, and left his life for good, taking the babies growing in her womb with her. A few years later, She became a top medical doctor and did everything possible to stay away from Maximus. However, on her twins' fifth birthday, they came running to her, giggling: "Mummy, we found our billionaire daddy!" She looked up and saw Maximus standing in front of her, clearly expecting her to run into his arms. Instead, She chuckled. His eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets when she responded with a deadpan expression, "No, babies, your Father is dead."