Blaire Ruiz, 22, is a normal university student who has dreams for herself. She's an orphan and she's striving hard to survive and to reach her dreams. Because of some circumstances, she met Dylan Adizer, 27, - a man who has a high status and a noble man. After spending time together, they fell in love with each other. Their lives wasn't easy as they expected, their love for one another was tested in so many ways. But despite of all the challenges they had experience, in the end will they be able to say 'Us, Until Forever?'
It was a normal day and Blaire was peacefully sleeping in her small apartment when she heard a loud knock somewhere. She slowly opened her eyes and that's when she noticed that the loud knock was coming from her door.
She lazily stood up and fixed herself quickly before opening the door. It turns out that the one who's knocking was her landlady.
Oh my god! She must be here to asked for the rent payment but I don't have enough money yet, Blaire thought.
"You must be aware why I am here. You told me last week that you'll be paying today." The landlady spoke up straightforwardly.
Blaire just bit her lip in frustration, she indeed said that she'll be paying today but she still doesn't have enough money.
I just hope she will accept my money even if it's just a half payment.
"Mrs. Garcia, you see I still don't have enough money to pay you but I have some money here, can I pay half of the payment then when I already have money that's when I'll be paying the partial amount." Blaire pleaded.
Mrs. Garcia looked at her and sighed. She felt pity for Blaire because she knew that she's an orphan and she doesn't have someone to rely but herself. She didn't want to make things more difficult for her so she just nodded.
Blaire felt relieved. She immediately took her money and gave it to Mrs. Garcia.
"Thank you so much, Mrs. Garcia. I swear I'll pay the left amount once I find a new job." Blaire said sincerely.
Mrs. Garcia just smiled to her and made her way back to their house.
Blaire went back to her bed and was lost in her thoughts. Today she plan to roam around the city to find a new job that's suitable for her. She looked at the time and saw that it's already 10 A:M in the morning.
She began to prepare herself to go out. After an hour, she is already prepared to leave.
She wore simple black dress and a white sneaker shoes. Blaire is a woman who is good at fashion and even though she lacks money, you won't know about it. She always slay everything that she wears.
Blaire remember, you must find a job today no matter what happened. You have so many expenses and clearly you need money. Blaire told to herself.
She walked forward and every time she sees a restaurant, a boutique, and some shops, she asks them if they are in need of a worker. Blaire has been walking for almost 2 hours but couldn't anything.
Grace decided to rest so she went to a near park to give herself a break. She bought a water and a biscuits for her snacks. While she was eating, her phone starts to ring.
It was her friend, Amari.
"[Hey, what's up?]"
"[Blaire, where are you? Did you already found a new job?]" Amari asked gently.
Blaire sighed helplessly before answering. "[I haven't. I found some hiring shops but they have the same reason for not accepting me as their worker.]"
"[Oh, really? What reason?]" Amari asked curiously. Why won't they hire her? Blaire clearly is a hardworking woman. They are wasting such a good worker, Amari thought.
"They said I'm not qualified because I looked like a person who haven't done hard things and a person who didn't experienced any hardships! Amari, can you believe that!? They judged me without giving me a chance to prove myself!" Blaire ranted. She didn't even know whether she would laugh or cry.
Amari on the other hand had the same thoughts with her. Right now, the only thing Amari could do to her dearest friend is to comfort her. "All right, don't mind them. You'll eventually find a job sooner or later. I'll help you!"
Blaire smiled genuinely. Good thing she had Amari on her side.
Damien Griffin is rich, powerful, and ruthless mafia boss while Yesha Sanchez is just an average woman who's unemployed. In due course, Yesha was accidently involved in a private mafia transaction. Damien was furious because of her sudden appearance at their transaction and he opted to kill her but because of an interesting reason he didn't do it. How far will there story go?
Just compilation of my random thoughts. You may or may not read it. POETS. SHORTSTORIES. THOUGHTS
Elena, once a pampered heiress, suddenly lost everything when the real daughter framed her, her fiancé ridiculed her, and her adoptive parents threw her out. They all wanted to see her fall. But Elena unveiled her true identity: the heiress of a massive fortune, famed hacker, top jewelry designer, secret author, and gifted doctor. Horrified by her glorious comeback, her adoptive parents demanded half her newfound wealth. Elena exposed their cruelty and refused. Her ex pleaded for a second chance, but she scoffed, “Do you think you deserve it?” Then a powerful magnate gently proposed, “Marry me?”
Rumors claimed that Fernanda, newly back with her family, was nothing more than a violent country bumpkin. Fernanda just flashed a casual, dismissive grin in response. Another rumor suggested that the usually rational Cristian had lost all sense, madly in love with Fernanda. This frustrated her. She could tolerate gossip about herself, but slander against her beloved crossed the line! Gradually, as Fernanda's multiple identities as a celebrated designer, a savvy gamer, an acclaimed painter, and a successful business magnate came to light, everyone realized they were the ones who had been fooled.
To the public, she was the CEO's executive secretary. Behind closed doors, she was the wife he never officially acknowledged. Jenessa was elated when she learned that she was pregnant. But that joy was replaced with dread as her husband, Ryan, showered his affections on his first love. With a heavy heart, she chose to set him free and leave. When they met again, Ryan's attention was caught by Jenessa's protruding belly. "Whose child are you carrying?!" he demanded. But she only scoffed. "It's none of your business, my dear ex-husband!"
"I heard you're going to marry Marcelo. Is this perhaps your revenge against me? It's very laughable, Renee. That man can barely function." Her foster family, her cheating ex, everyone thought Renee was going to live in pure hell after getting married to a disabled and cruel man. She didn't know if anything good would ever come out of it after all, she had always thought it would be hard for anyone to love her but this cruel man with dark secrets is never going to grant her a divorce because she makes him forget how to breathe.
When Corynn mustered up the courage to tell Elliot about her pregnancy, she unexpectedly found him gallantly helping another woman from his car. Her heart sank as three years of effort to secure his love crumbled before her eyes, compelling her to leave him behind. Three years later, life had taken Corynn down a new path with someone else, while Elliot was left grappling with regret. Seizing a moment of vulnerability, he pleaded, "Corynn, let's get married." Shaking her head with a faint smile, Corynn gently replied, "Sorry, I'm already engaged."
"You're mine, little puppy," Kylan growled against my neck. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his lips brushed my skin. My mind screamed at me to push him away-the Lycan Prince who had humiliated me again and again, but my body betrayed me, leaning into him before I could stop myself. He pressed his lips against mine, and his kiss grew more aggressive, more possessive as I felt my legs weaken. What was I doing? In a split-second, I pulled away and slapped him hard across the face. Kylan's eyes darkened, but the smirk on his lips exposed his amusement. "You and I both know we can't fight this, Violet," he said, gripping my wrist. "You're my mate." "And yet you don't want me," I replied. "You told me you were ashamed of me, that l'd never be your queen, that you'd never love me. So please, accept my rejection and let me go." "Never," he whispered, his grip tightening as he pulled me closer. "Soon enough, you'll be begging for me. and when you do-I'll use you as I see fit and then I'll reject you."