Cheska needs closure from her first love, Darryl, when she decided to go to Jeju Island. She wants to visit his tomb. In her trip, she met Carter, a Filipino who is working in Seoul as an English teacher and he looks a lot like Darryl. She feels like Darryl came back to life in Carter. Chesca wants another shot at love, this time with Carter. Will things work out between Cheska & Carter? Is Cheska sure she is really over with her past and feelings for her lost love?
"SO, YOU'RE FINALLY meeting him?" asked Cheska's friend Mikaella.
Cheska had a smug smile on her lips when she fixed the collar of her checkered dress. She just bought the new boots she intended to wear when she fetch Darryl at the airport. For the record, she didn't buy it from thrift shops but at the mall. She saved up money from her allowance for a month in preparation for meeting Darryl who would come straight from South Korea.
She's nineteen and a third-year Accountancy student at the Lyceum of the Philippines. Mikha was her board mate who was taking up Psychology at the same university. Mikha's okay, but sometimes, her friend was just such a villain in her story, always dissecting everything that was happening around them. Especially when it comes to Cheska's love life.
"Yes. I told you we would eventually meet and prove to you that what I feel for him was never an immature love," she told her friend, sticking out her tongue to her like a child.
Mikha folded her arms over her chest and leaned against the pole of the double-deck bed while watching Cheska adjust her boots. "Come on. You will only know that if you have actually met. It's different when you fell in love because you saw him and not because you just thought you're in love with him."
"I told you he is not just an illusion!" Cheska insisted. "We are going to meet soon."
"You know what I mean. What he shows you in chat and his emails to you are different. It's different when you've met the person and have been with them. It's different when you fell in love with him through the words that you wanted to hear from when you are meeting him face to face. You will find out his true color. You will also know if what he is showing you is real."
"What Doc Darryl shows me is true even if we only talk via email. I feel the goodness of his heart especially in helping those in need."
Doc Darryl Kang or Kang Jung Rin was a half-Korean, half-Filipino doctor. He was an oncologist at a hospital on Jeju Island in South Korea. He's 5'10", has a lean body and his complexion looked like that of a mixture of coffee and milk. His eyes were narrow and has a nice pointed nose. He looks more Filipino than Korean but was still handsome.
He's Jaimee's cousin whom she met at a youth camp when she went to Bataan. Doc Darryl was the first to message her by email to thank her for helping out the children with cancer. He also introduced himself as her friend Jaimee's cousin. He said he saw her when she and his cousin both volunteered. Cheska found out he was helping out children with cancer in South Korea voluntarily and hoped that he would be able to do the same in the Philippines one day. Since they have been chatting over the internet. He sent her pictures and he always ask her about her studies and exams.
It wasn't like her to get close to men. She tend to avoid them because of her father's instruction not to get into a relationship just yet while she was still studying. But Doc Darryl is different. He made her feel good about herself. He doesn't care about how she looks. Unlike other men she encountered before who only look at beautiful women. They ignore wallflowers like her.
It's been a week since Doc Darryl confessed that he likes her. He said she makes him laugh, that she has a beautiful personality. She didn't want to believe it at first but her friend Jaimee told her that her cousin was actually asking Jaimee about things that Cheska likes in a man. Of course she was thrilled to learn about it. She just didn't tell anyone because she didn't want them to think that she was crazy. Afterall, who would even believe that a handsome doctor like Doc Daryll would fall for a Plain Jane like her.
Maybe that's how a matured man is. A man who no longer looks at a woman's physical appearance but her personality, her character. That's why she prefers mature men like Doc Darryl who was not childish like people her age.
"Who wouldn't suspect him anyway? He never even talk to you over voice nor video chat. He doesn't even have a social media account," Mikha said while looking at her fingernails.
Esmeralda has no time for love. She has a brother with leukemia and she’s willing to do everything for him. When Aiden offered a marriage of convenience to help him get his inheritance and get away from his controlling brother, she accepted in the condition that he will help with her brother’s medical expenses. Everything changed when she saved a handsome and virile man who was washed away by the flood. Richard Infante is arrogant and rich - both characters she hated in a man. And because the flood and landslides isolated their place, he had no choice but to live a simple life since doesn’t own a cent under his name. Everytime she meets his eyes laced with anger, she melts. He lights up the fire inside of her and shave gave herself to him- body and soul. She’s’ ready to forget her promise of marriage to Aiden to be with him. But who would have thought that her love for him will ruin all her plans and promises? And the man she loves her own enemy.
Completed story Do you believe that love is blind? Errr... I don't think so. Cameron’s playboy ways changed after brushing with death in a shipwreck. Mitos, the crew who saved his life, made him promise to look for his ex-girlfriend and ask for her forgiveness. When he finally found her, Love was being hounded by the gangsters and she was already blind. To protect her, he had to pretend to be Mitos, her ex-boyfriend. Until his lies turn to love. What if she finds out that everything was a lie? The original story is in Filipino published under Precious Hearts Romances
With her apartment devastated by fire, Alondra’s boss asked her to stay at her vacant condo. It has been vacant for a year and was afraid lost spirits would find its way there. One time, she heard someone taking a shower and the voice of a man in the other room. Bringing her antique cross, she went to the other room to offer a prayer to the lost soul. While kneeling in front of the door of the bathroom, the door opened and a man with the face of a demigod and a perfect physique stood in front of her. His body was covered by nothing but a piece of towel. Only, it was not a ghost but the real owner of the condo and her new boss.
An arranged marriage. A perfect bride. An old, creepy mansion. Deive thought he is lucky to be paired with Callea Lopez - she's beautiful, talented, and loyal. Except she lives on a haunted mansion. And she is keeping secrets from him. Original cover by Runa Lee, lunafatima1093@gmail.com
The whispers said that out of bitter jealousy, Hadley shoved Eric's beloved down the stairs, robbing the unborn child of life. To avenge, Eric forced Hadley abroad and completely cut her off. Years later, she reemerged, and they felt like strangers. When they met again, she was the nightclub's star, with men ready to pay fortunes just to glimpse her elusive performance. Unable to contain himself, Eric blocked her path, asking, "Is this truly how you earn a living now? Why not come back to me?" Hadley's lips curved faintly. "If you’re eager to see me, you’d better join the queue, darling."
Melanie married Ashton out of gratitude, but she quickly found herself entangled in a web of relentless challenges. Despite these struggles, she stayed true to her commitment to the marriage. In the hospital room, Ashton indifferently attempted to draw her blood, disregarding her discomfort. This callous act was a harsh revelation for Melanie, awakening her to the grim reality of their relationship. Resolved to prioritize her own welfare, she decided to sever ties. With newfound resolve, Melanie filed for divorce. In the process, she unveiled her concealed identities, leaving everyone in shock. Throughout these turbulent times, Melanie realized that Derek, Ashton’s uncle, had been discreetly protecting her all along.
What happens when an all business Alpha planning his chosen's mating ceremony, smells the most wonderful fruity scent that belonged to his curvy mating ceremony planner. Confident plus size Ji'lahni, her two cousins, and friend owns a successful Wedding planning company along with a dance, and self defense workout studio, get hired by their new friend who is like a mother to them to plan her sons wedding I mean mating ceremony? What will happen when the sassy plus size women step into the world of werewolves? Read to find out.
"Ahh!" She was in a moaning mess. She did not want to feel anything for this man. She hated him. His hands began to move all over her body. She gasped when he pulled down the back chain of her dress. The chain stopped at her lower waist, so when he zipped it off, her upper back and waist were exposed. "D-Don't touch m-ummm!" His fingers rolled around her bare back, and she pressed her head against the pillow. His touches were giving her goosebumps all over her body. With a deep angry voice, he whispered in her ear, "I am going to make you forget his touches, kisses, and everything. Every time you touch another man, you will only think of me." - - - Ava Adler was a nerdy omega. People bullied her because they thought she was ugly and unattractive. But Ava secretly loved the bad boy, Ian Dawson. He was the future Alpha of the Mystic Shadow Pack. However, he doesn't give a damn about rules and laws, as he only likes to play around with girls. Ava was unaware of Ian's arrogance until her fate intertwined with his. He neglected her and hurt her deeply. What would happen when Ava turned out to be a beautiful girl who could win over any boy, and Ian looked back and regretted his decisions? What if she had a secret identity that she had yet to discover? What if the tables turned and Ian begged her not to leave him?
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.
Dear readers, this book has resumed daily updates. It took Sabrina three whole years to realize that her husband, Tyrone didn't have a heart. He was the coldest and most indifferent man she had ever met. He never smiled at her, let alone treated her like his wife. To make matters worse, the return of the woman he had eyes for brought Sabrina nothing but divorce papers. Sabrina's heart broke. Hoping that there was still a chance for them to work on their marriage, she asked, "Quick question,Tyrone. Would you still divorce me if I told you that I was pregnant?" "Absolutely!" he responded. Realizing that she didn't mean shit to him, Sabrina decided to let go. She signed the divorce agreement while lying on her sickbed with a broken heart. Surprisingly, that wasn't the end for the couple. It was as if scales fell off Tyrone's eyes after she signed the divorce agreement. The once so heartless man groveled at her bedside and pleaded, "Sabrina, I made a big mistake. Please don't divorce me. I promise to change." Sabrina smiled weakly, not knowing what to do...