You Are Just A Mistake

"Love, let's go to the park." I went down the stairs, filled with hope, and approached Cloud, hoping for a softer response. "Please, Luna, can you stop this? And don't call me 'love'-I don't love you. Ours is just an arranged marriage, and maybe you've forgotten that you're the reason Stella and I broke up." "Is it my fault, Cloud? I'm a victim too. Do you think I wanted to be tied to a man I don't even love? I'm struggling just as much as you are, Cloud." My voice trembled, pleading for his understanding. "Why don't you just leave me? Oh, right, because you won't have anyone to leech off of if you leave me." He laughed, but his every sneer was filled with anger, especially when our eyes met. "You have no right to say that, Cloud! I've never asked you for money!" I shouted back, holding onto what little dignity I had left. "I'm getting the divorce papers finalized today, and you need to sign them as soon as possible. I can't stand seeing your face every day." But the truth was, every word he said felt like a knife cutting into my heart. "C-Cloud, maybe we can still talk about this." I reached for his hand, still hoping there was a chance, but he pulled it away. "What's there to talk about? Isn't it clear that I don't want you and that I don't love you?" His voice thundered through the mansion, his words like a storm shattering my world. "Right, you don't love me." I laughed, but it was filled with bitterness. I looked at him, trying to hide my tears. "You know, Cloud, I wanted to stay by your side until you learned to love me. But I can't, because you've already given up on us. Yes, you don't love me because I'm the reason you and Stella broke up." "Cloud, I studied how to love you. I admit, at first, I didn't want to be with you. But I couldn't help it. Slowly, I started falling for you, and I foolishly thought that maybe one day, you'd learn to love me too. But no, I was wrong. I just wanted to be loved by you, Cloud, but you denied me even that. My chest felt heavy, and trembling, I stepped back." "You know, I dreamed of you loving me the way you loved Stella. But I guess that's impossible." I laughed again, but this time, it was empty, filled only with sadness and pain. "There's no point in forcing myself on you anymore. Maybe I've suffocated you so much that you're begging for your freedom. I'm sorry for being the reason you and Stella broke up. Don't worry, I'll talk to her." I forced a smile, even as I felt myself breaking inside. "Since your birthday is coming up, my gift to you is my signature on the divorce papers. Just call me when they're ready. I'll start packing." Once inside my room, I collapsed to my knees, letting the tears I'd been holding back flow freely. "Why does it always have to be like this? I just wanted to feel his love..." After I finished packing, I went down the stairs. I found Cloud in the living room, standing with his back to me. "Ah, Cloud, I'm leaving now. Just call me when the divorce papers are ready. Thank you for everything, Cloud." I forced a smile and walked out of the mansion, carrying the feelings I wanted to bury but couldn't let go of. "You're free now, Cloud. You can be with Stella. Even though it hurts, I'll endure it. I took a deep breath. This time, I won't beg for your love."

Synopsis Translation in English She's a Princess... She has everything a girl could ever dream of: Beauty Wisdom Wealth Kindness In short, her life is perfect... But there's one thing she could never have-something more precious than jewels: Freedom. Presenting Yriana Winzyll, the "Princess of Orientalis" from the Kingdom of Hyemenaius. ~~ On the other hand, there is a Prince: Handsome Intelligent Wealthy The only thing he desires is to rule his kingdom and fulfill his destiny as heir to his family's throne. Everything changes when their families decide to arrange their marriage. Will this union end in failure or success? ~~ The story begins with Yriana, caught between her responsibilities and her longing for freedom. Will this marriage bring her closer to her dreams, or will it further bind her in chains? Meanwhile, Kyzer's determination to rule is tested as his heart begins to soften in ways he never expected. Two royals, two dreams, one fate-how will their worlds collide?

In my world, if you're weak, you're done for. I refused to be one of the weak, so I committed myself to intense training to become stronger. I pushed my limits, sharpened my skills, and believed that I could overcome any challenge. But in the end, I died... trying to help someone weak. Or at least, that's what I thought. When I opened my eyes, I found myself in an unfamiliar place. And soon, the truth hit me: I had been reincarnated.

"P-please d-don't," I said to him fearfully. "Uh huh, let me enjoy tonight, baby," he whispered in my ear. Tears streamed down my face as my body trembled from his presence. I never wanted to wear this to our prom. I didn't choose this. I should have refused back then so none of this would have happened. I knew he'd be angry seeing me in this outfit, but we ran out of time, so I couldn't argue anymore. "Please, Kairus, d-don't, s-stop, please," I begged him. "Shhh, don't test my patience, baby. You know what I can do, right?" he grinned. "N-no, p-please," I cried. "The more you beg, the more I want you," he smirked. He's Kairus Jei Styles, the son of the owner of my school, and he's the bad boy everyone fears. He has friends who are also feared at Styles University. He's the man who raped me and turned my four years in their school into a living hell. I'm Allysiah Quin De Villa, and I was 17 years old when Kairus took control of my life. He was 20 at the time, and I later discovered that he was a terrifying psycho bad boy.

When she was forcibly dragged out of her Aunt Leonora's house by armed men, she could do nothing but scream and shout. No matter how much she struggled, she couldn't break free, especially when they covered her mouth and nose with a cloth that had a dizzying smell. Eventually, she lost consciousness. She woke up in a luxurious mansion and met the owner and the mastermind behind her kidnapping-Alted Dela Fuente-her husband. She was utterly confused about what was happening, especially when he insisted that she was Candice Dela Fuente, his deceitful wife. Anger, hatred, and disgust were all she could see in the eyes of the man standing before her. The man was very handsome, but he had an authoritative presence, and the first emotion he showed her was anger. He didn't believe anything she said. She wasn't Candice. She knew herself; her name was Aurora, and she knew she had no husband and could not have any relationship with Mr. Dela Fuente. But he refused to believe her; he wouldn't let her go or escape. She knew the man would make her suffer, but what else was new? Her whole life had been filled with hardship and mistreatment. That was nothing new to her. "You can't fool me, Candice, not again," Mr. Dela Fuente told her through gritted teeth. The blazing anger in his eyes was proof that he would never let her go. How could he believe her when she looked exactly like his wife, Candice? Every angle, eye, nose, shape of the face, even their body, looked like a xerox copy. "You're my wife." That statement made her feel overwhelmed. Wife? Impossible, yet something pushed her to pretend to be his wife. She had many reasons to impersonate Candice. Those reasons urged her to assume Candice's identity, borrow her persona, and escape her own as Aurora Sandoval. She was not his wife... she was not Candice. Life had not been fair in her past, so maybe she could be his fake wife and pretend to be Candice for a while. She was Aurora, and she would become Candice, the lost wife of the rich and well-known Alted Dela Fuente.

I’m hesitant whether to knock or not on the door where the President is. I’m embarrassed by the tight red dress I’m wearing. I couldn’t refuse because if I did, they would have dragged me here by force, so I just followed what they wanted. "Should I go in or not?" I whispered to myself. I thought about the money the President’s bodyguard mentioned—1 million just to talk to me. I was shocked because I needed the money to pay for school this year. I’m entering Grade 12, and I should have saved up by now, especially since the school year is approaching. "I guess I should go in—" I was about to knock when the door suddenly opened. "Are you going to stay there or leave without your money?" he asked seriously. My eyes widened in shock as I found myself face-to-face with the President of the Philippines. He was incredibly muscular and even more handsome in person. “Ahm… I’m going in,” I said, bowing my head as I walked past him. “What do you need? What are we going to do? I can entertain you until tomorrow if 1 million is enough,” I said in rapid succession. I was nervous because it was my first time meeting him. I was lucky, but at the same time, unlucky if he planned to do something else—hopefully not. "Sit on my bed," he said, which startled me, so I quickly obeyed. Shit. He’s scary. He stood in front of me, making me even more anxious. I looked into his eyes, wondering why he was standing there. I watched as he slowly unbuttoned his shirt, never breaking eye contact with me. “W-what are you doing?” I asked, my voice trembling as I averted my gaze. I felt him move closer, so I looked up at him. His facial features were stunning. He was different, very different in person. His eyebrows were thick, and his lips were incredibly red. “Let me taste you,” he said huskily while touching my face. I froze at his words and took a step back. I didn’t expect him to say that to me. What we were about to do was wrong—it wasn’t part of the deal. I couldn’t give myself to him. “No, I don’t want to…” I said, trembling as I tried to step back, but he stopped me, and I could still feel the floor beneath me. He held my chin and then moved his hand to the side of my arm. “I want you…” I couldn’t move because if I refused now, I’d lose the 1 million, and who knows, he might even kill me for saying no. “Mr. President…” I said softly as his hand moved down to my chest. “Lie down,” he ordered in a cold tone, so I obeyed him. Our thighs were still touching, so he spread them apart, and I couldn’t control myself because of how he held my thigh, which was heating me up. “I want to taste your sweet body and lips.” “Please, Mr. President, stop this…” Even though I wanted it, I was still afraid. I could see him licking my entrance as if he were incredibly thirsty. I didn’t know where to turn because this was all so unfamiliar to me. “Ahh… Mr. Pres—” I couldn’t help but moan because of the pleasure. Mr. President, stop this, I can’t control myself. Please. I no longer recognize myself. I want my body, but my body wants him. “You taste so good…” He licked so hard, like I was the most precious dessert of his life. His tongue was out, kissing the sides of my folds. I was going crazy because I could feel something coming out. I couldn’t hold it in anymore, so I let it out, and I saw him lick it and swallow it. I was so surprised. “Move…” I did as he said, lying down properly, still in shock from what had just happened. I saw him undress, removing his pants and boxers, which made my eyes widen. He came closer and closer, making me even more anxious. He leaned on me, then removed my dress so that I was fully naked, and he kissed me hungrily. I couldn’t keep up, so I kept my mouth shut. “Move your mouth, woman. I want to taste you,” he said sternly, scaring me. I kissed him back with the same intensity, making me arch my back. His hands roamed all over my body. He stopped for a moment to look at me completely. “You’re so beautiful, damn woman,” he whispered to me. I moaned when I felt his hand rubbing my breasts, and slowly, he lowered his head to taste my peak, making me groan hard. “Ahh… woman,” he moaned. He returned to my lips, kissing me so hungrily that I couldn’t breathe, so I paused before kissing him back again. But I suddenly cried out when I felt him enter me. “Oh, your first time? Are you okay? Do you want to continue?” he whispered to me. “Yes, please…” So he moved quickly, making me moan. I didn’t know where to turn, seeing how much he was enjoying himself. Then he kissed me again, not hungrily but passionately, as if he wanted me to stay with him. Then I felt myself release, and he did too. He hugged me, and I felt him kiss the nape of my neck. He fell asleep, and I stayed there, crying, thinking about what I had done. When I woke up, I was surprised to find that I was dressed and remembered what had happened last night, something I hadn’t expected. I was still sitting in bed when I caught his.

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."

It was supposed to be a marriage of convenience, but Carrie made the mistake of falling in love with Kristopher. When the time came that she needed him the most, her husband was in the company of another woman. Enough was enough. Carrie chose to divorce Kristopher and move on with her life. Only when she left did Kristopher realize how important she was to him. In the face of his ex-wife’s countless admirers, Kristopher offered her 20 million dollars and proposed a new deal. “Let’s get married again.”

After three loveless years, Neil's betrayal deeply wounded Katelyn. She wasted no time in getting rid of that scoundrel! After the divorce, she devoted herself to career pursuits. Rising to prominence as a top designer, skilled doctor, and brilliant hacker, she became a revered icon. Neil, realizing his grave mistake, tried in vain to win her back, only to witness her magnificent wedding to another. As their vows were broadcast on the world's largest billboard, Vincent slid a ring onto Katelyn's finger and declared, "Katelyn is now my wife, a priceless treasure. Let all who covet her beware!"

On the day of their wedding anniversary, Joshua's mistress drugged Alicia, and she ended up in a stranger's bed. In one night, Alicia lost her innocence, while Joshua's mistress carried his child in her womb. Heartbroken and humiliated, Alicia demanded a divorce, but Joshua saw it as yet another tantrum. When they finally parted ways, she went on to become a renowned artist, sought out and admired by everyone. Consumed by regret, Joshua darkened her doorstep in hopes of reconciliation, only to find her in the arms of a powerful tycoon. "Say hello to your sister-in-law."

My name is Katia, and I am just trying to survive until my fated mate arrives. Which may be easier said than done. Rejectection is the last straw. Whispering my acceptance of his rejection. I run through the pack house, out across the manicured lawn into the forest. "I'm sorry, my sweet girl," I say to my wolf. I'm sorry you have been stuck with me and have had to suffer everything I have. She whispers," it's not your fault, Katia. We came to a cliff with a waterfall. The hurt keeps pounding at me. I need it to stop. My sweet girl, and I just want peace, I keep running and leap off the cliff. Spreading my arms wide, with tears streaming down my face, I fall, not making a sound, waiting for sweet oblivion where we feel nothing ever again. "I love you, my sweet girl! Until we meet again, "My wolf replied just before we hit the water, "I love you too, Katia. I have never regretted a moment with you." The Snow Moon pack is having their last barbecue of the summer next to the waterfall on their land. The adults are laughing and joking while watching the pups play. The alpha, beta, and gamma are swimming with some of the older children and playing a game of Marco Polo. Someone yells, "Oh my goddess, someone just jumped over the waterfall!" Everyone is frozen as they watch what looks to be a child falling arms spread wide, no one makes a sound. The small body hits the water like a plane crashing into the side of a mountain. The alpha, beta, and gamma, spring into action, swimming towards the area the person went under. The alpha is screaming his wolf is going crazy repeating, "Find her. Find her...find her!" They dive and the beta surfaces with a small person in his arms. Alpha takes the girl from his beta, laying her on the ground. The men are shocked by what they see. She is covered in scars and injuries. Her body is twisted and broken. The Beta asks, "Who could have done this to someone so defenseless?" Alpha drops to his knees, repeating, "MATE...MATE...MATE!"

" Don't say anymore word than you already have, don't..." I stuck a finger out at him, sauntering away on my heels when a hand wrapped itself around my arm. Breathlessly he whispered, "You know that I do love you and...fine, what exactly was I supposed to do?" "Protect me and stand up for me. That is what you do for someone who you claim you love!" ************ Out to spite her ex-boyfriend after he had broken up with her on her birthday, Daphne slept with a stranger who turned out to be his uncle while trying to rebuff his words that she was unwanted by others. Was she ready for the wild chase that followed when he found out years later that she had been pregnant with his heirs and that she had been hiding the truth all this while? Faced with the ruthless CEO, known as the beast, who wasn't ready to back down, Daphne does everything possible to make sure her kids wouldn't be taken from her, but what happens when love gets in the mix of it all? Would she be able to conquer these weird feelings and give in her all amidst her scars? And with how deadly he turned out to be? And faced with her ex who still wants her back, what choice is she going to make?