When love Cost Me You is a heartfelt story of unspoken love, missed chances, and the pain of realizing one's feelings too late. Dennis, a reserved and caring teacher, has harbored deep feelings for his colleague Lilian but never found the courage to confess. He watches over her from the sidelines, always there but never crossing the line. Lilian, on the other hand, assumes Dennis sees her only as a friend-especially when he gives her no reason to think otherwise. When Raymond, the charming and ambitious son of the school's principal, enters the picture, everything shifts. He and Lilian quickly form a strong bond, and as she grows closer to him, Dennis begins to feel a strange, unfamiliar ache-jealousy. Yet, when she asks Dennis what he thinks of Raymond, hoping for a sign of something deeper between them, his response confirms her doubts: "He's cool. Any lady that bags him sure did win a medal. You both would make a good couple." With those words, Dennis unknowingly pushes Lilian away, and she finally allows herself to embrace her feelings for Raymond. Their growing closeness and eventual engagement force Dennis to confront the painful truth-he has lost her, not because someone else stole her heart, but because he never had the courage to claim it in the first place. A story of love, regret, and the cost of silence, When Silence Cost Me You explores how hesitation can sometimes be the biggest mistake of all.
The rhythmic hum of Dennis's motorcycle filled the early morning air as he slowed to a stop at the familiar corner. Lilian was already waiting, her arms wrapped around her books, her long cardigan swaying in the morning breeze. She smiled as she approached.
"You're early today," she teased, adjusting her bag before swinging a leg over the bike.
Dennis chuckled lightly. "For once, yeah."
This had become their routine-riding to school together, sharing small conversations that should have meant nothing but somehow meant everything. Dennis had never been good at words, but with Lilian, silence felt comfortable.
The high school where they worked came into view-a private institution owned by a well-known businessman. It was a respectable place, one that demanded professionalism from its teachers, yet the environment remained warm. Students walked the halls with familiarity, teachers exchanged greetings, and the scent of fresh chalk and old books lingered in the air.
Dennis parked his bike in their usual spot. As they made their way inside, Annie called out to them from the staff lounge, waving a hand with a cup of coffee in the other. "The duo is here. Lilian, you sure Dennis isn't charging you for gas?"
Lilian laughed, shaking her head. "If he is, he hasn't told me yet."
Dennis only smirked, used to Annie's playful teasing. She had been a good friend since he started teaching here, offering advice and the occasional dose of sarcasm.
As the morning passed, Dennis found himself distracted in class. He watched Lilian through the glass-paneled teachers' room across the hall, her expression animated as she explained something to a student. She was passionate about teaching, about life, and it was one of the many things he admired about her.
And yet, he said nothing.
That afternoon, as they rode home, Lilian sighed, resting her chin lightly on his shoulder. "It's been a long day."
Dennis swallowed hard. It was moments like this-so simple, so natural-that made him wish he could say what was in his heart.
But, as always, he stayed silent.
"The past never stays buried... especially when fate demands justice." Fifteen years ago, Isla's life was shattered. Victimized at a young age, she was left with only her sister, Eliana, and a child she never expected-Lucian. She vowed to build a life for her son, leaving the ghosts of her past behind. But some ghosts refuse to fade. Damien White, the cold and untouchable CEO of Whitemoore Properties, has never been interested in love. Yet, a recurring nightmare torments him-one that feels more like a memory than a dream. When fate brings Isla and Damien face to face, neither realizes the cruel twist destiny has prepared. Unaware that the child he meets is his own blood, Damien finds himself drawn to Isla, oblivious to the truth lurking beneath their connection. Everything changed, when Isla finally found out that the man she had fallen in love with was the same man that victimized her 15years ago. She was torn between seeking revenge and forgiving him. Fate had it's way and they're finally back together. Lucian finally get to experience a father figure in his life.
Falling for My Boss is a captivating office romance filled with tension, passion, and unexpected emotions. Aria never intended to fall for her boss. As a dedicated employee at Sinclair Enterprises, she prides herself on keeping things professional. But when Adrian Sinclair-the demanding yet irresistibly charming CEO-starts occupying her thoughts more than he should, she realizes she's in trouble. Adrian is cold, calculating, and completely off-limits. Yet, behind his sharp suits and stern demeanour, Aria senses a man burdened by secrets and responsibilities. As their professional boundaries blur, stolen glances turn into late-night conversations, and undeniable attraction threatens to change everything. But workplace romance is dangerous, and falling for her boss could cost Aria more than just her job-it could break her heart. Can she resist the temptation, or is she destined to fall for the one man she shouldn't?
There was only one man in Raegan's heart, and it was Mitchel. In the second year of her marriage to him, she got pregnant. Raegan's joy knew no bounds. But before she could break the news to her husband, he served her divorce papers because he wanted to marry his first love. After an accident, Raegan lay in the pool of her own blood and called out to Mitchel for help. Unfortunately, he left with his first love in his arms. Raegan escaped death by the whiskers. Afterward, she decided to get her life back on track. Her name was everywhere years later. Mitchel became very uncomfortable. For some reason, he began to miss her. His heart ached when he saw her all smiles with another man. He crashed her wedding and fell to his knees while she was at the altar. With bloodshot eyes, he queried, "I thought you said your love for me is unbreakable? How come you are getting married to someone else? Come back to me!"
Mia's life is spiraling out of control. Abandoned by her mother, bullied mercilessly at school, and thrown into a household of four dangerously attractive stepbrothers, she's desperate to find her footing. "You look absolutely edible," Sean growled, his eyes devouring her. Mia felt a rush of heat between her thighs "Oh, you think so?" she purred, turning to face him. She reached out and traced her fingers along the ribbon that wrapped around his waist. "Well, I've been waiting for this all day. And I'm starving." Sean's smile grew into a predatory grin. "Then let us feast," he said, and in a flash, the ribbon fell away, exposing his rock-hard length. He stepped closer, and Mia felt the warmth of his breath on her face as he whispered, "You're going to take every inch of us tonight, aren't you?" With Rolex's teasing smirk and Sean's quiet, hot stares, Mia doesn't know where to turn-or who to trust. Every glance, every touch leaves her breathless, confused, and craving more than she should. Will Mia survive their games, or will she lose herself in a dangerous world of secrets, seduction, and forbidden desire? One house. Four brothers. Endless temptation.
For as long as Emily can remember, she has wanted to overcome her shyness and explore her sexuality. Still, everything changes when she receives an invitation to visit one of the town's most prestigious BDSM clubs, DESIRE'S DEN. On the day she chose to peruse the club, she noticed three men, all dressed in suits, standing on the upper level, near the railing. Despite her limited vision, she persisted in fixating on them. Their towering statues belied the toned bodies concealed by their sharply tailored suits-or so she could tell. The hair of two of them was short and dark, and the third had light brown-possibly blond-hair that reached the shoulders. The dark, crimson background incised their figures, exuding an air of mystery and strength. They stood in stark contrast to the unfiltered, primal energy that pulsed through the club. Shocked by the desires these men aroused in her, she was disappointed to learn that they were masters seeking a slave to divide and conquer. She couldn't afford the fee, and she also realized that they were outside her league. Emily hurriedly left the club, feeling disappointed and depressed, unaware that she had also caught the group's attention. A world of wicked pleasure, three handsome men. Over the years, they have lived a life of decadence, their lavish lair serving as a stage for their most sinister desires. But despite the unending parade of willing subjects, one woman sticks out. A mysterious stranger with white porcelain skin and a killer body, a slave, a name with no address, the first lady to attract their eye and they will go to any length to obtain her no matter the consequences.
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."
As a simple assistant, messaging the CEO in the dead of night to request shares of adult films was a bold move. Bethany, unsurprisingly, didn't receive any films. However, the CEO responded that, while he had no films to share, he could offer a live demonstration. After a night filled with passion, Bethany was certain she'd lose her job. But instead, her boss proposed, "Marry me. Please consider it." "Mr. Bates, you're kidding me, right?"
Belinda thought after divorce, they would part ways for good - he could live his life on his own terms, while she could indulge in the rest of hers. However, fate had other plans in store. "My darling, I was wrong. Would you please come back to me?" The man, whom she once loved deeply, lowered his once proud head humbly. "I beg you to return to me." Belinda coldly pushed away the bouquet of flowers he had offered her and coolly replied, "It's too late. The bridge has been burned, and the ashes have long since scattered to the wind!"