Loving a person who's not yet finished loving someone is really sucks... Should I continue loving him? Even if he doesn't know my worth? or Should I stop? (Ps. This story is TagLish)

I'm Lost, I'm suffered pero nagtiis ako, ganoon ko siya ka Mahal but I regret it I lose hope that everyone deserves sometimes i think i was wrong Nakakapagod din pala ? I'm Tazhia Valdez -Ramirez his wife but he treated me like a nothing I'm not a perfect wife but I still deserve a happiness. Sometimes even the thickest rope frays and one get lost. ⒷⓁⓊⒺⒷⒺⓇⓇⓎⓅ

(Formerly "The Playboy Billionaire's Queen") [WARNING: Please be reminded that this story is NOT YET EDITED. This is the FIRST STORY I've ever written and I was still young back then so you might find it CRINGEy. Sorry! READ AT YOUR OWN RISK! *peace*] He's Kyle Anderson and he's known as the youngest billionaire businessman. And every woman are swooning towards him with his striking good looks, sizzling hot body, and charismatic presence. In just a snap of his fingers, he can get what he wants - except Shanelle Violet; the girl who had been hiding from him for certain reasons and the girl he had been looking for for almost 4 years. And though Violet is vocal of not wanting to be back with him... one thing's for sure. He'll definitely get his QUEEN back in any way he knows how. © 2014 MoonLightPurple ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. No part of this story may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system without express written permission from the author.

(Finished) Isaac Grant Velasco and Kyrie Williams hates each other. Well, they were lovers turned to exes - when Kyrie broke up with Isaac because he was too controlling and Isaac reasoning out that Kyrie was a spoiled brat. Years later, Isaac is currently a med student while Kyrie becomes a popular actress - but one Tinder moment gets their lives entangled again. An epistolary.

COMPLETE Let me make this crystal clear, because you don't seem to understand," he said, his voice deceptively calm, but laced with venom. "I paid for you to be my wife. That means you do what I say. You're mine now." He flicked a check toward me, and it fluttered to the ground between us. I couldn't look away from him, though my chest tightened in panic. My hands shook as I fought back tears, refusing to let him see me break. But he wasn't finished. "What did you expect?" he scoffed, eyes narrowing. "This is what gold diggers like you get. Money has a price, and now you're paying yours. Enjoy it, wife." Without another word, he turned and walked away, leaving me standing in the massive, empty living room-speechless, breathless, and drowning in disbelief. I never expected this. © MaryRose 2018. All rights reserved. Content Disclaimer: This story contains scenes of physical and verbal abuse. Reader discretion is advised. My intention is not to romanticize or condone abusive behavior but to present a fictional story for entertainment purposes only. If themes of violence, toxic relationships, or power imbalances are triggering, please proceed with caution or choose a different story. This is a work of fiction and should not be taken as a guide to real-life relationships. Offensive or disruptive comments will be removed to maintain a positive reading experience for all.