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“Why are you angry?” I asked him.  “It's not like we're a couple." He stopped, and stared at me, boring my eyes with his emerald eyes. “If we are…” He paused, clenching his jaw, “then am I allowed to be angry?” I looked at him like he was insane. “Then we’ll take it to that level.” He continued.  “Im serious. I want you. Leizel Snow Garcia Waterstrings is not just fierce. She's more than that. Ending up as an ice cream worker in a local ice cream shop, it was her one step of becoming a strong and independent woman. And that's when a cold-hearted stranger came in view. Eion Aurelio Hudson. Out of seven billion people in the world, the two hard-headed people crossed paths, making her "strong and independent woman" facade slowly fall apart. With all the dramas, free food, forgotten birthdays, Robot handling, idiots around, and emotional crisis, will she be able to melt his winter heart with her blazing fire or will this fire be put away instantly? One Blazing Head. One Winter Heart. Two Hard-headed people. A huge disaster.

Pak! My hand stings at the affect of the slap making me feel how real this is. My brother was blasting the music too loudly in the house. I guess he didn't hear it. And I guess he wouldn't care even if he did. But I felt it resonate in my room. I stare at his face. I don't know what other people would react like when your best friend kisses you out of the blue. But mine was that and the slap was instinctive. I see his expression which showed that he was expecting this from me. He was half apologetic is what I felt. He looks up at me holding his cheek which I just slapped and I thought he was handsome at that moment, out of the 15 years we've known each other. Weird but I couldn't help it. I gulp and he takes a step forward and I move back as a reflex. I don't know if it was a right decision when I came out to him and now I can't go back anyway. But will I regret it, is the question. He keeps advancing as I move back until my back hits the wall. He looks at me dead in the eyes. Aravind comes out to his best friend from childhood, Devanand, only to suddenly finding out that Devanand was also confused about his feelings. Read it to find out if they will find a middle ground and the clarity they want. Disclaimer from Aravind : Do not let your best friend flirt with you ! It is not good for your heart ! I wrote something with my own background this time. Hope you guys will enjoy it just as much.

They say that boyfriends are like jobs: when you don't have one, no one wants you, either. So when an old crush re-enters her life, Dell is determined to "up her market value" by playing on this principle.

Alex don’t know why most of her friends boyfriend are ending up liking her. That’s why her friends brand her as “friend’s boyfriend stealer.” That’s why she starts to lose her friends, which she find it so unfair because she’s not doing anything to those guys. She neither flirts nor show interest to them. She just try to comfort herself thinking that maybe those people are not really her friends that why she lose them easily. Then one day, Bryan her best friend’s ex boyfriend confess to her. She rejected the guy and start to avoid him because she doesn’t want to ruin her friendship with Liz. But Bryan is so persistent and she honestly like the guy too. Is she willing to sacrifice her friendship with Liz just for a guy

Nine years with Graham Blackwood—his career flourished, while I was left with nothing but illness. At the annual meeting, his gaze lingered affectionately on his first love, and he said that the person he owed the most gratitude to was her. Someone asked about me. He smiled, his expression as distant as chrysanthemums: "Her? She chose that all on her own." That's when I realized—sometimes, sincerity is met with nothing but cruelty. It wasn't until I decisively walked out of his world that he finally saw the mistake and began to regret it... One day, we passed each other in the street, and my new boyfriend asked, "Who was that guy?" I smiled and patted his cheek. "Honey, don’t go poking into my past. A good girl like me only likes you." Behind me, Graham was losing his mind...

I’m John. Strongest man in the world. Punch hard enough to break the sky? Done it. Run fast enough to set the air on fire? Tuesday. Heal from getting my jaw kicked off? Don’t even ask. There’s only one tiny problem—this isn’t my world. Here, everything runs on magic: monsters bend space, mages rewrite reality, and apparently the only way home is buried somewhere in all that. I don’t do magic. I do fists. But if learning it is the only way back to my girlfriend, fine. I’ll figure it out. How hard could it be? "Turns out you can’t punch a magic portal… but I’m working on it.”

Jeana is a college student who decided to keep distance from people in order to live in peace. After years of being a popular girl, she now wants to experience a life of an introvert. That was the goal she came with when she first stepped in college. until, "I know right. Eiffel tower looks like a dick!" only minutes later i realized -I said that to a stranger !!- "You are like a magnet. you can't avoid people because they will be attracted no matter how hard you try!" Luke says. "I will move in to live with you!" Clara affirms. "You don't want to avoid people, you want to choose whom to be around. that's the key my darling--"

In the tenth year of my love with Dorian Shaw, he cheated on me. The other woman was his secretary. The lips that had kissed me countless times were now pressed against someone else’s. I turned away without hesitation. But the boy who once loved me so deeply, the Dorian I used to know, knelt in front of me, clutching the hem of my clothes in a death grip, sobbing so hard he could barely breathe. “Why are you punishing me for his mistake? How is that fair to me?”

On my birthday, Ethan brought his petite secretary to attend my birthday party. Melody was wearing the same dress as me, and people around us were whispering and staring at me. "At her age, she's still trying to dress like a young girl." As I shifted my gaze, I noticed that the necklace Melody was wearing was also identical to mine. But this necklace was the one Ethan had bought for me on my birthday last year, and it was supposed to be one-of-a-kind worldwide. Melody, taking advantage of the crowd, shoved me and whispered mockingly in my ear, "An old hag like you only deserves to wear fakes." I lost my balance and fell into the swimming pool. Crawling out of the water in a mess, I was ready to slap Melody back, but as I raised my hand, it was stopped before I could follow through. "Scarlett, look at yourself! What a mess!" It was Ethan. I looked at him in disbelief. He said, "If you don't want to enjoy your birthday, then get out." I pushed him away and left the banquet hall alone. Behind me, he jeered, "Good riddance. At least you won't embarrass yourself here anymore." And so, on my 28th birthday, I found myself walking alone to a law firm. "Hello, I'd like to file for divorce."

Alexander Ashford claimed he was averse to marriage, that he could give me everything except a wedding ring. But then, under the shimmering lights of a romantic aurora, he proposed to his secretary. When I confronted him, my heart breaking with each word, he was cold as ice. “Five years. I’m long past being interested in you. I can’t settle for just one woman. Keeping you around was just out of respect for our past. Amelia Abernathy, you’re not a child. Use your brain and wake up.” As he wished, I woke up. I packed my bags and flew to Argentia, without a single look back. But later, when I was about to marry someone else, he went crazy, desperate to take my wedding ring off. “Marry me, please. Don’t marry him, I beg you…” “I love you, Amelia.” But alas, hearts are easily swayed. His heart changed, and so did mine.