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Braxton Merriweather always gets what he wants. Now, he wants her--Julia Thompson, the wife of one of his workers. From the moment he first laid eyes on her, he knew he had to possess her in every way. When Jeff Thompson takes him up on the bargain he proposes, Braxton is shocked. He's even more surprised when Mrs. Merriweather agrees. But now that he's had a taste of her, he wants more. How can he possess a woman who's already married to someone else? Julia feels trapped by her marriage to her high school sweetheart. In the two years since they've been married, he's changed, and not for the better. When billionaire Braxton Merriweather shows interest in her, she's flattered. And intrigued. Is it possible that one of the richest men in the world could really want her? And if so... what does she do about her husband? The Billionaire CEO's Bargain is a sexy story for mature readers. *************** The Billionaire CEO's Bargain Julia I turn off the hot water and place the last of the breakfast dishes into the dishwasher, giving the kitchen one last glance to make sure I didn’t miss anything. Jeff has already left for work, but if I’ve missed a dish, I’ll have to wash it by hand. He doesn’t like it when I miss something. Satisfied that all of the dishes are in the dishwasher, I put the soap in the compartment and push the start button. It’s not a big machine, but then, only two of us live in our tiny apartment for now. Jeff has made no secret that he hopes to have children soon. I’m not sure I’m ready. I’m not sure we are ready. Once the dishwasher is purring, I start to wipe down the counters and the stove. They are already clean. I constantly wipe down the surfaces in the kitchen because I have nothing better to do. Jeff has also made it clear that he doesn’t want his wife to have a job, even though he knows we could use the money. He has been at the financial advising firm for almost two years now. Meriweather and Associates is a great place to work, but I’m not sure that Jeff is as good at his job as he lets on. He has never gotten a raise, and a few times, he has come home late, drunk, angry that those “assholes” at work just don’t understand him. I think on those days he’s gotten in trouble for messing up his accounts. I can’t think about that, though. Most of the time, our life is comfortable. We live a pretty meager life in the largest city in the country, but no one knows that our existence is so pitiful. Jeff spends most of his salary on appearances, and we have a lot of credit card debt as well. His boss, Braxton Merriweather, is a billionaire. He throws lavish parties and invites people from his company to join him. Jeff never misses a chance because he wants to be a part of that world, even though we really are not. We come from a small town in the midwestern part of the country, thousands of miles from here. Worlds from h...

Rubys Search For Romance After Ruby’s ‘friendship’ with Boye ends, Ruby begins to search for a serious relationship. While she deals with her relationship, she also pursues her dream to become a chartered accountant. During her quest for ‘real and serious’, she endures heartbreaks and she also breaks the heart of some of her suitors. She also meets people that will challenge some of her values. In the same way, her friend Rose, plays an important role in her life, staying by her side through her heartbreaks, anxieties and near-breakdowns. Ama, her friend in her place of work supports her through changes in her workplace and helps her understand more deeply the meaning of friendship. Even though she only set out to find her perfect half, she ends up on a self-discovery journey. *************** Chapter One ：Chapter 1 Chapter One Johnny Drille’s voice filled the room as Ruby powdered her face. She hummed along to the song, feeling his words wash over her. He was her celebrity crush. “Why do you like these boring songs? They make me want to sleep.” Boye turned on the bed, the rumpled sheets going down to his waist. She had woken up to find him scrolling through Twitter. It was about an hour and a half since then, and while she had taken her bath and dressed up, he was still changing positions on the bed as he continued his morning job of twittering. She ignored his question and continued what she was doing. “Are you not going to work today? Abi, you want to take another day off today?” He groaned. “I don't know. Let my guy call me first. You know how my work is.” She opened her mouth to say something but shut it up. It wasn't her business. She didn't need to force him to take his unstable job seriously. “You know that babe I was talking about the other day?” He sat up on the bed and stretched. His brown lean body gleamed in the brightly lit room. A few names ran through her mind. When the answer wasn't forthcoming, she asked, “Which one?” “The one I met at the junction, Stephanie. I just found her page on Instagram. You should check her out.” Yawing loudly, he came down from the bed and wore his slippers. “If you want to ask her out, just do it. There is no need for me to validate her for you. Moreover, my standards and yours are not the same.” It was difficult to keep the bite out of her words, but she tried to sound as casual as possible. Yet, deep down in her heart, she hated the feeling of hurt that had flamed. Just friends, she reminded herself, Bestie. “It's just that I don't want any girl to do me like Josephine. You know na? And you are always quick to point out those tendencies in girls.” He came to stand beside her, picking up a makeup item, looking at it, and then returning it to its position. “That was before, not now. If you want to date any girl, go ahead. I won't stop you. But just inform me when you do, let me pack my load. I don't want any girlfriend wahala.” “Ah babe, noo! we can continue. Even if I find another girl, we can c

Unexpected meeting of them cause her in a danger of being his spot. The cruel monster full of anger. How she will free herself or will she fall for him? How will she change him. *************** Monsters Spot First Meet 1 first Met ~Jenny’s Pov~ I am getting ready for my interview and guess what I am already late I was combing my hairs with one hand while other hand was holding a phone near to my ear as I am talking to my brother Jack, well first let me introduce myself to you ‘I am Jenny, Jennifer Gilbert Living alone on a rental house as I can’t afford a house. Yes, I am alone my parents left me when I was 13 years old from then till now I am just doing jobs to fulfil mine and my brother’s need. He is my step brother, as my uncle doesn’t want him to live with them and my parents adopted him. From that time he is living with us and today he is out of town for higher studies. I am not that much educated but I never stopped him from studying. Well I think it’s enough about my life let’s continue then "I am already too much late I have to go I will call you so Jack ok bye my dear take care" I cutting the call taken my bag just run towards the gate. Locking the house I ran out as I am already 10 minutes late and to my luck there is no taxi. I stood there for almost 5 minutes but no one stopped I took a short cut, it's a silent road, no cars, no bikes nothing, not even a single person, it's a quiet place. I was almost running in the middle of the road. But stopped due to the lack of oxygen suddunly something collided with my legs I was going to slip and just fell on the car thankfully nothing happened to me I was save and sound. I after controlling my balance look at the driver seat to see a driver I was just going to yell but before I could say anything the car start moving from an other side. I came in front of it again and this time he stopped it before it could collide with me again I rush to the driver seat he pull down the mirror, I was just going to yell on him but his innocent and scary face made me stop. I turn my eyes to look back on passenger seat to see a young man sitting with full focus on his phone. I rush there to to take his...

Michelle loves her only brother, Michael, so much that she is willing to do everything for him. That is why when her brother was diagnosed with lupus, she became desperate. If she had to sell her soul, then she would do it just to save her brother's life. And then she met Rafael Standford. He offered her some help but she knew that there is a catch to that. And she was right. In exchange for his help, she has to offer him her body. In exchange for her brother's medication, she has to give in to his sexual desires and fulfill his every sexual fantasy. *************** Owned By Him Prologue "Your brother is suffering from Lupus, Ms. Smith. " The doctor informed Michelle after examining her brother. She rushed her brother to the hospital after he had a high fever and had a seizure. She was very nervous earlier while his brother was inside the emergency room and was being examined by doctors. "W-what is that? " She asked nervously. "Lupus is a long-term autoimmune disease. It destroys various parts of our body. " The doctor explained. She sucked her breath after hearing what the doctor said. "I-it can be treated, right? " She was silently praying that the doctor would say 'yes''. "Fortunately, it can be treated. Good thing you rushed your brother right away here in the hospital. Lupus is a life-threatening disease, Ms. Smith but it can be successfully managed, of course with the help of our medicines. " "Do everything you need to do, Doc to heal my brother. " The doctor nodded and smiled at her genuinely. "We'll do everything that we can to help your brother, Ms. Smith. For now, we need to run some tests to identify what kind of lupus he has. But let me just inform you, Ms. Smith, you will need a lot of money for your brother's medicines so you better get ready. " The doctor said then tapped her on the shoulder and left. She weakly sat down in the chair and covered her face with her palm. She sighed heavily as her eyes started to water until her tears finally fell then she started sobbing. She don't know what to do anymore. She don't know where to look for money, she's even having a hard time finding a penny to buy themselves food, and now, she has to look for money again for her brother's medicinal needs. If only their parents were alive, if their parents were not involved in an accident at the same time, then they wouldn't be living like this. They will not suffer. It was five years ago when she was just 15 years old while his brother was 6 years old when their parents died due to a car accident. And since her fami...

Sophia Lane is the queen of oversized sweaters and perfectly brewed cups of coffee. She's beautiful and delicate and so painfully misunderstood, but her innocent stare holds a savory secret. She's unforgivably and irrevocably in love with her European Literature Professor. Thomas Crane, a gorgeous thirty-one year old Literature professor, has been wreaking havoc on Duke University since he accepted the position last year. The female student body is beside itself with unrequited fantasies and flirtatious looks, but their efforts are in vain. *************** Love Letters Sweet Milk The light danced across her supple mocha skin like... The water pooled effortlessly around her milky thighs like... Hell no! Milky thighs? That's just gross. I rub my temples and sigh bitterly as my tired eyes stare blankly at the empty cup sitting parallel to my computer, shamelessly blaming it for my inability to write anything good this evening. I've been stuck on the same sentence in my story for thirty-eight minutes exactly now because apparently, I can't seem to escape coffee based analogies. Writers' block can kiss my ass, that's for sure. "Clara, another French roast, soy milk, and two sugars please," I call out to the friendly barista I've come to desperately rely on since beginning my time at this university. This is the closest café to my apartment, and since I don't have a car it's been a saving grace when I get cabin fever. Clara gives me a nod of acknowledgment along with a flirtatious smile. Every time I choose this coffee shop I can feel the heat of her inquisitive gaze on me, but I try to ignore her obvious hints. It isn't that I don't think she's beautiful, she unmistakably is, my heart has just already been stolen by someone else. Someone that is forbidden. Trying to clear my mind, I take these moments of caffeine anticipation to stretch my legs under the table and fully absorb my surroundings. I yawn and wiggle my fingers, my stiff joints cracking slightly as I do in true writers’ fashion. Powdery White snow falls from the sky, and I'm selfishly overwhelmed with appreciation for the Cafe's central heating system and roaring wood burning fireplace. I wrap my baggy beige cotton clad arms around my chest and stare out at the deafening white as it plasters the streets in dangerous blankets. Wow, I do not want to walk home in that. My left hand instinctively moves upwards and rummages through my auburn hair as I lose myself even further to my own subconscious. I'm only slightly aware of just how shallow I must look ri...

Weston Edmonds meets Tilda Brentwood singer and actress at a party. They spend one night together that Weston imagines as a one-shot. Tilda is a star, and Weston is in appearance an everyday nobody, yet Tilda seems to know everything about him. Perhaps she knows a little too much. *************** OVER AGAIN WOMAN This body, these curves, and movements — they're so intoxicating. Eyes, lips, and skin, everything seems so familiar as if they were mine to possess. Is she a stranger? No. She knows all my preferences and anticipates all my desires? “Tilda. ” The rays of sunlight shone on Weston’s smiling face. Weston sat up on his bed pondering, never did a dream seem so real it made him doubt his sanity. Slumber burdened his eyelids, which hoped to close and dream again. Weston stretched and turned away from the relentless rays of the new day to face a wall, no a delicate spine of—. Weston tugged and lifted the sheets to confirm the presence of a pantiless woman. “Good God,” yelled the man springing away while he clung to the sheets close to his own naked body. Sound asleep, the man’s gestures did not shake or stir the stranger as Weston slipped out of bed like a catfish to assess the unseemly situation. “First put something on, Weston,” for once the heavens helped as his trunks were at his feet. “Now glasses,” his rims waited on his nightstand. “Okay, who are you, Miss? ” Weston whispered as he walked around his bed to take a glimpse of the woman’s face. “Oh my good God,” gasped the man placing a hand in front of his gaping mouth. Though he was in the reassuring space of his home, Weston wanted to run. “Tilda Brentwood no-no-no Tilda Brentwood—,” Weston muttered, blinking twice, hoping to chase the mirage away while praying it would stay. Tiptoeing closer Weston knelt and lifted a few strands of curls to contemplate the marvel. “Tilda Brentwood,” he whispered, placing his hand on his heart, from this day forth, I believe in miracles. Tilda groaned, making the man shoot up, shit; she will wake up and discover she slept with a measly nobody, a community manager. Panic struck, the man backed away, for him, Tilda was heaven-sent, but what would Weston represent to her? An error, a one night stand, one would be willing to be lobotomized to forget having spen...

Was it so wrong for her to learn swordsmanship? Yes, after all woman were supposed to be frail, and quiet homemakers. Alas, she was anything but. Her dear father encouraged her whims, letting her enjoy a rowdy friendship with Elric, and all the training she could ask for. It was pure freedom from her womanly expectations. Then, in her 19th year, he passed away. Her brother, Cross, was now the owner of her. Merciless man, he was. However, it was not an ending, but a beginning. It was now about adventure, love, battle, and blood, along with new friends and places. Soon… Soon she would gain the strength to change her fate, and her sisters. Warning: High fantasy, interspecies relationships, anguish, possible reverse harem *************** Master of Dragons Chapter 1 A flash of purple stopped her, her breath fogging in the frigid air. She inhaled, the smell of morning dew and leaf decay filling her nose. Birds were only now starting to wake, their songs filling the air along with the rush of the stream. Again, purple glinted, this time she was able to spot from where. In the streams muddy bed laid a rock of violet. Her dog bumped her leg, the fowl's blood had begun to seep into her dress, she noted as she pat his head absently. She was about a quarter day from home, her hunt had taken her far in the attempt to find prey. It would be better to wash the meat now, she decided. Plus, she was far enough from the city that no one would run upon her in her bloomers. After all, most travelers tended to stick to the main roads. Her eyes trailed to the waters bed where the object laid, as if it was calling her. How silly, she grinned as she began to untie her cloak. She unstrapped her bastard sword from her hip, and unwound her quiver from her torso next. The air was cold against her light dress, her warm cloak abandoned with her treasured items on the mossy ground. Even if just pottery washed up, long lost by the swift current, she might be able to trade it for medicine for her father. Violet was not a common color in these parts. Sometimes when the traveling merchants would pass though they would have items of vibrant color and odd design; they always sold well in her city. Clad in undergarments, she dropped the fowls in front of her dog. "Make sure the scavengers don't get it, will ya' pup? " She giggled when the dog licked her hand, oblivious of her human words. He was a herding dog, black and white in color, eyes blue as the sky. He often accompanied her on her hunts, despite her brothers protests. Well, it wasn't like they had much of a flock to heard anymore. Ever since her father fell ill in the winter, they had been selling off their flock in order to get medicine. Now all they ...

In the 20th century, India got freedom from the British Raj after 150 years, but women in the country were still caged in the shackles of old rituals and brutal mindsets. When watching dreams were unacceptable for any woman, Tara raised higher to achieve her only dream. But after knowing the truth of her child marriage with her childhood friend Aakash, she felt like giving up on her dreams. But he was adamant to not let her give up yet. The wind of his never-ending support ignited a fire within her dreams, She wanted to fly high and he became her wings, His love was like the sky for her and she was the only star in it. The story of Akash - Tara's friendship and their journey to complete her only dream. Will things remain the same when love will enter in their friendship? *************** To The Moon And Back Chapter 1 Bengal India 1945 (News playing on the Radio) The Government Of India has conducted one more meeting regarding child marriage restriction act as it was opposed by some religious orthodoxy communities. In this controversial bill, any girl child marriage under the age of fourteen and any boy child marriage under the age of eighteen will be illegal. The family of the child will be punishable as per the new act in the whole of British India. Little Tara was keeping the books in her school bag one by one. Mainly she kept her drawing book and few paper cut out of the moon then she kept her drawing colours very carefully. She adjusted her two braids side to side and after buckling her bag she hanged it on her shoulder and ran down hurriedly. Hearing her footsteps coming down, her mother Sarita quickly poured the milk in the glass for her daughter. “Tara” Her mother came out of the kitchen holding the glass of milk. Little Tara ran ahead ignoring her mother’s yelling at her to avoid drinking milk. Before her little feet step out of the house, her father Subodh quickly held her up in his arms. “Aaaaa Papa let me go” She whined in his arms. Her father chuckled looking at her. She looked so small in his arms, but she wasn’t like she looks. She always threw tantrums whenever her mother tried to give her milk to drink. Little Tara ran everywhere in the house, hiding behind the sofa and big drums in the veranda. She would vanish immediately the moment her mother called for her name at the specific time, knowing it would be for drinking milk. It was difficult to catch little Tara and a more difficult task was to make her drink the whole glass of milk. Her father always looked after this duty. “First drink this milk” Her father said taking the milk glass from his wife’s hand and held near little Tara’s mouth. “Bleh” Little Tara made faces pulling out her tongue. Showing how much she hated drinking milk. “Tara you are not a baby anym...

Rachel is a complete fanatic about fashion, it's the only thing she wants to do and she has been preparing to do that during this spring break. Along with her friends she looks for inspiration to be the designer of her dream boutique. The only things that wants to limit her from fulfilling her that dream that she has ever since her parents divorced is the inspiration to come up with her biggest assignment. But when Kyle her best friend offers to be her boyfriend she she could come up with inspiration, Rachel then realizes that she has always like him. She realizes how tall he has grown, how manly he has truly been built into and yes, her world is been stirred up by her best friend. But, she isn't the only one that feels that way. They began to hang out just for spring break until she comes up with something profound, but when she realises that her friend also has a crush on him she is pulled back by her emotions, but her new found love will still triumph. And yes, she will be able to catch her dream by the t *************** SPRING BREAK one Rachel Hobbins, raven hair, dark eyes, model height has the tendency of becoming the most successful person in class gold. She is the class Madonna, competitive and of a rusty nature. Her biggest flaw are people–ones who turn back from others, and betray kindness, trust and decency. She is a fashion fanatic and would push everything aside to go shopping–finding something that fits her aesthetic. It was a dream come true for her to be born in a family where her mom just by destiny–owns the popular design–FK. Rachel is simply waking in the steps her mother had paved for her, it is a whirlwind of glitters and glamours, fancy clothes and silky hair–don't forget the Cinderella's slippers. But, she doesn't have a step mother nor evil sisters, she's the heiress of her own mansion. As history class goes her on, her eyes are focused on board and the movement of Mr Frost's mouth, she look at and catches at every of his simple attempts. From dipping his hands into his pocket, opening the pages of his books and fixes his glasses properly. And as he tries to say something else, the bell rings and everyone is furious with joy, because Hello, it's spring break. It is the beginning of that holiday when we hearts meet new hearts and old souls meet new souls. Mr Frost tries to still one the volume of the class but it is pushed back by the clutters if the tables and chairs and excitement of Class A. Rachel, on the other hand stands gently from her seat in the most elegant way possible and grabs her bag. She brushes her hair gently with her left hand and grabs her books on the desk. It is the beginning of spring break and she has a long to do list of things to attain in this break. As she comes out of the class, she realizes that the excitement is everywhere. There is a jubilee of people just patting each other and shaking hands, legs or something as they walk in cheer. Rachel waits for her own group of fr

Audrey Swanson wouldn’t have thought she’d be interested in his kind of guy. People change. Their preferences change. Their choices change. It is a matter of learning new things and your perspective on various matters could change. She initially thought she’d prefer outspoken guys who know what they want and who act to get what they want. She’s so done with that kind of guy. She finds herself liking the opposite. A quiet, reliable man who lets a woman take the reins. *************** Willingly: Her Version Chapter One I met him in college. He's not in my circle of friends, but I saw him from time to time. We had one encounter and it stuck to my mind. At the time, I was dating Brent. He's my classmate and he's been persistent in pursuing me so I decided to date him. A lot of girls like him, but he's kind of arrogant. He knows a lot of girls want him but he rarely flirts with them. Not in front of me, anyway. Apparently, he does when I'm not around. But I only learned about that after I broke up with him. Anyway, what was the situation again? We were at Scott's place, and he's having a party. He invited a lot of people. His parents' place is big and they have a huge swimming pool in the back. He's loaded so it's not an issue to him to hold such parties every month. Yes, he does it every month. It was during one of those parties. I came with Brent and we got separated as we hang out with our respective friends. Me with the girls and him with the guys. At one point, I met him near the pool and we made out on one of the benches available. It was hot. I've been with him a few times. I lost him when I went inside the house to get something to eat. Scott ordered a lot of pizza. As the night went on and it neared midnight, I felt like going home already. I went around the place to look for Brent. Someone said they saw him upstairs, probably with the guys. Sometimes, they watch things in secret. I went up and tried each door I came across. The third door was open. I looked inside and the window was open, too. I called out but no one answered. I'm not sure what's gotten into me, but the flowing curtains got me curious. The wind is blowing from outside. As I neared the window, though, a man came in. I was surprised but I rarely shriek or shout when I do. I recognized him. He took one look at me and he pulled me into him. I wasn't expecting the kiss, he ravaged, he demanded, but since I don't know him and I don't like h...

Joanna is a low-key romance writer that often deleted her stories before it reached the ending. She never had a completed manuscript, and she never experienced getting publish. That’s why she was shocked to find a book that has her pen name on the cover. It was clearly labeled written by her, but how come? She never finished a story! Moving on from what she thought was just a dream, Joanna continued being the ‘cliff-hanger’ type of writer. Until a fictional-looking handsome man approached her and claimed he’s the second male lead character that she left hanging on her deleted romance book! And, he said, he needed a happy ending from her! *************** Kiss the Author Prologue: Deleted “WHY DON’T you just accept the truth that Amelia doesn’t love you? ” Richard told Rowan when he insisted on taking Amelia home. “She’s not interested in guys like you. ” “Are you sure? ” Rowan smirked. “Did you know what’s on her mind? ” He snatched Amelia’s bag from him. “Being the male lead doesn’t give you all the right for the female lead. ” Richard knotted his forehead. “What are you saying? ” Rowan shook his head. “I don’t want to tell you,” he said and started walking towards the clinic. But Richard blocked his way. “Move away—” “I will be the one taking Amelia home! ” he shouted and pushed him away. “Why don’t you just remained on where are you are on Amelia’s life, Rowan? ” “Stay where I was? ” he laughed. “Do you think I’ll just let you win this battle without doing something that could prove myself to her? ” He shook his head. “I’m Amelia’s childhood friend. We grew up together, and we know the secrets and weaknesses of each other. How about you? You just suddenly appeared from nowhere and stood between us. ” Richard scowled at him. “Do we really have to fight for this simple effort to help Amelia? ” he asked, starting to get annoyed by his constant interruption. “Amelia is in the clinic now, and she needs me to take her home—” “She’s sick and needs someone that knows all her wounds,” Rowan cut off. “And, there’s no other person that could take care of her even after this chapter ends, but only me. ” “Why do you keep on saying nonsense? ” Richard said frustratingly. “If you really wanted to go to Amelia, go on. But, I’ll follow you and make her choose who between us she preferred to take her home. ” Rowan clenched his jaw. “Where did you get that stupid and ridiculous suggestion? ” he asked and walked past him. The ladies in their university followed them with their wide-eyes and squeals. Richard and Rowan were used to this kind of attention because they are the basketball team’s golden duo. But ...

Saudade is described as a kind of melancholy yearning. Melancholy means sad, and yearning is a strong, persistent longing or desire, especially for something unattainable ; a recurring theme in Portuguese and Brazilian literature, “saudade”refers to a sense of loneliness and incompleteness. Saudade is not even enough of a word to describe how these two people feel. *************** Saudade one I held unto my chest as I start vomiting on the toilet, its happening again, and it hurts. My chest feels constricted, like I can't breathe, like I'm burning. My throat hurts already, please stop. My heart starts to beat faster as I keep throwing up. A mixture of blood and forget-me-not petals, a view only myself can see whenever I start to feel my heart and chest hurting, whenever I see them together this happens. Ah! unrequited love, why do you have to be so cruel? "Mona, are you in here? " "Shit-" "Ramona? " "I-I'm here, sorry, hold on! " I quickly flushed the toilet and wiped the sides of my mouth. "Are you okay? " Greta asked as I walk out of the toilet cubicle; "Yeah I'm okay" I went straight to the sink to wash my hands and rinse my mouth. "You look really pale, did it happen again? " She asked sounding really worried, I can't blame her, I shouldn't have told her. . I nodded as I took paper towels from the nearby dispenser, wiping my hands and face. Oliver Weiss Ollie I met him way back kindergarten, he was shy, awkward and has a bird nest for hair. He just moved in our little town of North Vernon, Indiana. His mother died of an illness that he doesn't want to talk about so we don't pry and that's one of the many reasons why they had to move and also because he's dad's job was relocated here too. Kids in the kindergarten would make fun of him because he doesn't talk when you speak with him so he is often bullied for that. Greta and I had been best friend's since then so we decided to be his friend instead, it took a lot of my toys and biscuits to bribe him to play with us but after days of insisting and annoying him he finally gave in and started to open up, he was still shy and awkward but at least he acknowledges that you're talking to him and he listens. And that's when it started, the three of us were inseparable, where one goes the two has to follow. Ollie and Greta were everything to me and they were my only friends, they were fa...

After the death of her aunt Violet, Ailsa begins to dream about a mysterious woman. Her quest to find out who she is may be the key to unlocking shocking details about aunt Violet's past. And yet, she can’t help feeling distracted by a familiar face from her own past; a face it seems, she can’t stop running into… A slow burn romance with a plus-sized heroine that’ll get you feeling nostalgic, this well-written book will draw you in with warm breezes and magical, African sunsets, and will stay with you long after you've read the last page. *************** With the Fading Sunset Chapter 1 She opened her eyes, her hands cocooned around the microphone at her lips as words flowed softly from her mouth into its metal face. Around her, her voice floated into the night, boosted by speakers strategically placed in the garden. Somebody whooped and clapped, and she smiled a secretive, seductive smile, one that appeared knowing and personal, her eyes finding the source in the sea of tables laid out below her. Truthfully, she didn’t know who the cheer had come from, or if it was the same person who was now clapping, but this was the person Ailsa became when she was on stage – somebody mysterious who smiled equally mysterious smiles. She came to the part of the song where the music itself took lead, and she paused to let the band behind her play, casting her eyes over the diners again. Next to the stage was a tree that stretched one of its longer branches protectively over the stage, and from this same branch hung some small stage lights. It was these very same stage lights that made it harder to distinguish faces from the crowd. It was easier that way, honestly. She wasn’t sure she would have been able to get on stage if she had clearly been able to see all the faces before her. Singing like this, blindly, was more freeing. And anyway, Ailsa knew there was no one here she would know. Above the round tables in front of her, and the orange light they bathed in, the night sky crouched, stars winking beguilingly at Ailsa as though returning her mysterious stage smile. She faced the people once more, her mouth opening as the song drew to its close. The first stanza was repeated, sung in almost a whisper. Her eyes closed once more and she pictured herself as enticing them into leaning forward, hanging on her every word… And then it was over, and they were all clapping gamely. Nobody called her name because they didn’t know who she was. Ailsa smiled; her hostess smile, it was a different smile altogether. She side-st...

Eliza Benitez suffered from a mental,emotional and physical abuse from her mother,dahil sa sobrang pagkokontrol nito sa kanyang buhay. Kaya naman nagkaroon siya ng nervous breakdown. At dahil doon ay ipinasok siya sa isang mental health facility.Naging payapa ang kanyang pananatili sa pasilidad na iyon,dahil kay Lola Miranda.Ito ang kanyang naging sandigan.Ang matanda ang itinuring niyang kapamilya habang nasa loob siya. Ngunit hindi niya inaasahan na mawawala sa kanyang buhay si Lola Mirnada.Hindi rin niya inaasahan na pamamanhan siya nito ng isang malaking rancho sa kanilang probinsya sa Pangasinan! Napagpasiyahan niyang pumunta sa lugar na iyon,but she had a surprise of her life nang makilala niya ang apo ni Lola Miranda na isuko ang lupain na ipinamana sa kanya. Kailangan niyang ipaglaban ang kanyang karapatan,pero MAPAGLALABANAN ba niya ang isinisigaw ng kanyang puso dahil na rin sa lalaking ito? O baka naman nababaliw lang siya? *************** Crazy,Beautiful Stranger Chapter One: The Broken Glass At bakit ngayon ka lang,Eliza? Kanina pa nandito si Dr. Lee! Saan ka nanaman ba gumala at natagalan ka sa pagbili ng gamot ko? " ang agad na singhal ng kanyang ina nang makabalik na siya sa ward ng St Mattheus Hospital. Namula si Eliza matapos masinghalan ng ina sa harap ng maraming tao. Bukod sa kanilang dalawa ay may tatlo pang mga pasyente sa ward na iyon,kasama ang kanya-kanyang bantay. Idagdag pa doon si Dr Clark Lee,ang Cardiologist ng kanyang ina at isang nurse. She's already 35 years old pero kung kagalitan siya ng ina ay para siyang limang taong gulang. Para tuloy gusto niyang lumubog sa kanyang kinatatayuan. "Pasensiya na po at hinanap ko pa ang isang gamot na hindi available sa ibang botika. " "Hay naku,aatakehin ako sa iyo! Sa sobrang bagal mo ay baka mamatay na ako sa kakahintay sa'yo! " patuloy na pagtataray ng ina. Sumailalim kasi ang kanyang ina sa "Angiogram" kung saan may ipinasok ang cardiologist na maliit na wire sa inner thigh hanggang sa singit. Ipinasok ang wire sa loob ng katawan ng ina hanggang sa makarating ito sa puso upang tignan kung ilan ang baradong ugat sa puso ng ina. Sinabi ng doktor sa kanila na hindi na kailangang i-open heart surgery ang ina dahil puwede pa namang matunaw sa gamot ang bara sa ugat nito. As long as her mother would follow a strict healthy diet,kapag regular nitong naiinom ang mga gamot at regular din ang pa-check up nito sa cardiologist at wala namang magiging problema. Ngunit simula nang makalabas ang ina mula sa ospital ay mas naging demanding ito pagdating sa kanyang atensiyon. Pakiramdam ng ina ay imbalido na ito,ngunit normal naman niyang naigagalaw ang buong katawan. Sa sobrang pagiging demanding nito ay naapektuhan na rin ang kanyang trabaho at iba pang aspeto sa kanyang buhay... "Mrs. Benitez,kakasabi ko lang sa inyo na naging maayos ang inyong Angiogram at hindi na natin kinailangan na mag-open heart surgery. Maaayos po ang kalagayan ninyo ku...

Pretending to be someone you don't want to be, is the most difficult thing that Mallory have done. She needs to do this, in order for her to continue helping her parents. She will pretend to be Canon's wife. Canon, the most intellectual man when it comes to business, he's unpredictable and hard to read. A ruthless man who will eventually meet a soft spoken lady that will make his life turn upside down. “Pretend, don't cross the line. You just have to pretend, Mallory. I will never consider you as my real wife. Never in my life.” *************** Chasing after Him Prologue "Get out! You slut! I will never let you step in my house! " He shouted right in front of my face. My hands are shaking while packing my clothes. I was caught off guard when he grab my arms and almost throw me outside. My tears are flowing non stop. I never imagined that this day will come, I never imagined that he will eventually hurt me like this. This is out of my fantasy, maybe I always fantasized the image of him hugging me tight and saying I love you's every morning. I always imagine myself being kissed by him that I forgot that he will never love me. All this time, I thought we were something. I thought he already loved me. I'm just assuming things, now he's in front me, mad at me. I can't stand seeing myself treating like a trash, I stand up and gather some strength to finally left our home. I consider myself as his wife the moment I married him, but it felts like he never treated me the way he should treat his own wife. I touches my tummy, baby it's alright we can live without your father. I've gone enough, he's being too much. I'm sorry but I did all my best, I'm already tired chasing after him. "Clear! " The doctor announced as he tried to survive the heartbeat of my father. My mommy is beside, she's crying the whole night. I can't contain the sadness I'm feeling right now. I needed to be strong, I need to pretend that everything will be okay which is impossible. I cover my mouth using my hand, when we heard that his heart beat finally back. Thank God, my mom is hugging me right now. At least, God gave us another chance to be with my Dad. We immediately left the emergency room as the nurse trying to transfer my Dad into regular room. "Your Dad is recovering, the only problem we have is the hospital bills. We are here for a month now, I don't know how can we pay the bills. " My Mom states. I immeditely tell her that I will do my best to find money to pay our hospital bills. "For now, let's just worry abo...

Han Yue Ling, a peerless beauty with a great personality, but she carries a lot of secrets. She loved a man for 10 years, but on the day of her wedding, fate decided to play a cruel joke on her and take the man away. Three years later, she decides to move away. She stumbles upon Lu Tian, the ruthless and cold CEO of Corps. *************** Unexpected Second Chance at Love Chapter 1 Thunder roared as grey clouds cover the sky. Rain makes it way onto the grounds of City Z, Korea. People running to find shelter while the streets were busy with traffic. The sound of an ambulance siren wails as it makes its way to the emergency entrance of City Hospital and stops. The doors of the ambulance were push open with great force as two paramedics jump out. Nurses and doctors were already waiting to help to the patient on the stretcher. "We have a male patient in critical condition from a car accident. His pulse is extremely weak. " Cries one of the paramedic. Laying on the stretcher was a man wearing a black tuxedo. His handsome face and body was covered blood. "We cannot stall here. Bring him to the Operating Room! " Shouts one of the doctors to the nurses. Each person given their own task as they rush at full speed to the operating Room. After the quick disappearance of the doctors and nurses, a man with a short side parted hair descends from the ambulance. Despite the white bandages on his head and arm, he was still a handsome man in his twenties. Yet, his eyes at this moment were spiritless as if he was in a horrible nightmare. He follows after doctors and nurses into the OR, but unfortunately, he was stopped outside the operation room. The nurse that stopped the man asks, "Excuse me sir, did you come in with the patient just now? " The man did not answer. After a few calls from the nurse did he comeback from his trance. He looks at the nurse and spoke in a choked and hoarse voice, "Will he be okay? " "I'm not sure, but as of right now, the doctors and nurses are helping him. Please go to the front and fill out some paperwork for the patient. " Ushered the nurse. Just when the man was about to turn around, the doors to the operation room opens and the same doctor from earlier steps out of the operating room followed by the nurses. Seeing how quick they were, the man frown and a deep dreaded feeli...

My names Chad, I'm the proud owner of the latest sex industries newest club. It's a place where men come to get their dicks wet. A place where they're free to act out their most desired fantasies. And they're in luck because my girls are filthy little tarts that love a good rooting! **************************************** "Fuck yeah!" He groaned loudly as he continued to thrust into my mouth. "Tell me you love it." He panted. "Tell me my cocks big and you want it." "I fucking hate it! Your cocks about as small as my little finger and you wonder why your wife won't touch you!" I mumbled with my mouth full of dick. He's so fucking high on reaching his climax he didn't bother to pull out. So, I'm free to mumble whatever I like. His cock jerks once, twice, and I go to pull away. He forces my head further towards him and cums in my mouth. "Swallow it you dirty little whore!" His body trembles from his orgasm. I fucking hate the taste of old seedy cum and refuse to *************** CLUBROOMS DIARY Beggars can't be choosers MALAYINA May 8th 2018 I arrive at the club with two minutes to spare, I know Chad's gonna be pissed if he catches me being late again. I need this job! I need to earn enough money to skip town and never look back. Clubrooms was the only place that hired me on the spot, being a sex worker was not on my list of fantasy jobs. But you know how the saying goes... "Beggars can't be choosers. " And I definitely didn't have the luxury of choosing. You see, Four years ago, I stole a car. I stole a car to get away from my abusive father. The problems not why I stole the car, but whose car I stole. At fourteen years of age, I didn't have any sense of street smart what so ever. Fuck.. I'm still confused to this day, why the keys were left in the damn car. Let me take you back to the beginning. . So you know why I suck dick for a living. My father came home drunk, after another wasteful day looking for work. Even I knew it was pointless, no one was gonna hire the towns drunk. "Where's my breakfast brat! " He slurred, burping. "It's One in the afternoon. " I looked at him confused. "What did you say to me? " He stumbled towards me at the kitchen sink. "Nothing Sir. " I quickly replied. "You ungrateful brat! " He yelled as he struck me across the face. "Daddy please no! " I cried out as I fell to the ground. My father bent down and dragged me up by the roots of my hair. I cried out in pain, scratching at his hands. His hands fell from my head and tore the shoulder of my dress off. "You're a spitting image of your mother in that dress. " He sneered as he unbuckled his belt, pulling it out from his jeans. I knew what was coming and I fucking hated it every time. He would beat me with the belt, then stand over me wanking himself to climax. He'd tell me how naughty I've been and how horrible it would make him feel afterwards. But he never called me by my n

❝Her revenge was their salvation❞ •☪• IT ONLY TOOK TWO GUNSHOTS for the strongest man I knew, to collapse to his knees. Hot red liquid poured from the two puncture holes in his chest. With his mouth agape, and eyes wide, my father was utterly hopeless against his assailant. The screams that shredded through my vocal cords did nothing to deter this murderer's agenda, and to finish my father off. The black hood he wore masked his face in a dark shadow, his features unidentifiable besides the ugly grin plastered across his lips, chin dotted with my father's blood. •☪• 17+ Extended Synopsis Inside. A dark fantasy, contemporary romance. *************** Destined Mage | Bk. 1 Destined Mage Emily Harvey, January 2021. Copyright © Destined Mage. All Rights Reserved. ───☪─── G E N R E S Primary : Dark Fantasy Secondaries : Coming of Age Contemporary Romance Action/Violence Drama ───☪─── ❝She had the power to destroy them all❞ ───☪─── E X T E N D E D S Y N O P S I S 17 year old Angelina Camden didn't exactly have that normal upbringing most teenagers her age would. If it was traumatic enough, learning that her mother was murdered at the age of five, the night of her high school graduation, she witnessed her father's murder right in front of her eyes. Helpless. Angelina barely escaped with her life, but only with the help of a few of the hottest strangers she's ever met. Forced to follow them, she's thrust into a world she never knew existed, and given a life altering choice from the Gods that created her. For Angelina, however, her decision was already made. Vengeance for her father's death was the only thing on her mind. She just had to save the world, first. Powers are unlocked; secrets are revealed. Lines are drawn; sides are taken. Darkness was coming, and the world was ending. Angelina Camden could save the world, but she had the power to destroy them all. ───☪─── M A I N C A S T Zac Efron as Ryder Griffen ☪ Dove Cameron as Angelina Camden ☪ Dylan O'Brien as Mason Griffen ☪ Zendaya as Molly Ryan ☪ Gregg Sulkin as Hunter Griffen ───☪─── W A R N I N G Not suited for anyone under 17 . Trigger warnings and adult content. If you don't like alpha male a-holes, this book isn't for you. I write about assholes who get knocked down by strong, sassy females that earn and demand respect from men. This is a dark fantasy, contemporary romance featuring one girl and multiple sexy, dangerous, and wild bad boys, but this is not a reverse harem. Explicit scenes of blood and violence. This is the FIRST book in a Duology. All books contain scenes that may be triggering for some readers. Read at your own advi...

❝Her secret will destroy them all❞ ••• "Who the hell are you?" he barked, a storm brewing within his eyes. Okay, dick-o, just because you're hot, doesn't mean that gives you the right to be an asshole. "Excuse me?" I hissed. "You heard me," he snapped, glaring down at me as if I were a bug beneath his shoe. "I'm gonna hear a lot of things when I shove my foot up your ass," I growled. He straightened up, his eyebrow raising with a smirk firmly planted on his lips. "Kitten has spunk." Dick. ••• Celeste isn't your average 17-year-old girl. In fact, Celeste isn't even human. Taken in by a family friend after her mother's murder, she moves across the country to restart her life. When Celeste learns the truth of who and what she is, she's determined to keep it a secret. Even from her ever-persistent next-door neighbors, who also happen to be the town's notorious playboys. As time goes on and the boys grow closer to her heart, Celeste worries she will lose them forever one way or another. She fears they *************** Death's Reign | Bk. 1 Death's Reign Emily Harvey, January 2021. Copyright © Death's Reign. All Rights Reserved. ───∞─── G E N R E Genre: Fantasy Subgenres: Romance & Action ───∞─── E P I G R A P H ❝Her secret will destroy them all❞ ───∞─── P R E V I E W ❝Who the hell are you? ❞ he barked, a storm brewing within his eyes. Okay, dick-o, just because you're hot, doesn't mean that gives you the right to be an asshole. ❝Excuse me? ❞ I hissed. ❝You heard me,❞ he snapped, glaring down at me as if I were a bug beneath his shoe. ❝I'm gonna hear a lot of things when I shove my foot up your ass,❞ I growled. He straightened up, his eyebrow raising with a smirk firmly planted on his lips. ❝Kitten has spunk. ❞ Dick. ∞ E X T E N D E D S Y N O P S I S Celeste isn't your average 17-year-old girl. In fact, Celeste isn't even human. Taken in by a family friend after her mother's murder, she moves across the country to restart her life. When Celeste learns the truth of who and what she is, she's determined to keep it a secret. Even from her ever-persistent next-door neighbors, who also happen to be the town's notorious playboys. As time goes on and the boys grow closer to her heart, Celeste worries she will lose them forever one way or another. She fears they will learn the truth and leave, or that they will be her very demise. But what happens when Celeste finds out the boys aren't who they say they are either? Her secret could destroy them all. ───∞─── C O P Y R I G H T All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the publisher, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical reviews and certain other noncommercial uses permitted by copyright law. ───∞─── W A R N I N G Not suited for

When your high school sweetheart becomes rich and famous and you think they're gone forever, how do you tell them that you're still in love with them? They were high school sweethearts that had an on-again/off-again relationship for years but always came back to each other. Darian and Belle loved each other unconditionally but sometimes that just wasn't enough to keep two people together. Darian had an opportunity to follow his dreams so he took it, knowing he and Belle broke up for the last time. The one person Belle thought she could count on disappears from her life to become rich and famous, leaving her with a secret and ultimately a broken heart. When the two come together several years later for the funeral of a loved one they realize life would never be the same again. Has their love for each other lasted through fame, riches, and several years apart? *************** Against the World Chapter 1: Annabelle PART ONE: Where it all began... ANNABELLE POV "Are you getting ready for college? " Vivian, my friend since the first grade, asked next to me while she texted someone else on her phone. She was always multitasking. "Something like that," I answered. We had all just graduated high school and were heading off to college in just 2 short weeks. However, I went from being super excited about it to feeling like I wanted to stay home. I had planned on going to the same college as Darian since we were kids, but now we were broken up for the hundredth time, and going to the same school as him only made me feel worse. Darian and I are what you call an on-again/off-again power couple. We have been neighbors and best friends since we were little and soon after junior high started, we tried the whole girlfriend/boyfriend thing and it stuck. We were inseparable and soon our friendship turned into full-on being in love with each other. Except, he pissed me off and I pissed him off and because of that, we broke up and got back together more often than anyone in history. But, that was just how things were between us. It was obvious that we loved each other very much but sometimes we couldn't be in the same room as each other. Our friends used to try to talk us off the ledge but after several breakups and getting back together, they stopped meddling. They knew we'd always find our way back to each other. It's just how it was between us. "I heard you dumped Darian last night... Want to talk about it? " I didn't really because she'd probably call me silly and tell me to get over it like she always did. "Not really," I replied with a shrug of my shoulders. "I'm betting with Suzy that you two will be back together by this afternoon. The record is three hours. " I know she was trying to give me a hard time but it also pissed me off. Yeah, my relationship with Darian wasn't perfect, but it's mine and his problem; not theirs. I didn'...

Kayla Highlander, a modest but feisty twenty-two years old woman, who is forced to take care of her little brother after the demise of her parents in a car accident. After a chance meeting with her and the almighty famous playboy Liam Hawkins where she later finds herself working as his assistant, she is forced to accept a job proposal to fend for her and her brother's needs. Liam Hawkins, age twenty-five, a young billionaire who has everything at the snap of his fingers--money, power, women--you name it! But what happens when Liam meets feisty little Kayla who is willing to do anything for her and her brother even if it means getting married to him for a year? One year, a contract, a determined woman, a player husband. What could go wrong? *************** Hired Chapter One KAYLA'S POV Beep! Beep! Beep! I groan as I try to turn off the ever-beeping alarm clock. Thud... I sulk as I fall to the hard floor. I stand hurriedly remembering that today is Evans's first day of school and I've got to get him ready for school. I rush to his room to see him still sleeping. "Wake up sleepyhead," I say, as I shake him awake. "Aargh," he says, as he hurriedly jolts out of bed. I chuckle and rush him into the bathroom. I tell him to have a quick bath and I run back to my room to quickly shower. You may be wondering who I am... Hi, I'm Kayla Highlander, I'm 22 years old and I stay in a two-bedroom flat where I stay alone with my little brother after the death of our parents. At that time, I was eighteen with no means of lively hood and a huge amount of bills to pay coupled with taking care of my little brother Evan who was then a year old. Life was tough having to work different jobs to put food on the table and cater to Evan's needs as well as enroll him in a school. If not for Noah and Lilly my two best friends who were there for me when I needed help the most, ever supportive and assisting. Most times I think of mum and dad and how different life would have been if they were still here with us and I break down again wailing my hearts out but I have to be strong if not for my sake then for Evan's. Today I have an interview at the biggest technology corporation for the job of the personal assistant of the CEO. I don't think I'm cut off for the job but my two besties, Lilly and Noah persuaded me, and here I am, preparing myself and Evan before I make both of us late for our first days. I head for the shower after picking out my outfit for the day from my limited and small closet of clothes. So finally I pick a navy blue pencil skirt and a white full-sleeved shirt. As I wait for the water to get to the perfect temperature, I shed myself of my shorts and tank top which I slept in. After 20 minutes of washing my curvy but pet...

She's the perfect definition of a woman with everything and perfection. She who owns those gazes of a goddess and smiles of an angel. Her scent is my oxygen. Her smile is my reason to exist. Her blood is divine. Her presence is my life. She is My Jasmine, Just Mine. But I know, that when the wall of lies and sins gets exposed, my Jasmine who is my oxygen will be everyone's kryptonite and the one who will tear your flesh into pieces. *************** Jazmine is Just Mine Woman with everything and perfection ====== City Arena (Oskar's Awards 2021) ====== Jazmine Hale's Point of View In this prestigious award where popular personalities are gathered in one place to receive their respective awards, here I am, sitting, fidgeting my fingers and taking a deep sigh as I wait for my name to be called. "And the Oskar's best actress awards goes to---" Derek said as he take a glimpse on that little square thing that he's holding. That little square thing is where my life depends right now, in that little square thing is the name of the star of the night, this year's best actress. I've been taking a deep sigh since this award's night started. I was fidgeting my fingers because of extreme nervousness hoping for my name to be called, I may not show it but I'm very very nervous inside. Being nominated in an oskars awards as best actress is already a huge thing but winning it is a different story. Imagine, joining this industry just a couple of years ago and being nominated in this award together with these experienced actresses is already fulfilling and since I'm becoming greedier, I suddenly want to win this award. I took a deep sigh when Derek suddenly shifted his gaze in to my direction. "Jazmine Hale, congratulations" He said, I smiled as the camera focuses on to my direction. I heard their hypocritic claps as I walk towards that red carpet up to the stage to get my trophy. Derek handed me my trophy and a bouquet of flowers "The stage is yours" Derek said as he hand me a mic so that I could speak my acceptance speech. I smiled and looked at the people sitting in this arena wearing fabulous dresses and tuxedos designed by world renowned designers. Expensive dresses and suits to show off but inside they are all just as greedy and selfish as I am. Some of them are genuinely smiling and happy for me while some of them are hypocritically putting on a smile and are clapping but thinks that I don't deserve the award and ...

Elle Villamor was a small-time baker in the town of San Vicente. She was surrounded by the people she loved, but her dark past was continuously haunting her. Her little brother Jonas was missing for four years in time, and when she confirmed that he was still alive, she didn’t hesitate to go to his whereabouts. But not everything will be easy because her brother was in the hands of a powerful and wealthy family. She found a way to see her brother again, so she applied as a nanny of Mikey, Jonas' new name. But she found more than just a child to care for when she got involved with the handsome and mysterious fifty-year-old Romano, and to his drop-dead gorgeous Physician son but full of arrogance, ego, and naughtiness! *************** Naughty Boss Nanny PROLOGUE ELLE was in a perfect mood as she made her way home using her bicycle. At the back of it attached medium-size styrofoam where she puts the bread she sells every day. Fortunately, it was only six-thirty in the morning when the pandesal was already sold out; that's why a broad smile was plastered on her face. Elle was a small-time baker in a small and humble town of San Vicente, Camarines Sur, Philippines. She does everything by herself: from purchasing the necessary ingredients, mixing, kneading, baking, and selling bread around the town, her source of livelihood and inspiration to work harder because she dreams of having her bakery but has not saved enough money for the investment yet. "Looks like the bread was already sold out again this early. Am I right, Elle? " Said Mang Tasyo. The old man is a farmer and one of her loyal customers. He bought pandesal earlier before she reached the heart of the town. Elle slowed down the bike and looked at the old man. "How did you know, Mang Tasyo? " she said jokingly. "Because you're heading home now! " the man laughed and removed his hat. "Be careful, Elle. You might run over to a dog again. " It was Elle's turn to laugh. "Thanks for reminding me, Mang Tasyo! " she waved her hand and refocused her attention at the front. She sniffed the fresh morning breeze that touches her skin. Elle learned how to make bread from her mother, Janna. Ever since she was a child, she already experienced the hardship of life. Her mother dived into a variety of jobs. She worked as a laundrywoman, maid and sold vegetables to the market so that they have something to put on the table. Elle's father died of prostate cancer when she was only three years old. When Elle was eleven years old, Janna ventured out of Metro-Manila to look for a job where she, fortunately, got hired in a bakery as a cleaner and worked there for three years. She returned to their hometown with the knowledge in baking different ...

After the death of her mother over the summer, school soccer star Ash Montgomery begins to spiral, despite the efforts of her brother, Caleb, and her girlfriend who has good intentions but isn't quite sure how to help her grieve. The only person outside her brother who is able to get her to open up is Hailey Summers, the freckled beauty she passes in the hallways who she shared an alcohol-influenced moment with and has no recollection of doing so. When Ash's girl accuses her of cheating, Ash calls it quits with her and eventually ends up with Hailey. All goes well until Ash finds out a devastating news from the doctor. *************** Worth Playing For Fireworks The first time Hailey saw her-really saw her-was at a party. It was also the first time she kissed her. The Wayne twins had hosted an end-of-summer house party in the absence of their parents and with nothing better to do with her Saturday night, she had attended. She heard the loud music pumping through the speakers all the way from the driveway. It took all of her will to step inside. Hailey had never been one for partying and even as she stepped through the doors of the magnificent house that was the Wayne residence, she continued to question why she was there. Oh wait... she did know why. And the reason took the form of a short redhead slash her best friend pushing through the cluster of gyrating bodies to meet her. "Hailey! " the girl greeted, waving frantically. Was she drunk already? "Are you drunk? " "I'll never tell," she slurred, "Fancy seeing you here. " Her breath was tainted with the faint smell of alcohol. "You invited me here, Cait. No idea why I agreed to it," Hailey replied, rolling her eyes from behind a pair of rather large glasses. "Yeah but I wasn't sure you wouldn't just stay at home and binge-watch Friends... again. " "Wait, that was an option? " "Not anymore," Caitlin said. Hailey folded her arms and frowned at her. "Oh come on. As if you had better things to-" She paused as she took in Hailey's outfit, "What are you wearing? " Hailey looked down at her T-shirt and jeans combination, trying to figure out what was wrong with it. Or was it the grey beanie that held snug to her head? "You realise this is a party right? " "You realise I didn't want to come to this thing right? " "Fair enough. Just... " Faster than Hailey could react, she snatched the headwear off her head and tucked it away in her purse. "Hey! " Hailey protested. "Shush! " She ran her fingers through Hailey's auburn shoulder-length hair till it cascaded down around her head. "That's better... I think. " "Can I have my beanie back now? " "No...

When the billionaire Snow falls in love with a marketing assistant from his competitor, what will happen? What will Summer do when she finds out it is Snow who's playing the trick? *************** When Snow Falls for Summer Chapter One Late in the night with the moon shining in the high sky, the road was completely quiet and lonely with barely any cars or people passing by. Humming to the music in the ear bugs, Summer stopped the bicycle all of a sudden and stared at the two vehicles crashing together at the crossroad. One black car was overturned and deformed with the tire spinning. Its windows were broken with numerous pieces of glasses scattering here and there. A few meters away in the green belt, a red truck stopped and the buckled fronts also spoke the severity of the crash. Summer was startled by the accident and didn't know how to react, while the truck speeded up. Crap, the driver wanted to run away. She immediately got off the bicycle and yelled: " Wait! " But her voice was scattered by the wind with the hit-and-run truck that disappeared within seconds. " Damn! I should have taken pictures, at least the license ! " Summer cursed and regretted it. " Right! The phone ! " She quickly took out the mobile phone from the pocket and dialed "911" to call first aids and the police. After reporting the accident to the police, Summer finally calmed down and went to check the black car. There was no one in the back seat, but the young lady on the passenger side was bleeding. Her eyes were closed and apparently, she had fainted. Luckily, the young man at the driver's seat was still conscious. He glared at Summer. His glance was sharp and deep, which made Summer a little bit uneasy. " Sir, are you ok? Can you move ? " Summer held the courage and asked with a worried voice. Pale and weak, the man nodded. " Get me out, please . " Though his voice was low because of the wounds and bleeding, he was still self-composed with no sign of scary. His reaction evoked Summer's interest. She could not help peeping at his dedicated face but immediately flinched back when meeting his indifferent glimpse. Pulling himself together, the man opened the door and...

The Inheritor of the biggest prominent conglomerate is known as The Ruthless Rich Bitch to everyone. That is the reputation that precedes Laura Allen. She is one of the heiresses of The Great Allen family, ruled by her domineering grandparents who will select the next top heir and the president of the Allens Group. When she said, she is in love with their business competitor, she was warned that if she marries him, she will lose everything she has now, even her family. One day, she meets a guy named Ryan who was helpless at that moment, she offers him help but in return, he will sign a marriage contract with her. To take revenge on her family, Laura marries the jobless guy as who is not qualified to marry her and useless for the Allen Family. And as a breadwinner, she misunderstands him, thinking he is greedy and wants more. So she starts serving him as no one, despises him like her family always do. But slowly even without realising, she falls in love with him deeply. On the other hand, Ryan is aware of hi *************** Ruthless: The Trial Marriage Prologue Laura Strange, isn't it? I can marry anyone else except the person I love. Aaron Rodgers. He is rich, good looking, qualified enough to marry me. Most importantly, I love him, he loves me. Business competitor! Is it all that matters? Is it the only reason that I can't marry him? Is it the only reason that my family said if I marry him, I will lose them? I don't know. I don't know anything. Ruthless Rich Bitch. That's what people call me and I don't give a damn about it. Being one of the inheritors, granddaughter of the owner of the most prominent conglomerate, filthy rich can't be fun. Believe me, NOT AT ALL. When your life is controlled by your grandparents, and all you have to do is to please them. "Laura... your groom has arrived. " Someone shouted, erecting the awareness inside me. And I didn't care, nor I wanted to know who the hell was it. I just looked at the sleek glass in front of me, which was portraying the dolled up me. Wearing an elegant white stripless gown, cascade out towards the ground, putting on a two tier veil and the sheer tiara on my head, with light makeup on my face. Yes. Today is my wedding. Of course, neither with the person I love nor the person who loves me. It's with the person who was completely unfamiliar to me. But the one who chose him was me. As my grandparents' order, I selected him. To please them? Maybe... or maybe not. It's pleased them in an unpleasant way. "Are you ready? " This time it was my mom. She came beside me and I shifted my gaze at her in the mirror. She is always beautiful, even if I say it or not she knows. Mom understood as I blinked my blood-red puffy eyes that were hidden with the eye makeup. "Honey, take her with you. " She looked back at my dad who was standing by the door. I know, he was not happy at all just like others. And I also know that it was dad who sent mom here because I was alone in

18+ Mentions of Graphic Sex and Violence AELIN REDFORD, was living with her elder brother, who was her only family. But everything in her life changed, when her brother disappeared and his mutilated body was found days later. Trying to survive alone, she witnessed something forbidden for the eyes of Normal people like her. Not finding any way out of the danger, a mysterious man came her way and offered her the protection; she seeked. What she didn't know was...He was not the angel, she thought he was! ~SNEAK PEEK “ Protecting people is not what I do, Cucciola! ” He whispered in her ear, giving her a new nickname just like he always did and took her ear lobe between his teeths, biting it harshly, drawing out blood, that trickled down his lips. “ But I will protect you! ” Chuckling out, he pulled away from her; meaningfully. She knew the meaning behind his words and she had never hated anything more than this. More than him... A story of EVIL AGAINST EVIL! *************** PROTECTED BY THE MAFIA PROLOGUE AUTHOR'S POV Aelin had been standing at the same place, frozen in time. She couldn't move or even utter a word, looking down at the file in her hands. She was standing in front of a huge luxurious office desk. The room looked like a study room with a desk in the center, sofa sets in one corner of the room and a door to a huge library at one side. The walls of the room were black and red giving it an eery vibe. What she was looking at, had turned her life upside down, in just one second. She would have never imagined, that such horrendous secrets were hidden from her eyes. She would have never imagined, that all she knew was all a big ugly lie. She had been living in illusion, that he was keeping her safe, but she didn't know, that she had been trusting a person, whom she should have hated from the start. A silent tear of cold anger slid down her cheek. How can she end up like this? Regret, Hate and Disgust filled up her heart. The file from her hand dropped down, as she jumped up on her place, hearing the door of the study room opening behind her. Her heart was ready to beat out of her chest in fear. He had caught her red handed. Scared, she looked down at all the pictures and documents from the file, scattered all over the floor. Slowly she turned around, still following the scattered papers, when her eyes landed on black shining shoes. The shoes screamed money. Gulping down her saliva, her eyes slowly roamed the body of the intruder and stopped at his face, which held seriousness, staring at the pictures on the floor. As he looked up at her with a serious look on his face, Aelin stumbled back on her feet. His eyes had turned red with an unfamiliar emotion. Aelin knew, that she was doomed the moment his eyes met her's. Firmly, he stepped forward and she took a step back, which failed due to the wall behind her. She was trapped. Once again. Like always. Tears started flowing her eyes, finding herself unable to look awa...

Boys were just distractions right, that was what Alexis believed going into her first year at university. But a deeper connection builds between Cole and Alexis as she falls for the surprisingly vulnerable Cole-Hamilton. Finding herself coming to Cole's aid, knocking down every single barrier. Jealous girlfriends are the least of her worries. Edited and completed ✔ 18/10/2020 *************** Breaking Barriers 1 "She's been up there for 2 hours. How long does she need to get ready for a movie night? " Montana who used the extra time to simply paint her nails looked up at me. Kim finally bounced down the stairs. "It's not just a movie night Lexi. It's the night where everyone has their first impressions and if I don't look just right, they will talk about forever. " Not quite sure who gave her that idea if I'm being honest. Tonight, was the first social night of the year. I had just moved into our flat the other day and tonight they were hosting a night where we all camped outside watching a movie on their big screen. No doubt everyone was going to show up in Hope's to make friends before all the fresher's events started. Kimberly dressed to impress in her tight black dress and sneakers. Tana and I dressed slightly more casual in jeans and dressy tops. "I don't think out of all of us. I'm the best driver guys can someone else take the wheel. I only passed last month," I said nervously sitting behind the wheel. My dad wanted me to have a car at uni because he said it would be cheaper than paying for all those bus tickets and ubers. He bought me and my closest cousin a car. My cousin who lived at home with me decided to go to Manchester university whilst I opted for going to London. Kimberly shook her head and Montana didn't even make eye contact with me. Brilliant. I carefully pulled out of our building's parking lot and started our drive to the next campus where the movie was going to be held. "Tana, I saw some of the boys last night, and let me tell you they are so hot. " Kimberly fanned herself from the back. Kim's brother is also at our university and she went to drop off some stuff for him yesterday. "Kim, I'm not here for boys," Tana said, which made me think that she could be a lesbian. Kim paused before asking, "Girls then". Tana burst out laughing after a few tense moments. "No, I'm not a lesbian. I'm here to study and make fr...