160 Cm To M Mga Nobela at Kwento

"What are you doing, Ms. Samantha?" Jack angrily said after he see his employee chit chatting with some guys, while the other girls are waiting for her service. Halata naman sa librarian ang pagkagulat. Napatayo at mabilis na yumuko sa lalaking nagngangalang Jack Krean Tomizara Miller. Ngunit hindi pinansin iyon ni Jack. He walk towards the direction of librarian. "This is not hour of flirting. Hindi kita sinuswelduhan ng malaki para makipaglandian ka lang. But, if you really like to flirt and seduce some guys. Then, bakit hindi natin lubos-lubusin pa. Hmm?" He smirks on his librarian whose name is Samantha. "S-Sir...I-I'm sorry...I-I will never do...i-it...a-again...j-just please...s-spare my life." Umiiyak na anito bago nagmamakaawa kay Jack. Hahawakan na sana nito ang kamay ng kaniyang boss, nang mahigpit na hinawakan ng lalaki ang noo nito. "Oh, sweetie I'm not going to kill you. But, I'll help you to seduce guys, you want?" Mabilis na umiling nang umiling ang babae. "N-no...no...si-sir please...no!" Nang matapos si Jack na punitin ang pang-itaas at pang-ibaba nitong uniform ay ngumisi pa siya nang demonyo. "You're welcome sweetie, don't cry. I'm just helping." Pero hindi pinansin ng babae ang sinabi ng kaniyang boss. Nagmadali itong tumakbo palayo habang hawak-hawak ang maselang katawan nito. Jack Krean Tomizara Miller is known as heartless and ruthless. Wala siyang pakealam sa lahat ng tao kung magmakaawa pa ito sa kaniya. Marami na siyang pinahiya na mga empleyado. Kaya mahirap makakuha ng bago sa pag-aari niya kahit na malaki pa ang kita rito. Because they known him as a demon. Pero may isang babae ang mag-aapply bilang bagong librarian. Si Linzei Mikaele Franzie. Ano ang magiging kapalaran niya pagkapasok sa sikat na library at makilala ang Notorious Mafia King na si Jack?

Einver Cruz is the new assistant of Dra. September Sobejana, a professional Psychologist in McNamara Hospital. Kakaiba para sa kaniya ang unang pagkikita nilang dalawa pero mukhang wala lang iyon sa dalaga. She acted like he was just an ordinary man that can't make her take a second look.. but as for him, he also don't care. Until suddenly.. welcomes them like a crazy psychopath. "I'm a Psychologist.. but I don't want to understand that emotions in the eyes of yours"

WARNING: This story contains sexual language and themes. Please skip this story if you are not open-minded. What if a billionaire woman had a personal need that only a virgin man could fulfill? What if an innocent young man entered her house to work, only to discover that an unwanted job awaited him? Would he go through with this job even against his will, or would he simply forget it and look for another instead? AUTHOR’S NOTE I’m not a professional writer, so expect some grammatical errors and typos.

“Dreaming is easy. I can dream while I'm sleeping or whenever I want to. But the process of turning that dream into reality, that's the hardest part.”----------------Growing up with a family of politicians, Celeste Louisse firmly believes that she should always be on top. With that in mind, when she entered Avalon High, she already set her eyes to the price- to be a part of The Rank Five. Together with her friends: Kelly, Ashanti and Clio, they immediately rose to stardom when they won the title. Everything is going as smoothly as they planned... but not until the four boys came to take their spots.

I can't believe na nagawa niya saakin ang bagay na ito, pinagkatiwalaan ko siya. She's my second mother pero sinira lang niya ang tiwala ko sa kaniya. "Where are you? Hindi ka makakatakas saakin, lumabas kana!" sigaw nito. Nandito lang ako nakatago sa ilalim ng kama because I'm really afraid on her. I can't believe this, she rape me. "Got you!" Warning: This is Dark Romance, some chapter contain 18+ scene.

"There is no alpha that weak as you." I couldn’t help but be offended by what he said. "Also, woman you shouldn't be fighting. Do you know where you fit in? At home, cleaning dirt inside your house." My fist turned to his face causing him to scream out loud. Don't you ever underestimate women like us. Because we can also fight. Because I’m disgusted with him, I pushed him causing him to fall on the cement. "You thought I’m weak? But I pushed you and knocked you down. You said you were an alpha. But why are you so weak?" I brought my face close to him causing him to swallow hard. "Try to insult me again. I can do even worse for you." I kissed the edge of his lip and slowly stood up. Two Alphas who have great power in a pack will meet in a bad way. Ayame Daciana is a half werewolf and a half hunter. She is an alpha in her own pack. No one knew she was half hunter besides his father. They hide it from other members of the pack because when they find out it will be the death of her. She wanted to avenge her mother in those hunters who killed her, she moved without any proper plan and there he met Conri Dolphus. An alpha who likes her and she didn't expect him to be his mate. Is there a chance they can fully be in love…. or not?

“Cum for me and be a good girl.” "Then make me, Roigie. Or are you only a commander when I’m already yours?" Roigie is used to being in total control—he’s a Villarreal, it’s in his DNA. When he gives a command like that, he expects absolute submission. He’s using his dominance to mask the fact that he’s actually obsessed with Aria. But Aria? She’s a rebel. She knows that the only thing Rogie wants more than her obedience is her reaction. By challenging him to make her, she’s flipping the script and making him work for the control he craves. Even though they’re at each other's throats, there’s this toxic, possessive energy. Aria is thinking, “If I’m going to be a good girl, it’s only for you”. She hates that she wants him, especially since she’s hiding the pregnancy, but she’d rather be under his command than anywhere near Luigi. While Roigie is busy trying to command her in the bedroom, Luigi is outside waiting to ruin it all. That’s the irony of the love triangle—Roigie is so focused on winning the war inside their marriage that he doesn't see Luigi playing a dirty game with their reputation. Every time Aria submits or fights back, she’s also trying to distract Roigie so he doesn't feel the shapewear or notice her morning sickness. She's playing a lethal game to keep her heart and her secret safe.     

I'm Hazel, 27 years old. Five years na ang lumipas simula nang umalis ako sa Pilipinas para itago ang pagbubuntis ko sa lalaking naka one night stand ko noon. Now I already have 2 kids, twins. Paano na lang kaya kung malalaman niyang may dalawa siyang anak? Magugulat ang lahat kapag nalaman nila na ang kilalang tirador ng mga babae ay may mga anak na pala. Masisira kaya ang reputasyon niya?

I broke up with love. Swore I’d never fall again. Then my boss, Xander Blackwell, walked in with his sharp suits, colder eyes, and the kind of mouth that ruins all rules. We agreed: no feelings, just touch. Just heat. Just bodies. But somewhere between late-night calls and stolen glances, the line we drew started to blur. He says I’m just his assistant. But when he whispers "mine" it doesn’t feel like a lie. This wasn’t supposed to mean anything. So why does it feel like everything?

I never believed in second chances. Not after Cynthia. She was my confidant… until death tore her from me and left this mansion echoing with ghosts. Inilibing ko na rin ang puso ko kasabay ng pakamatay ni Cynthia . She was my wife. My peace. My mistake. Then her daughter moved in. Liza. The forbidden reminder of everything I shouldn’t want—young, alive, reckless in ways her mother never was. She looks at me like she sees through the monster I’ve become. Sa tuwing ngingiti siya,  the ache in my chest returns—violent, dangerous, hungry. Every brush of her skin ignites something I can’t bury anymore. I tell myself it’s guilt. I tell myself I’m just protecting her. Pero ang totoo? I want her. Hindi bilang stepdaughter. Not as Cynthia’s child. I want her as mine—completely, ruinously, irredeemably mine. They’ll call me a sinner. A man who crossed the line. Ngunit sa tuwing tinitingnan ako ni Liza, trembling, wanting... I knew I’d already crossed it. I tell myself I’m protecting her, but each night, the lie weakens. Because when she looks at me, it isn’t fear I see—it’s want. And God help me... I want her too. This isn’t love. It’s a beautiful disaster. And I’d burn the world just to feel her breathe my name again.