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“Get away from me,” Aria said, her voice unsteady. Aston didn’t move away. No, he leaned in, the blade she held against his neck piercing through just enough to draw a thin line of red. He smiled. “Careful, my lady,” he murmured. “Your hands are shaking.” Her grip tightened on the hilt. “Now look at him,” Aston continued softly. “Look at your son… and tell me whose eyes he has.” There was absolute silence. “Your stepbrother’s?” His smile sharpened. “Or the man that claimed you that night?” ~ Five years ago, all Aria wanted was for her stepbrother, Liam, to say “take my hand” and defend her. Instead she woke up in his bed; drugged, disgraced, and left to carry the blame and the label of a ‘whore’. Now she’s back with a child, but to regain her reputation, she has to marry Aston Beaumont, a ghost with a million layers, a murderer, and the man about to betray her grandfather. It should have been simple. Save her grandfather. Restore her reputation. Then leave. That is, until her stepbrother returns, not with guilt or shame, but with obsession, dangerously wanting her back like he never let her go. And the more he pushes, the more dangerous Aston becomes. Because Aston Beaumont doesn’t chase. He takes.

Every one thinks her life is perfect but inside her, she knows it's far from even good or she should say that it's more like a luxurious hell. She has everything that makes life fancy but no meaning. She never receives love from her own home Her heart is totally empty until her secret prayer came to life. That one night when she asks her mom who passed away long time ago, after giving birth to her for something she never thought possible. "I know it's impossible for me to be with you and I don't know kung hanggang kailan ko kayang mag-isa... well you could at least send me an angel." nakangusong wika niya sa kawalan habang nakatingin sa nakangiting larawan ng kanyang ina. Nasa ganoon siyang tagpo nang may biglang kumatok. Who could possibly that be?

(In conquering her I broke her so much that I lost the girl with whom I fell in love with.) *Blurp* I flinch when the book is taken away from me. "I am not going to apologise. I can handle all your tantrums and attitudes but if you utter even a word of protest for this marriage you will see the worst of me. I am a very dangerous man and if you come to know how dangerous I am you will run away. And I am trying hard to not show you that side of me." He cups my face. I got tearful as I remembered his behaviour from earlier. "As I said earlier, I love you. I can do anything for you. I can turn into a man which you desire, I can change my habits, I can change anything and everything for you, the only thing which you have to do is marry me. And we are getting engaged this coming week." More tears started falling from my eyes. He pecks my lips.

Si Ysabella ay isang cloistered nun, ang babaeng mas pinili ang mamuhay sa apat na sulok ng monesteryo at ilaan ang buhay sa pagsamba at paglilingkod ng tahimik sa Diyos. Napakasaya niya at ilang araw na lamang ay matutupad na ang pangarap niyang maging ganap na perpetual cloistered nun, ngunit hindi niya inaasahan ang bilaang pagbisita ng kanyang nag-iisa at nakakatandang kapatid. Inamin nitong miyembro ng organisyon ng mga mafia at siya ay pinaparatangang nagtraidor sa grupo kaya kailangan nitong umalis at magtago. Nagmakaawa itong proprotektahan niya ang kanilang mga magulang sa maaring gawin ng grupo sa kanilang pamilya kung kayat napilitan siyang lumabas sa monesteryo. Hindi niya akalaing ganun kasama ang sinalihang grupo ng kanyang kapatid lalong lalo na ang pinuno na si Eric Madrigal na walang awang basta na lamang kumikitil ng buhay sa kanyang harapan. Sa galit nito sa kanyang kapatid ay puwersahan siyang inilayo sa kanyang pamilya upang pagbayaran ang kasalanan ng kapatid. Ano kaya ang naghihintay na kapalaran ni Ysabella sa kamay ng pinakamasamang mafia boss sa buong daigdig? Makakabalik pa kaya siya sa monesteryo?

After a heart-wrenching rejection, Willow thought she'd never see the triplet brothers again. But fate has other plans. When they come crawling back, begging for a second chance, Willow must decide if she's willing to risk her heart once more. Will she forgive and forget, or will the scars of their past betrayal prove too deep to heal? Can the triplets prove their love is true, or will Willow walk away forever?

The Billionaire’s Affair Bk.9 Behind Blue Eyes Maegan Blair Thompson Blurb  Si Maegan Blair Thompson ay isang sikat na modelo na nakamit ang lahat dahil sa kanyang pagpupursige at pagsisikap. When she was starting her career, nagkaroon  ng isang insidente kung saan iniligtas siya ng isang lalaking nakamaskara. His blue eyes captivated her, thus calling her unknown saviour as KNIGHT. She fell for him kahit na hindi niya ito kilala knowing that he is just around, watching her every move and making sure that she is safe kahit pa saan siya magpunta!

"The 10th circle of hell was actually the earth, and being alive is the real tormention." Naenia Lovercraft is a ghostwriter who's in a dire need of money, but because she's an epitome of a mad woman, every potential client tries to run for their lives away from her. Well except for this skull-mask wearing guy who introduced himself as Lord Serenade. He was indeed interested in making her write his gory fantasies and buy her works. However, it comes with certain conditions and it should include Neania herself. To live with him. In an old mansion. In the middle of nowhere. Thus, with mysteries to unveil and countless crimes relating to violence, one must connect the dots for everything before the cops arrest the wrong culprit. But in a world full of temptations and sins, who could really stay true to righteousness and prove that there's really a wrong culprit?

18+ Excessive erotic content. Readers discretion is advised. "Fuck me please" I let out another moan, the pleasure was beyond what my lips could describe, he stopped and left me hungry for more. "You like that right?" his eyes traveled up and met mine. Another devilish grin appeared on his face. Catching my breathe, he inserted two fingers inside me and I jerked immediately, I didn't see that coming. Shit! that was unexpected. Fuck me already! This is torture, thrust into me like this. My brain went wild, wanting more of him. "Your pussy is already heated up for me. It's wet... it's anticipating me" he grinned and continued to professionally move in and out of my wet pussy. "Ahhh...B-r-a-n-d-e-n...please!" I moaned softly and he released his fingers out of my pussy. * * * * * * * Getting a scholarship in Clifield University in Georgia, Diana, a bright medical student falls inlove with her billionaire department sponsor; Branden. But unfortunately, Branden shows less emotions to Diana while his brother; Sylvester falls for Diana instead. This leads to a love triangle evolving especially as Braden realizes he has feelings for Diana. When Diana finally feels that all is falling in place for her and Braden, she doesn't realize that Braden holds deadly secrets of his own which is capable of shattering her entire life and everything Diana has ever believed in. In the midst of dangerous dark secrets concerning Diana's past, love becomes hate, making Branden a sworn enemy.

leila's life is transformed when she changes into a werewolf one day at the age of sixteen. this opens her to a wide world where she has a special ability. She is the savior of the werewolves already predicted to come years ago. werewolves, witches, and even vampires exist. She meets Ryan, her fated mate and together they undertake the hardships that surround the becoming of a warrior. Bloodshed and mystery suround leila , but there is one good thing, Ryan loves and dotes on her too much.

My twin sister, wanting to be with her thug boyfriend, secretly planned to apply for a junior college. When I could not talk her out of it, I told our parents and managed to stop her. However, just a month into the new semester, her thug boyfriend cheated on her. She left a suicide note, blaming it all on the long distance between them. She wrote that if she had gone to that junior college, her boyfriend would never have cheated. Grief‑stricken, my parents turned all their rage on me. "You wretched girl, this is all your fault for meddling! What business was it of yours which school your sister went to? Even if she didn't go to college, we could still support her. We didn't need your big mouth!" "If it weren't for your spiteful tongue, your sister wouldn't be dead!" "We were cursed to have a vicious, unfilial daughter like you!" They locked me in her room, ordering me to repent. Then they took her ashes on a trip, saying they wanted her to see the beautiful mountains and rivers she never got to visit in life. A month later, they returned from their travels to find me long dead, starved to a withered husk in front of my sister's photo. Their eyes held no grief, no guilt, only a faint, scornful curl of the lips. In their eyes, my death was nothing more than justice served. My broken soul saw their icy expressions, and despairing tears burned my eyes. Then my sister's familiar voice rang out again: "What business is it of yours which school I go to? You're just jealous that I have a boyfriend, aren't you?"