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“Camille, I’ll love you forever!” Jameson let out a low, agonized growl. Just as he was about to climax, his phone suddenly began to buzz. He ignored it, of course. Now was hardly the time. However, his phone lit up again. The moment he saw the text on the screen, his body froze. Camille heard him answer the call. “Hello?” In the deep silence of the night, the voice on the phone cut through the stillness, clear and unmistakable. “Jameson, did you know that Sylvia—” Jameson switched languages and cut in with a sharp command, “Keep it down. It's not a good time.” The other person switched languages too, though he was still loud. “The hospital results came in. Sylvia is in the final stages of cancer. She only has a month left! Her last wish is to become your wife. Can you grant her that before she passes?” Jameson’s expression changed immediately. “What?! Wait for me!” He ended the call and turned to Camille. “Camille, something urgent came up. I need to step out for a bit. Be good and stay home. I’ll be back after you’ve had some sleep.” Before she could respond, he rose to wash up, changed his clothes, and left without looking back. Moments later, her phone buzzed. Sylvia: [Camille, you lost. I told you—Jameson has always been mine.] Right above it was a message from three days ago: [If I tell him I have cancer, do you think Jameson will leave you and come to me? I bet he will.] Camille’s gaze slowly shifted from her phone screen to the open bedroom door. What Jameson did not know was that she had already picked up a new language. She understood every word of that call. After a long moment, a faint, bitter smile appeared on her face. “Yeah, I lost...”

BREE LEV. I thought it stands for something simple until I heard his deep soulful voice. A single hello was all it take for him to have my undivided attention. Akala ko hulog siya ng langit. Isang anghel na magsasalba sa akin. I was all wrong. He's a fallen angel with dark blue eyes and cold leather-covered hands. A man mantled with power and veiled with sin. We're opposites. I'm weird and a social butterfly. He's terrifying and brooding. A lone wolf. I love pinks and swirls. He prefers pointed knives and black guns. Darkness seems to be his fave companion and death his pastime. I, on the other hand, will always choose life. He told me to stay away from him. Guess, you know by now, that I did the exact opposite, right? I stayed 'cause I want him so bad, it hurts. I, Bree De Veyra, daughter of one of the families of The Council, lay my life to the head of the Foedus Corp– Lev Petrov. My father's sworn enemy. The master manipulator and my protector. Or my destroyer? LEV Three years ago, one phone call, two minutes. I swore I will kill her. Four weeks before her 16th birthday, I did the unthinkable. I destroyed her trust and left her. Broken and beyond repair. Twenty-four hours before her 18th birthday, nagbalik ako para bawiin s'ya. Twelve hours after I abduct her, we exchange I dos. Eight seconds after our first kiss, I know I will protect her with my gun and with my life. I, Lev Petrov, Heir to a fallen empire, vows to avenge Bree from all of the people that wronged her. It will be my life's mission until the last drop of my sinful blood...I will never let them rest in peace.

Mark Ivan Barcelon and Eizel Francine Story (Hello, sa nakabasa na po ng Book 1 ng MY STALKER, eto na po ang kwento ni Eizel at Ivan, Bestfriend at kambal ni Kisha. Enjoy Reading!) Si Eizel ay may lihim na pag-ibig kay Ivan, ang kambal ng kanyang matalik na kaibigan. Ang magmahal niya dito ay hindi madali, pero para kay Eizel, walang mahirap pagdating sa pag-ibig. Mula pagkabata, may pagtingin na siya kay Ivan, at habang tumatagal, lalong lumalalim ang nararamdaman niya. Natatakot siyang umamin dahil baka layuan siya nito at hindi na pansinin. O mas takot siyang masaktan sa magiging sagot nito. Kaya't nakukuntento na lang siya sa pagtingin mula sa malayo at pag-silay. Matapang siyang babae, pero pagdating sa nararamdaman niya kay Ivan, wala siyang lakas ng loob na umamin. Pero dahil sa suporta ng kanyang kaibigan sa kabaliwan niya, nakapag-isip siya ng paraan kung paano unti-unting makuha ang atensyon nito. Tinext niya ito at nagpakilala sa ibang pangalan. Hindi siya sumuko kahit napaka-ilap nito sa text at chat. Hindi naman nasayang ang effort na ginawa niya. Napansin din siya nito. Pero paano kung nakuha na niya ang atensyon na matagal na niyang inaasam? At hiniling nito na magpakilala na siya at magpakita? Kaya ba niyang sundin ang hiling nito? Handa na ba siyang harapin ang lalaking mahal niya? Tatanggapin kaya siya nito kapag nalaman na siya si Eizel Francine Evangelista, ang bestfriend ng kambal niya, ang babaeng nasa likod ng lahat? ************************

“Oh my darling Uncle”. I said while hugging him as he was backing me. “Uncle?”. A different voice asked and it seems to come from the person I'm hugging. He turned around with me in his arms and I stared into his eyes. Dark eyes. Uncle Max's eyes are blue, like mine. I let go of him immediately like I had been burned and blushed furiously. “Uhm, sorry. I thought you… were my uncle”. I told him. A chuckle brought my attention back to his handsome face. “Hello cutie, why do you think your uncle is here?” He said, his voice sending shivers down my body. *** Happiness Matthews, a 19-year-old college freshman, thought she had everything figured out when she left her small Texas town for the bright lights of California. But after a dangerous security guard targets her in her new apartment, she has to move in with Mason, her uncle's friend, who she met two years ago at his wedding. Mason, a man in his thirties still haunted by the woman who left him at the altar two years ago, never expected to share his home with his best friend’s niece. At first, their living arrangement seems like a temporary inconvenience—but the longer they stay under the same roof, the harder it becomes to ignore the magnetic tension building between them. As the lines between family and desire blur, Happiness finds herself drawn to the man who carries both charm and a painful past. But with every passing day, the unspoken rules become more difficult to follow, and a dangerous truth about Mason’s past threatens to tear them both apart. In a story where forbidden attraction and unresolved heartbreak collide, Happy must choose between loyalty, family, love, and her own future—before the stakes get even higher

Three years ago, Venessa's husband, Marcus, married her to take revenge on his rich brother, Oren Weiss, who had an obsessive crush on Venessa. Now three years later, Venessa is stuck with a deadbeat husband and she just discovered that he is on a romantic vacation with another woman after she borrowed a substantial loan to fund his dying business. Deeply heartbroken and in desperate need for emotional support, she calls her best friend, Bianca, who suggests to meet her at the city's most luxurious bar. As Venessa waits for her friend inside the expensive bar reserved for elite rich, she finds herself in the company of an incredibly charming and most handsome stranger her eyes has ever gazed at. Oren Weiss also seems to treat her better than any man ever has. Drunk and eager to rid herself of the heart wrenching stress, she ends up having a night of passion with the irresistibly gorgeous man. A week later, Venessa realizes that she is pregnant with the strangers child. She decides to keep it a secret and escorts her husband to his family's reunion. She is utterly shocked to see the dazzlingly handsome stranger met at the bar, Oren Weiss, among the members of Wessington family. Turns out that her one-night-stand is her husband's filthy rich mafia brother, who inherited his father's entire fortune and wisely multiplied it through strategic dealings. Oren Weiss has returned to the city more powerful than ever before. He has had fantasies about Venessa, the girl he desired since childhood, every night and day of his life. He has returned to reclaim her from his envious brother, and he will use every twisted, ruthless and stupefying means to end the crumbling marriage and take the woman he has always wanted.

Pangeran Ibram Al-Ikram terpaksa menjadi Pangeran Makhota Kerajaan Akhtaran. Demi kakaknya, Raja Abram Al-Abrar yang belum juga dikaruniai pewaris dengan sebuah syarat. Ia hanya akan menikah dengan gadis pilihannya dan tidak boleh ada yang berhak mengatur istrinya, termasuk raja. Raja Abram tak punya pilihan dan setuju meski beberapa mentri kerajaan keberatan. Kedamaian kerajaan terusik saat ratu diracuni dan para tabib tidak memiliki penawarnya. Diambang keputusasaan, seorang tabib memberitahukan rumor tanaman langka miliki Ratu Maura dari Kerajaan Dharmajaya. Ibram menyanggupi syarat apapun dari Ratu Maura dengan menyamar sebagai Jendral Harimau Putih utusan kerajaannya. Ratu Maura menambahkan syarat agar jendral menghadiri pertunangan putrinya dengan Pangeran Kerajaan Jaraban. Setidaknya kehadiran jendral yang terkenal itu disegani tamu kerajaan lain dan tidak mengacaukan pertunangan putrinya, Putri Ahana. Pertunangan yang jadi harapan Kerajaan Dharmajaya, justru berubah menjadi kacau karena Ahana yang terkenal dengan kecantikannya terlihat buruk rupa dan langsung ditolak Pangeran Jaraban. Ketika Raja Kerajaan Jaraban berteriak di hadapan semua tamu, siapa yang sudi menikahi putri buruk rupa itu? Jendral Harimau Putih mengatakan dirinya bersedia dan mengejutkan semua orang. "Kau bodoh Jendral, memungut sesuatu yang sudah dibuang putraku," ucapnya angkuh dan para tamu pun tertawa. "Anda lebih bodoh lagi, melepas sesuatu yang berharga saat kesempatan itu ada dalam genggaman kalian. Yang Mulia Ratu Maura, aku Pangeran Ibram Al-Ikram dari Kerajaan Akhtaran meminta izin meminang putrimu, Putri Ahana sebagai satu-satunya istriku," ucapnya seraya membuka topeng harimaunya. Apakah jawaban Ratu Maura? Bersediakah Ahana menjadi istri Pangeran Ibram saat gadis itu dilema, ingin menjadi rakyat biasa atau menyelamatkan harga dirinya? Apakah Ibram akan menarik kata-katanya saat mendengar pengakuan Ahana jika dirinya tidak memiliki agama yang kembali mengejutkan semua orang?

Arielle Sarmiento was supposed to marry her long-time boyfriend, Lucas De Leon, but he didn’t show up on their wedding day. And the most painful part? She caught him in bed with her best friend, Bianca Yllana. Walang ibang nagawa si Arielle kundi magpakalasing sa bar. Doon niya nakilala ang isang lalaking estranghero. Silas Ferrell. Siya mismo ang nagyaya ng one-night stand dahil gusto niyang makaganti at gusto niyang makalimot. Silas didn’t hold back. They shared a night of heat, desire, and reckless abandon. That night, she gave him everything... pati ang pagkabirhen niya. Kinabukasan ay umalis siya sa condo ni Silas nang walang paalam. Pero pagpasok niya sa bago niyang trabaho, isang gulat ang bumungad sa kanya. Ang lalaking naka-one-night stand niya ay ang boss niya—si Silas Ferrell. Sa parehong araw, dumaing ang mundo niya. Ang ama niya ay na-diagnose ng congestive heart failure, at kailangan ng emergency surgery. Malaking halaga ang kailangang ilaan. Agad. Doon siya inalok ni Silas ng sampung milyong piso, kapalit ng kasal. Tinanggap niya ang alok dahil kailangan niya ng pera. Pumirma siya sa kontrata nang hindi binabasa. Ikinasal sila sa huwes. Pero nang mabasa niya ang kontrata sa bandang huli, natigilan siya. Walong buwang pagsasama bilang mag-asawa. May walong buwan din siyang obligasyon sa kama. Pero paano kung may mabuo sa pagitan nila? Paano kung mabuntis siya? Tatanggapin ba ni Silas ang bata, kung simula’t simula pa lang ay katawan lang niya ang habol nito, at malinaw sa kontrata na hindi siya puwedeng mabuntis?

Albert Roosevelt was the crush I was never meant to have. Like an idiot, I believed loving someone meant giving them everything, even if they didn't care about you. So, I trailed after him like a desperate puppy, bending over backward to meet his every whim. When he couldn't afford tuition, I begged Dad to fund him, sending him to the best schools. When his worn-out clothes made him a laughingstock, I pitied him and showered him with designer labels. And what did he do? He used what I gave him to chase after a gold-digging campus belle. To keep up appearances, he blew through money like it grew on trees. He even spread rumors that he was the real heir to the Roosevelts. To him, I was just an ATM. "Your family's loaded. It's not like you'll miss a few hundred grand. If you're gonna be stingy, maybe you should stop following me around," he said when his wallet ran dry. And like a fool, I believed that if I kept paying, someday, he'd love me back. After graduation, I funded his startup. The second it took off, he married the campus belle. He had the nerve to claim he earned everything through nothing but hard work. So, I crashed his wedding, and he buried a knife in my chest. "Only when you're dead, Eve Roosevelt. Only then will my pathetic past stay buried." When I opened my eyes again, I was face-to-face with a scowling Albert. "You can't scrape together a few hundred thousand dollars? It's Bianca's birthday. Are you trying to humiliate me?" I looked around the room and rolled my eyes. "Sure, I'll pay. But first? Kneel. You look pretty enough. Consider it charity, peasant."

La nonagésima novena vez que mi prometido, Draven Frost, me colgó la llamada, fui como pude hasta la iglesia de la familia, aferrando en la mano el diagnóstico de enfermedad renal terminal. —Padre, quiero romper todos mis lazos con la familia Rocci y anular mi compromiso con Draven Frost. Apenas terminé de hablar cuando mis padres irrumpieron en la iglesia con mi hermana adoptiva, Bianca. Mi padre, el Consigliere de la familia, no dudó. Me dio una cachetada, ahí mismo, frente al sacerdote. —¡Tu prometido es un Capo muy respetado en la mafia y te atreves a insultarlo de esta manera! ¡Estás manchando el nombre de la familia frente a toda la organización! Mi madre me arrebató el diagnóstico de la mano y dijo con desprecio tras una rápida mirada: —¿Otra vez con tus mentiras para llamar la atención? ¿Ahora qué quieres? Mi hermana adoptiva, Bianca, se aferró a los brazos de nuestros padres, con la voz quebrada por el llanto. —Ay, hermana, lo siento mucho. Si quieres, te cedo mi lugar en la gala. ¡Pero por favor, ya no les causes más problemas a papá y a mamá! Me limpié la sangre que escurría de mi nariz y, con calma, le repetí mis palabras al sacerdote. —Ya no soy hija de la familia Rocci. No soy digna de una alianza con los Frost. Me quedan tres días de vida. Y quiero que este compromiso se anule antes de eso.

A 99ª vez que meu noivo, Draven, desligou na minha cara, eu me arrastei até a igreja da família, com meu diagnóstico de doença renal terminal agarrado na mão. — Padre, desejo renunciar à família Rocci e romper meu noivado com Draven Frost. As palavras mal haviam saído dos meus lábios quando meus pais irromperam ali com minha irmã adotiva, Bianca. Meu pai, o consigliere da família, não hesitou. Ele me deu um tapa no rosto, ali mesmo, na frente do padre. — Seu noivo é um capo respeitado no nosso mundo, e você escolhe insultá-lo assim! — Você está arrastando o nome da nossa família pela lama diante de toda a organização! Minha mãe arrancou o diagnóstico da minha mão, zombando após um breve olhar. — Fingindo estar doente para chamar atenção de novo, é isso? O que você quer desta vez? Minha irmã adotiva, Bianca, segurou nos braços deles, sua voz embargando com lágrimas. — Desculpa, irmã. Você pode ficar no meu lugar no baile. Por favor, só pare de causar problemas para a mamãe e o papai! Eu limpei o sangue que escorria do meu nariz e repeti calmamente minhas palavras ao padre. — Eu não sou mais uma filha da família Rocci. Não sou digna de uma aliança com os Frost. — Estarei morta em três dias. Quero que este noivado seja rompido antes disso.