Butterfly Kisses

Tinaguriang most eligble bachelor in town, owned a multi billionaire company pero iyon nga lang wala sa vocabulary ni Archer ang salitang "Relasyon o Marriage" para sa kaniya laro-laru lang ang lahat. Hindi niya na raw kailangan ng babaeng makakasama niya pera lang ang mahalaga sa kaniya. Kung usapang tawag ng laman madali lang sa kaniya iyan dahil may pera siya. Nagbabayad siya ng mga babaeng pera lang ang habol at basta na lang binibenta ang laman para lang sa pera. Pero nagbago ang lahat ng iyon sa isang gabi ng pagtatalik nila ng isang babaeng bayaran, sa lahat ng babaeng naikama niya iyong babaeng iyon lamang na may butterfly tattoo sa likod ang kakaiba para sa kaniya. Hindi niya maipaliwanag ang pakiramdam ng gabing iyon. Kakaibang sarap ang pinaramdam sa kaniya na hindi niya kailanman natikman sa mga naunang naikama niya. Ngunit nagising siya nang wala na ito sa tabi niya at nag-iwan na lamang ng isang sulat bilang pasasalamat sa isang gabi na puno ng ligaya. Binalikan ni Archer kung saang bar niya nakuha ang babae ngunit bigo siyang makita pa ulit ito at hanggang sa kasalukuyan ay pinapahanap niya pa rin ito. Hanggang sa nag-krus ang landas nila ni Choleen, ang pamangkin ng isa sa mga katulong nila. Pinasok ito bilang katulong sa isa sa mga resort nila, Doon na nagsimula ang kwento nila, noong una ay akala niya nangbu-bwesit lang ito dahil sa mga sunod-sunod na kapalpakang ginagawa sa trabaho. Doon niya lang nalaman na wala pala talaga itong alam sa kahit anong trabaho at gawaing bahay. Sa tinatagal-tagal nakayanang pagtiisan ni Archer ang pagiging inosente ni Choleen. Ngunit isang madilim na sekreto pala ang nakabalot sa pagkatao nito, malalaman kaya ni Archer na ang babaeng matagal na niyang hinahanap ay nasa harapan niya na mismo.

“IKAW?” My eyes nearly popped out of my face when I saw him—the mysterious stranger from last night. Is it him? The same man? Parang gusto kong mahimatay. Wehh? Hindi pwede! Impossible! my inner voice screamed, pero ang katawan ko nanginginig na parang nakuryente. Hard f*ck na yata ng buhay ‘to. And suddenly, a memory crashed into me like a tidal wave. That night. That stupid, reckless night. The stolen kisses, the laughter between moans, the way he made me beg—“Wag kang titigil!”—like I’d lose myself if he stopped. I swore I’d never see him again. I swore it was just a one-night stand, a mistake I could bury. But now he’s standing right in front of me. Not just a man. Not just anyone. But the CEO. And worse… the ex-boyfriend who once shattered my heart. His smug grin sent shivers down my spine. “Of course. Why wouldn’t I?” he said, like fate itself was mocking me. I froze, torn between rage, fear, and something I couldn’t even name. My mind screamed run, but my heart whispered, stay. My world was spinning, and suddenly, every choice felt heavier than ever. Will this be the start of something dangerous… or a responsibility I can’t escape?

In an attempt to help her get over the pain of being cheated on by her boyfriend on her 22nd birthday, Sophia Clark’s friends take her to a club and force her to consume alcohol. In her intoxicated state, Sophia’s blurry vision mistakes a stranger sitting beside her at the bar for her cheating boyfriend. She kisses him intensely and goes to a hotel with him where they both engage in a one night stand. The next morning, realizing her mistakes, Sophia hurriedly leaves the hotel room before the strange man wakes up. Regrettably, she didn't see his face. Six years later, Sophia begins to work as the secretary of a cold CEO and one of the wealthiest billionaires in Glasgow, Damon Graham. To avoid his mom's threats of choosing a bride for him and confiscating his properties if he doesn't get married, Damon Graham proposes a marriage contract to Sophia, offering her £10 million. A helpless Sophia who is in a challenging situation has no choice but to consider her boss's offer. What prompts her to accept it? Sophia has a strong feeling that her one night stand from six years ago is connected to a mysterious artwork in Damon's Mansion. Will she be able to unravel it? What happens when Damon finds out about his fake wife's one night stand, and that she is a single mom of two kids?

Warning... or Invitation? That choice is yours. This isn’t a fairytale. This isn’t about sweet kisses beneath cherry blossoms or soft smiles under the stars. No. This is raw, This is reckless, This is “Burning Embers: Scorching Tales of Desire” A collection of BL short stories carved from lust, laced with obsession, and kissed by chaos. Each chapter stands on its own, a world where strangers become addictions, roommates cross lines, enemies blur into lovers, and the line between want and need snaps without warning. These men don’t fall in love. They fall into temptation. They crash into each other like lightning against the sea, loud, unforgiving, and beautiful in their destruction. You’ll find no gentle romance here. Only the ache of fingertips brushing where they shouldn't, the weight of glances held too long, the gasp before the plunge. This is for the ones who know love isn’t always tender. That sometimes, the most unforgettable stories are the ones written in bruises and longing. This is for those who crave stories that leave a mark, who don’t flinch when desire gets messy, when hearts bleed a little before they beat as one. Not for the faint-hearted. Not for the clean-handed. This is for the bold, the brave, the ones who dare to touch the flame even if it burns. So turn the page. Step into the fire. But don’t say I didn’t warn you--- Because once the embers catch, they never go out.

For five years, Talia Stewart has poured everything into her marriage without a single complaint or regret. She raises their child, devotedly serves her in-laws, and gives her husband, Christian Lane, all the personal space he wants. But her selfless dedication is rewarded with betrayal when Christian starts keeping a mistress. He buys Nancy York cars, gives her an apartment, gets her a job, kisses and embraces her, and even carries her on his back. To win back her straying husband's heart, Talia decides to try for a second child—a boy this time. Initially, she thinks that if Christian is willing to have a second child with her, it means that he still recognizes her as his wife. But the truth is, Christian only wants Talia to bear his children because he fears Nancy might face risks from childbirth. Talia thinks that even if she loses Christian, she'll still have her daughter for company. But the daughter she raises with such care becomes someone else's precious little girl instead. Finally, Talia's heart breaks completely. She terminates the pregnancy and resolves to get a divorce. She wants nothing more to do with either her husband or her daughter. But during the mandatory waiting period before their divorce can be finalized, Christian, who refuses to come home, suddenly corners her in the living room. "Didn't we agree to have a second child?"

“Do you think you can walk into my bed, throw your body, and virginity to me as a distraction, and then steal from me, and get away with it?” "Pl-please let me go,sir. I don't know what you're talking about. I don't know anything about any chip. Please let me go. I'm begging you, sir,” Olivia cried painfully. Nero's hand left her hair and came to wrap around her slender, fair neck. He remembered peppering lots of kisses on this swanlike neck but would not hesitate to snap it if she continued in her attempt to fool him. “Think very carefully about the next answer you're going to give me, because I would snap your fragile neck like a fucking twig if it's not satisfactory to me.” Olivia crossed paths with the ruthless mafia boss,Nero, on the day she planned to elope with her boyfriend, after her mother forces her to join the convent. She had no idea that she had left with more than his jacket. She escaped with a chip that contained the secrets of his business empire and his heir in her womb. Olivia is kidnapped and taken to Italy and into a world she never imagined... filled with danger, betrayal, lies, and death. Will Olivia be able to survive the world she is , and will she capture the heart of the ruthless Nero De Santis?

“You said this was fake,” I snapped, my voice tight. “So why do you act like I belong to you?” Zane’s eyes darkened as he stepped in, wrapping his hand around my neck with a possessive grip. His breath hit mine as he growled, “You still don’t get it, do you? You were never fake. You were always mine.” —— A deal made in desperation. A bond they never saw coming. Alpha Zane is fighting for his pack and his throne. Threatened by the Elders and his ambitious cousin determined to take everything from him. Zane needs a powerful weapon to solidify his claim and legacy. Enters Lyra, a defective Omega with a hidden past drowning in bills to protect her dying brother. When Zane offers her a lifeline, a fake mate contract to secure his title, she accepts but she must walk the thin line of submission and survival with Alphas coming for her at every turn. Trapped in a world of luxury and power plays. Zane’s cold-hearted mother will do anything to replace her. A charming rival Alpha who threatens to sabotage and destroy the pack and a charming cousin in the mix. There’s only one rule: never fall in love with him. But how can a lowly omega resist a devilishly powerful Alpha who burns like sin and kisses like war?

I thought I knew Sunny Hayes. The mysterious transfer student with ocean-blue eyes who saved me from my bullies. The hottest guy I'd ever met. The one who made my heart race with a single glance. I was wrong. On his nineteenth birthday, everything changed. We were in my bedroom. Moonlight spilled across his bare chest as he hovered over me, eyes dark with hunger. When I whispered he could do whatever he wanted, desire crashed across his face like a wave. His kisses trailed down my neck. His hand slid under my bra, thumb brushing my nipple. Heat exploded through me. Then his mouth closed over my breast, hot and wet and— *Pain.* Sharp, sudden pain. His grip had changed. I felt points—claws*—digging into my skin. My eyes flew open. Golden eyes stared back. Not ocean-blue. These *glowed like an animal's in the dark. Fangs pressed against his lower lip. "Sunny?" I breathed, frozen. He jerked away, staring at his own hands in horror. Actual claws where his fingernails should be. Claws that had left thin red scratches across my breast. That's when I understood: my boyfriend—the boy I'd trusted with everything—wasn't human. He was a *werewolf*. WARNING: Mature Readers Only.

"Merciless and driven, billionaire Anthony Bertram built his company from the ground-up, dedicating every waking moment to creating one of the most powerful corporations in the world. The last thing he has time for is romance. He almost lost everything when his first marriage fell apart. Disillusioned from his divorce, Anthony knows from experience that love only makes you weak. When a mix-up results in a woman showing up at his supposedly private cabin during his vacation, all of his plans are completely upended. This woman is just what he doesn’t need: beautiful, spirited, and so maddening that suddenly all Anthony wants is to make her his. A free-spirited artist and activist, Thea Younger wants to leave the world a better place. When she arrives at the cabin she’s booked for a much-needed vacation and finds Anthony Bertram there—a man who represents everything she’s against—she refuses to let him intimidate her into leaving. When bad weather forces the pair to stay in the cabin together for a week, though, Thea soon discovers that the man behind the mask is no heartless monster. Anthony is all flesh-and-blood man, and one whose kisses she can’t resist. Desire flames between them until they both surrender to exquisite temptation. But as secrets loom over Thea, she must look inside her heart and find the courage to take a chance on love."

From New York Times bestselling author Krista Lakes comes a sexy standalone novel about a billionaire and the indecent proposal he gives the local barista. Billionaire CEO Jackson Weathers needs a family for a PR boost, and I've signed a contract agreeing to give him one. A doting girlfriend in public. A wedding ceremony to invite all the socialites to. And finally, a baby for him to parade around, to show he's really a wholesome, down-to-Earth man. I've tried to remain cynical about it. He's going to make all my dreams come true. So what if it's supposed to be a loveless marriage? Only, his tenderness in private has me hooked. The way he kisses me drives me wild. When we make love, I lose myself to him. His body feels like it was meant to be on top of mine, like we fit together like two puzzle pieces. I can't help but begin to fall for him. I can't tell him, or I risk losing everything. And nobody else can find out about our little "arrangement" or it will destroy his reputation. Still, I feel like I have to know how he feels, before the marriage, before the baby, before I give my entire life over to him. Is it still just pretend?