Damon Salvatore Wife

DE GUIA SERIES 3: The Vixen Wi Bad-mouthed, temperamental, sensual Sierra De Guia knows all kinds of men. She deals with all of them. Lahat ng mga lalaki, sa paningin niya ay siraulo. But there is one man who stood above all--the king with the mighty name of Julian Clyde Cavanaugh. Jace did not just play her. He toyed, broke, and ruined her for life. So when she learned that he would get married, she devised a plan to get her sweet, bloody, 24/7 revenge of making his life a living hell--she will marry him.

Sa kagustuhang maipagamot ang kaniyang ina at matustusan ang pag-aaral ng mga kapatid, susuungin ni Chivalry Sandimar ang lahat ng maaaring pasukin; marumin man, mahirap o delikado—na siya ring naging dahilan upang makilala niya si Gavin Ladeo Ambrosia. Inalok siya nito ng isang kasunduan: ang mabigyan ito ng anak. Ngunit taliwas sa inaasahan, hindi lang isa ang nabuo kundi dalawa. Paano niya ipauubaya ang kaniyang mga anak sa lalaking nagkaroon na ng malaking parte sa buhay niya? Lalo pa't hindi lingid sa kaniyang kaalaman na hindi na purong trabaho ang namamagitan sa kanila... 'pagkat kusa siyang nagpaubaya nang gabing iyon dahil sa lihim na pagmamahal niya para rito. Makakaya ba niyang panindigan ang kontrata o tatanggapin niya na lang ang karampatang parusa?

Dante is an alpha, obsessed with having everyone under his control. At a party he meets by chance who would begin to be his weakness. This girl was completely unknown to him, but like any possessive alpha, he wanted her for himself... The same day he fixed his eyes on the poor girl, he became so obsessed with her that he kidnapped her, would Dante manage to have control over this girl, would he fall in love with her, would his sexual desire to possess her be so strong?

"do you know how to dance?" he asked. Napailing akong napapayuko na mahigpit nakahawak sa laylayan ng damit ko. Napahinga ito ng malalim. Napaiktad ako nang tumayo ito mula sa pagkakaupo sa sofa at lumapit na napapisil sa baba kong itiningala ako dito. Hindi ako makatitig sa kanyang mga matang matiim akong tinitigan. Para akong matutunaw. Hindi ko siya kayang titigan sa mata. Pakiramdam ko'y malulusaw ako. Nakakalunod makipagtitigan sa kulay asul niyang mga mata. Mga matang napakasungit kung tumingin. "so tell me, how can you pay me hmm?" sensual niyang tanong na napapakagat ng ibabang labi. Napalunok akong napasunod ng tingin sa kanyang mga labi. Unti-unti siyang napangisi na mas inilapit ang mukha! Napakapit ako sa kanyang polo nang akmang sasayad na ang kanyang mga labi sa akin! Sobrang bilis ng tibok ng puso ko. Hindi makatingin sa kanya. Mahina itong natawang ikinaangat ko ng tingin dito. "tell me young lady, how can you pay your father's dept hmm?" he huskily asked. Napatitig ako sa kanya. Mariin akong napapikit akong malalim na napahinga. "I can be your slave sir" mahina itong natawang napalapat ng labi na mapatitig ako ditong salubong ang mga kilay. "Slave? Are you sure? 1million pesos. Do you think you can pay me using your body hmm?" anito na tila nang-uuyam ang tono. Napasuri ito ng tingin mula ulo hanggang paa ko na ikinalunok ko. "Hmm...how about, be my wife. And I'll make sure, I'll let go your father" "W-wife" utal kong ulit. Napataas ang kilay nitong may naglalarong pilyong ngiti sa mga labi. Napalunok ako. Napaawang ang labi pero walang salita ang lumalabas! "Uhmm!" napakapit ako sa kanyang balikat na siniil ako nito bigla ng isang mapang-angking halik sa labi!! "It's settled. Get ready yourself young lady, tomorrow morning, you're gonna be....my wife"

From the moment, Krystal Louise Dawson step on Marcus Glenn Miller's company. She knew it is the sign that her dream would come true, but the young man's offer startled her after finding out Marcus wanna hired her as his substitute wife. A multi billionaire and a normal girl who dream to escape their unfair life. Both bound to a deal and tied into the duty she must fulfilled until he found his runaway wife. Ten million dollars for being the billionaire's substitute wife, to saved his reputation from being tarnish. But what if their agreement become more than just an agreement after Krystal fell in love with him? What if the woman she knew wouldn't dare to come back suddenly appear on the day of her special day? New challenges to face that will test their trust to each other, and how long they can take it.

SYNOPSIS Billionaire Michael Verrati was never ready for marriage. Neither did he like the thought of commiting to one person all his life. But he had to grant his mom's wish for grandkids. And there was only one way to do both he assumed. He'd get married just long enough to grant her her desires. It'd just be for one year. He thought he had it all figured up until he met her... She was never his first choice, probably wouldn't have made his first hundredth. But is one year enough to satisfy this passion burning in him amidst different adversaries?

“Three wives. Three funerals. And now… I’m his fourth bride.” Everyone says Dominic Sterling is cursed. His first three wives died mysteriously, one after the other. I never planned to be his next bride, but with my family drowning in debt, I had no choice. Now I’m trapped in his mansion, surrounded by secrets I don’t understand. The halls feel haunted by the women who came before me, the staff watch me too closely, and Dominic himself… he’s a man I can’t figure out. Cold one moment, protective the next. And just when my heart starts betraying me, falling for him, I realize the past isn’t as buried as I thought. Someone is watching me. Someone wants me gone. If I don’t uncover the truth soon, I’ll become the next Sterling bride to meet her funeral.

I knock on the door, heart pounding like it always does when I’m about to see him. “Come in,” Justin’s voice calls—cool, smooth, and frustratingly calm. I take a deep breath and walk in, holding the folder tightly. “Here’s the report you requested, sir.” He doesn’t even glance at me. Just keeps typing, his expression unreadable. “You’re late,” he says without missing a beat. I clench my jaw. “There was a delay at the printer—” “No excuses, Joanna. Just do better next time.” Ouch. Professional and cold. As always. I nod, ignoring the sting in my chest. “Yes, sir.” I turn to leave, gripping the doorknob—just one more second and I’ll be out of this weird tension-filled office— “Wait.” I freeze. I turn around slowly. “Yes?” Justin stands now, walking toward me. In his hand, a familiar brown paper bag. He holds it out. “You didn’t have lunch.” I blink. “I’m fine.” “You skipped breakfast too. Eat.” I hesitate. “What is it?” “Chicken pesto. No onions.” My breath catches. He still remembers? “Why are you doing this?” I ask quietly. He shrugs, not meeting my eyes. “I just… remember things.” My fingers brush his as I take the bag. Warmth. Stupid warmth that shouldn’t still feel this familiar. Then, he looks at me—really looks at me. “You shouldn’t skip meals… wife.” Silence. My chest tightens. “Don’t call me that.” But my voice is too soft to sound convincing. I walk out before I say something I’ll regret. His words echo in my mind like a dangerous lullaby. Cold one second. Kilig the next. God… he’s still him. And that’s exactly the problem.

Mag-isang tinataguyod ni Renice Ocampo ang kaniyang pamilya matapos ang trahedyang nangyari sa kanilang ama noong sila'y bata pa. Magmula noong mawala ang kaniyang ama, siya na ang umako sa responsibilidad nito, na ginagawa rin naman niya dahil sinisisi niya ang kaniyang sarili sa pagkamatay nito. Ngunit kahit anong pagtatrabaho ni Renice ay lugmok pa rin sila sa kahirapan, at hindi na makakabangon pa. Pero kahit gano'n, hindi titigil ang dalaga hanggang hindi niya nabibigyan ng maayos na buhay ang kaniyang pamilya. Handa niyang gawin ang lahat mabigyan lamang ng maayos na buhay ang kaniyang pamilya, na dapat naman ay talagang kanilang tinatamasa kung hindi lang namatay ang kanilang ama. Hanggang sa makilala niya ang bago niyang boss na nais siyang rentahan upang maging asawa nito, at handa siyang sweldohan sa kahit magkanong kaniyang naisin. Ito na ba ang simula ng magandang buhay na minimithi ni Renice? O ito ang simula ng buhay na muli niyang nais matakasan? Let's find out.

You may k.i.s.s the bride," the priest announced and my body shuddered in resistance as the words I told him two days ago rang in my ears. I won't even spit on your face let alone marry you, Liam Knight. His eyes were shining in triumph, clearly stating that once again he won. He smirked cruelly, taunting me without words how he forced me to do exactly what I said I would never do even if he begged me. He didn't beg, on the contrary, he forced me to marry him. He took a step forward, raised my chin, I fisted my hand tightly at the sides when he placed his unworthy lips on mine. Disgusted with his touch but I tolerated it for the sake of my father who was at his mercy at this moment. He pulled away from my lips with the same rule smile intact on his face, "I made you mine, Babygirl and I can't wait for us to be alone!" He said darkly. My breath hitched looking at the darkness in his eyes. If I would have been the old Aurora I would be scared but not anymore. I might have bowed down my pride for my father but if he was looking for a submissive wife, he sure was not going to get one!