Dating My Stepson

Si Elyssa, nagmahal at nasaktan sa maling tao. Sa muling pagbubukas ba ng kanyang puso, maling tao na naman kaya ang iibigin niya? Si Alyjah, nasaktan sa kinahinatnan ng kanyang ina. Poot at galit ang itinanim niya sa kanyang puso. Mababago kaya ito ng isang wagas na pagmamahal? Si Lauro, nagmahal kahit pamilyado. Gustong balikan ang babaeng sa kanya'y bumuo. Pero paano kung may iniibig na itong bago? Matatanggap niya kaya kung ito ay anak niya mismo? Lahat sila ay pag-uugnayin ng isang kasal. Ngunit may mas malalim pa palang ugnayan ang unti-unting mabububungkal. Sanga-sangang pag-ibig. Sanga-sangang problema. Anong magiging bukas nila? Kaya ba nilang magpaubaya at magmahal nang buo, kung nababalot sila ng misteryo at sikreto? Sino ang magtatamo ng kaligayahan? Sino ang malulugmok sa kalungkutan? Mapapalaya kaya sila ng isang wagas na pagmamahalan?

Frozen Hearts Series #1 “It is nice to see you again, my cheater, slut, gold-digger ex-wife.” -Rome Wilson. Walang anumang salita ang iniwan si Faye Reagon nang iwanan niya ang kanyang asawa na si Rome Wilson at ipinagpalit ito sa isang matandang mayaman na si Benjamin Sorsuela. Ang kanyang asawa ay sinubukan siyang hanapin upang ibalik ito ulit sa piling niya ngunit siya ay nabigo. Doon niya lang nalaman na ang kanyang asawa ay niloko siya dahilan upang maging miserable ang kanyang buhay. Nagalit siya at sinusumpa ang kanyang asawa. Nang sa wakas ay natuklasan niya ang kanyang sarili, siya ay naunlad nang makilala niya ang kanyang tunay na mga magulang, na nagregalo sa kanya upang pamahalaan ang kumpanyang kanilang itinatag 47 taon na ang nakalilipas, at makapagtapos ng kurso sa Business Management. Siya ay naging isang bilyonaryo ngunit siya rin ay isang babaero, mapagmalupit, at walang puso. Ang dating magkasintahan ay sa wakas ay nagkitang muli matapos ng limang taon. Si Faye ay isa sa mga aplikante na napili, hindi alam kung anong uri ng trabaho, ngunit walang kaalam-alam na ang kanyang dating asawa ay ang kanyang boss. Ang kanyang galit ay umuusad at nakaisip siya ng kakaiba upang gumawa ng plano upang parusahan ang kanyang dating asawa, at gawing bayad sa kanya ang kanyang ginawa, kaya’t agad niyang kinuha si Faye bilang kanyang sekretarya at kanyang katulong, at iyon ang simula ng kanyang matamis na paghihiganti.

Charisse thinks she has the most perfect boyfriend. But the possessive Beta has been isolating her from the world, controlling every aspect of her life, down to the shoes she wears, using love as an excuse. When Charisse discovers that he's marrying another, she accepts the help of Alpha Dorian Vellum, CEO of the most powerful Crimson Crest Empire, and build a new life to have her revenge. But is Dorian another possessive man or is he simply obsessed with her? Will she marry the mysterious and manipulative Alpha or forgive her possessive ex’s betrayal and start afresh?

My CEO boyfriend, Norris Chapman, whom I've been dating for five years, takes me to his childhood home to visit his parents during Christmas. After that, he proceeds to propose to me in the villa's garden, which was intricately decorated in advance. Happily, I accept his proposal. I wanted to wait till nightfall before telling Norris that I actually hail from a wealthy family as well, only that I ran away from home after fighting with my dad. But unexpectedly, Norris drugs me immediately after dinner. By the time I wake up, I'm already bound in ropes. "I'm sorry, Winnie. I don't have a choice at all. The debt collectors are about to show up on my doorstep soon. "It's your fault for looking just like the mistress Mr. Greven is looking for. Once I sell you to him, I'll definitely be able to clear my debt right away. "Since you love me so much, you won't blame me for this, right?" The moment I hear the words "Mr. Greven", I'm left feeling stunned. There's only one Greven family in the entire list of wealthy families in the country. It also happens to be my family. Could it be that… Norris plans to sell me to my dad?

Difficult to get along with the in-laws, constant arguments with the only brother-in-law, worsened by the man labeled as her husband... it's like having your head detached while your toes are being tickled, making Samanta Kiehl constantly cultivate patience. Until her sincere love is rewarded with a divorce letter. Her question always spins in her head. Is this luck or misfortune for her? But Samanta remains Samanta. She lets it all resonate in her life. She believes that payback will come. Someday, there will be a life and a new man whom she will tread with tranquility. But when? Isn't human patience supposed to have its limits?

Walang muwang na dumalo si Klaire Limson sa isang bachelorette party kasama ang kanyang stepsister at mga kaibigan; isang huling gabi ng saya bago siya tuluyang magpakasal sa kanyang nobyo. Ngunit ang dapat sanang maging masayang alaala ay nauwi sa isang pagkakamaling hindi niya inaasahan. Nagising na lamang siya sa isang hotel room, wala ni anino ng alaala kung paano siya nakarating doon—at higit sa lahat, kasama ang isang lalaking hindi niya kilala. Mabilis siyang tumakas, umaasang maililigtas pa ang lahat. Pero huli na ang lahat. Pagsapit niya sa kanilang tahanan, naghihintay na ang galit ng kanyang ama. Kanselado ang kasal. Tinakwil siya ng pamilya. At ang dating hinaharap na puno ng pangarap... tuluyan nang naglaho, lalo pa’t dumating ang isang hindi inaasahang souvenir nang gabing ‘yon. Buntis siya… Sa hindi inaasahang pangyayari, nakilala ni Klaire ang lalaking nakasama niya nang gabing ‘yon. Walang iba kung hindi ang Tito ng kanyang ex-fiancee. Si Rage De Silva. Ano na lang ang gagawin niya kung ninanais nitong panagutan ang batang nasa sinapupunan niya? Paano kung ang lalaking kinamumuhian niya ay yayain siyang magpakasal?

My best friend, Maya, flew in from Miami for my bachelorette week. My last days of freedom. She insisted on a girls' night in to celebrate, ordering all my favorite takeout. She asked me to hold her mobile phone and wait.Then her phone lit up. A message from some guy. A shirtless pic. Text: I need you tonight. Another photo buzzed through. Sex toys. Bondage gear straight out of a movie. My face burned. My heart hammered against my ribs. I’d just stumbled into her secret life. But the next image made my blood run cold. A close-up of the man's chest. A jagged scar I knew better than my own reflection. It belonged to my fiancé, Luciano Carbone.

My sister, Laura Ward, died the year we were ten, the year we snuck out of school to play. From that day forward, my mother’s grief turned into a burning hatred for me, convinced that I was the reason my sister was gone. She treated me like a servant, like an unwanted burden, and filled the void by adopting a perfect, obedient daughter to replace my sister. She took everything from me without a second thought — my rights, my freedom, my very existence — and even demanded that I give up a kidney for her precious adopted girl. Alright, Mother, if you want a life, I’ll give you mine! But it was only when my body lay cold, my breath long gone, that she finally turned and looked at me.

Because I was born under the Moon’s blessing, my body ripened earlier than any she-wolf my age. On the night of my eighteenth turning, my brother—fearing I’d be force-claimed by brutes—entrusted me to his blood-oath brother: Silas, Alpha of the Northern Peak. The first time we met, his golden eyes locked on my bared neck and never left. His fangs sank into my scent gland that very night, claiming me beneath the full moon. For four years since, I’ve been his scribe by dawn light, and his whore by moonrise. He trained my body to fit his every hunger, covering me in bite marks, yet never left the Mating Mark that would make me his true mate. Four years later, his confidante from the Central Territories returned. He tore from my heat-soaked sheets without a backward glance, racing to the moon-platform to greet her. I followed, stomach hollow, scent glands throbbing with his phantom claim. Only an hour before, his hand—scarred from my own teeth—had clamped over my mouth as he rutted me into the furs. Now, before the assembled Pack, he stroked another woman’s silver hair. “Amara, don’t show that jealous look. Have you forgotten—four years ago, you were the one who crawled into my bed while I was moon-mad.” “This tantrum is unbecoming.” He was right. I had chosen this life myself. But when I finally chose to leave him, he was the first to break.

Seven years after my death, an engagement invitation from my ex-girlfriend arrives at my house. Back then, I had broken up with her in my lowest, most desperate days and married someone else. Now, she has reinvented herself as a rising powerhouse worth hundreds of billions, driven by revenge and eager to see me regret everything and beg for mercy. Unfortunately for her, I am not the one who shows up. She looks around in open contempt, convinced my absence means guilt, shame, and fear. When I finally appear, all she sees is an urn.