Dream High 2 Cast

 Mataman ko lamang siyang pinagmamasdan mula rito, sa may ‘di kalayuan. Batid ko na kanina pa siya sa akin naghihintay.  Halata ang labis na pagkainip na mababanaag sa kaniyang hapong mukha, ngunit sadyang hindi ko magawang maihakbang ang aking mga paa palapit sa kaniya… hindi ko pa kaya.  Alam ko, na sa sandaling gawin ko ang bagay na iyon ay ito na rin ang magiging simula nang tuluyan kong paglimot sa kaniya— na matagal ko na sanang ginawa.      ●  SA edad labing-anim, labis na nasaktan ang murang puso ni Cinderella, nang malaman nito na ang lalaking lubos n’yang hinahangaan ay may napupusuan na palang iba.  Dahil sa nangyari, isinumpa niya sa sarili na hinding-hindi na siya muling iibig pa. Na si Miguel Balbuena lamang ang nag-iisa at natatanging lalaki na kakikiligan niya –wala ng iba.  At para maisakatuparan ng dalagita ang bagay na iyon, napagpasyahan nito na baguhin ang sarili niyang katauhan– ang maging isang tomboy.   Hanggang kailan mapaninindigan ni Syd ang pagtotomboy-tomboyan, kung makasalamuha niya na ang lalaking katulad ng isang Juan Benedicto Antonio III?   Juan Benedicto Antonio III, a 25-year-old future CEO of Antonio-Go Corporation, one of the largest distributor of Agro-Chemicals, fertilizers and seeds in the Philippines. A certified womanizer at never pang nagseryoso sa isang babae. Ayaw nitong pinagsasabay ang business and pleasure,kaya naman agad nitong sinisibak sa trabaho ang sinuman sa mga nagiging sekretarya, na nagpapakita ng mga kakaibang motibo sa kaniya.  Paano kung makasalamuha na ng binata ang kakaibang sekretarya sa katauhan ni Syd Santos, isang lesbiyana at nang nagsabog ang Diyos ng lakas ng sex appeal sa mundo ay sinalo na nito lahat.  May mamuo kayang love story sa pagitan ng dalawang nilalang na ito, na parehong nakararanas ng Pogi Problem Syndrome?

Темные дни пришли в Дорвенант. Грегор Бастельеро спас столицу, но не окажется ли цена слишком высокой? Лучано хочет выполнить заказ и выжить – но так ли это просто в чужой стране? А Айлин и Аластору предстоит опасное путешествие и многие не хотят, чтобы оно состоялось!

She lost her parents and two year later she was forced to run away with her cousin. She returned and was sold into marriage the day she returns. She made sure her uncle wouldn't be living off her. The papers were sign and she went off to live her new life yet what she expected from this new life was not what she received. Pain and suffering, humiliation and heartbreak, from her husband. Will she be able truly find happiness? But it seems she had forgotten about the man who gave her a ride back home the day her contract marriage began. A new home and all but that was shattered by the one person she thought should love her... ©Hopesophine

They say when you wake with the woman you love in your arms it feels like the whole world has been set right. I have to agree, except once reality kicks in you feel like you just been mind fucked......... "Please what? Tell me you want me to fuck you!" He demanded. His finger slid halfway in my wet heat as his thumb rubbed perfectly over my clit. His touch was throwing my body into an erratic mess of pleasure, but the slow torture was making me lose control. He chuckled watching my body squirm under him. I took a deep breath then let everything go. "Please, fuck me." "That's my girl." He taunted removing his fingers "Christian!" I gave him a look that I would cut off his dick. This boy loved teasing me and it really pissed me off. "Relax kitten. I never break my promises." He pulled me up and slid my dress off. I became instantly aware of us both practically naked in front of each other. My legs tried closing shut and my arms came to my chest. "Oh, it's too late for that little girl. Your body is mine now." His knees moved my thighs further apart and he took both my wrists in one hand pinning them above me. His mouth sucked on my breasts then his other hand untied my bathing suit bottom slowly peeling away the last piece of fabric covering my body. "Fucking perfect." His hand grabbed one of mine sliding it down my body making me touch myself until he reached the one part of my body, I needed him to touch the most. He guided my finger with his inside my walls making my back arch. "You feel how soft your pussy is? It drives me insane."

Как остаться собой, попав под чары артефакта, который дарует силу, так и норовя взамен забрать контроль над телом и разумом. Ещё и проклятие не даёт покоя, требуя докопаться до истины и восстановить справедливость. Как тут не превратиться в карающего монстра? Ведь окружающий мир отнюдь небезгрешен, и чем больше власти имеет человек, тем тяжелей его грехи. И их так много, а я…

Percayalah lebih baik makan sambal terasi lauk ikan asin, tapi hidup mandiri dari pada makan ayam goreng K*C namun tinggal dengan mertua abadi.

Vampires, I'd never seen one up close before. That is, until one tried to kill me. But he saved me, the Reaver Raphael. I know I'm only Human, but the more I learn of him, the more intrigued I become. He scares me, much more than I'd ever admit. My instincts scream at me to run. I know he's one of the four brothers who control the Underworld. I know he kills people without warning or trigger. I know the other Supernaturals fear him, and I know what he says goes… period. Yet, I find myself drawn to him, my fear tempered by a morbid curiosity. Being around someone as powerful as Raphael is daunting, yet every time I'm near him, I feel a swarm of butterflies in my stomach. But I'm aware of the danger. I've studied the Reavers, and I know their charm is designed to lure you in. Raphael doesn't even have to try… he exudes an effortless allure that draws me, and everyone else, to him. I know I should run, I want to run. But I'm frozen in place, and the warning signs only seem to heighten the allure. I've danced with danger for too long, but playing with fire has never felt so satisfying. That was, until I woke up in a strange place, surrounded by an unsettling array of supernatural creatures. Reality hit me like a slap in the face. And it's in this moment that I regret ever pursuing the man in the silver suit, who meets me in the diner... I've read enough love stories to know that love could be a fatal flaw, or a mans greatest strength. Could I be his? Or would our love become a fatal collision course from which neither of us would escape?

Aoi had been bonded with Takeru since they were in college. However, when Takeru's family learned about Aoi's family background, they immediately devised a scheme that made them break up. Aoi's mark became his illness. When the bond is broken, the mark on the omega's neck will become the reason for the danger in his life. The spider-web-like mark on his nape from his bonded mark became larger and larger as time passed by. Aoi came back for his friend and cousin's wedding, and when he and his bonded pair meet again, will they be able to fix the things between them or Takeru will marry another omega?  Will they be able to fight what's for them or they will leave nothing for each other but pain?

Katherine Azuretha Garcia is not your typical high school student. Naniniwala siya na kung sino pa ang mga taong minamahal mo, siya rin ang sasakit sa iyo nang sobra. She proves that by what her parents and ex-boyfriend did to her. They betrayed her. They broke the trust she gave in. Naniniwala siya na lahat ng lalaki ay manloloko. She's right. Her ex-boyfriend was a playboy indeed. Pinagpustahan siya. Ginawang flavor of the month. Niloko siya nang harap-harapan. After what she witnessed, magtitiwala pa ba siya sa mga lalaki? No. But not until this half-Japanese, half-Filipino arrogant rushed into her life. Ginulo nito ang paniniwala at maging ang buhay niya. Siya na ba iyong lalaking makakatanggap ng sikretong matagal niya ng itinatago? Pero... paano kung coincidence lang pala ang lahat na pagkakatagpo nila? Na hindi siya iyong taong nakalaan para sa kanya? Because there are so many reasons why they can't be together. -

Я научилась жить без него, без любимого мужчины, которого у меня отняли. Научилась бороться и выживать в окружении злобных нелюдей. Стала сильнее ради своего будущего. Но смогу ли пережить воскрешение того, кого даже не мечтала увидеть ещё раз? *** — Ты… жив? — А ты? Ты жива, Настя? Как тебе жилось без меня? Не скучала? Немо открываю рот, сглатываю. Закрываю глаза и мотаю головой. — Не может быть… Ты не настоящий. Мне просто чудится. — О нет, Настенька. К твоему огромному сожалению, я очень даже реален.