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His hand slid beneath my dress, fingers curling around my thighs with a possessive grip. "I always knew that scumbag couldn't treat you right," he murmured, his voice low and gravelly as his lips traced a slow path from my jaw to my neck. "Still can't figure out what you ever saw in him." I drew in a shaky breath as his hands moved higher, fingertips brushing the band of my panties, sending a jolt of heat through me. "Women like you are prizes, Sienna," he whispered against my lips, the words melting into my skin. My grip on his shirt tightened, knuckles white. "And prizes? They're meant to be fucking claimed. Owned." In the haze of intoxication, Alexander Grayson looked like the most beautiful thing on Earth—or perhaps he really was. "Can... can you make me forget about Ryatt?" I breathed, my voice trembling. A smirk tugged at his lips, dark and predatory, as his hand slid inside my panties, finding the heat of my wet, aching pussy. A soft moan escaped me, and I clung to him, every nerve alight."I'll make you forget about yourself, flower," with that he crushed his lips to mine. *** From the moment I met Alexander Grayson, I despised him with everything I had. But when with fate's cruel sense of humor he forced his way into my life, everything changed. He was everything I loathed—a womanizer, a violent monster, a spoiled heir with an ego larger than life itself. He should have meant nothing to me. Yet, I learned the truth the hard way: nothing about Alexander Grayson was ever simple. Alex dragged me into the hell he'd created, where he sat as the devil on the throne of darkness And the most terrifying part? I didn’t want to….escape.

"Daddy please" He looked up from between her thighs and gave her a warning glare "Careful little flower, you don't want to sleep with an aching pussy do you??" ●●● Lilliana Barnette is your typical timid teenage girl, who finds herself falling more and more in love with the handsome Damon Michaelson... her father's bestfriend, a man much older than her and one she's to refer to as her uncle. Damon Arnold Michaelson, a multi-billionare business tycoon, bachelor in his prime known for his irresistible charm amongst the ladies. He finds himself falling for his neice Lilliana, but ...being his bestfriend's daughter meant she was forbidden to him but his desire for her only grew with each passing day ...even when he was being intimate with other women. She took over all of his thoughts without even trying. He knew he had to keep his distance from her but instead, found himself wanting to touch her every chance he got. His mind wanted to own his bestfriend's daughter in ways no one had ever done not even her boyfriend. All the while, she innocently kept thinking he's not affected by her or her body unaware of his filthy need to claim her as his for everyone to see. Everything changes when his said bestfriend has to leave the city for a business trip, entrusting him with the responsibility of taking care of his only daughter. Leaving under the same roof, the two find themselves in a love/lust infested dilemma. It gets ever harder for them to keep their feelings for each other hidden with every passing day. Though they tried at first, eventually their forbidden desire wins. They start meeting up secretly as often as possible, away from prying eyes ...most importantly away from Lilliana's father's eyes.

I was born with a rare condition. My blood carried healing properties strong enough to neutralize any poison. When Garrett Frank, the young heir from Osbury, was bitten by a venomous snake, he was hanging by a thread. In that desperate moment, I slit my wrist and used my blood to cleanse the venom from his body. Only later did I find out that whoever saved Garrett's life would become the future Mrs. Frank. But after Garrett took over the family business, the first thing he did was drain every drop of blood from my body and have me chopped up and fed to his dogs. "At that time, Loretta had already brought the antidote," he had said coldly. "If you had just waited another five minutes, I could've married her openly and honorably. "But you had to interfere. You stole her place as Mrs. Frank, drove her into despair, and pushed her to take her own life. Since you claim your blood can cure any poison, let's see how much antidote it can make." They bled me dry and threw me into a cage for his dogs. I died there, torn apart and unrecognizable. Afterward, my parents went bankrupt because of the Franks. Both of them took poison and died together. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the very day Garrett had been bitten by the snake. Michelle Frank, Garrett's mother, looked at me with desperate hope. "I heard you have that rare healing blood," she said. "Will you please save my son?" I quickly shook my head. "That's just a rumor, Mrs. Frank. And honestly, using blood as medicine sounds pretty unsanitary. Please don't worry. I heard Ms. Huber is on her way with a special antidote. Your son will be fine!" Still, a small part of me couldn't help looking forward to what would happen. If I didn't step in this time, Garrett wouldn't just fail to inherit the family business—he'd be lucky to live another month!

I was born into a line of vampire hunters, but I was hopeless at it. I couldn't pass a single trial, couldn't make a single kill, so my family dumped me in the countryside and left me to rot. When they brought me back at eighteen, they packaged me up and handed me to the vampire noble Lucian von Karstein as his lowest blood-slave. I had already made my peace with being drained dry and tortured to death. He turned out to be nothing like what I expected. He built me a villa with good light. Every morning before dawn he went out to the garden and picked flowers still wet with dew, and left them by my pillow. When his family ordered him to kill me, he gave up five hundred years of glory for my sake. He surrendered his power, his title, his castle. He traded everything he had to keep me safe, and in the end he ran with me, away from the whole vampire world. But there was a curse in my blood. Every time I let myself feel something for him, it punished me, gnawing my heart to pieces one inch at a time. So all I could do was call him useless, force him to buy me jewelry, drive him away from my bed, and humiliate him every way I knew how. He ended up living in the garage, hauling cargo to survive, supporting a spoiled, vicious wife who treated him like dirt. One night I crept into his little partition and pulled back his collar. There was a burn the length of my hand, gotten from hauling freight day and night just to buy me a gift. I hid in the bathroom and ran the tap to cover the sound of crying. Dabbing ointment on the wound, sniffling, I asked the thing in my blood: "Curse. When is he finally going to hate me and leave?" The curse looked at the back of his hand, wet where my tears had fallen, then at the faint tremor of his lashes, and sighed. He's going to love you for the rest of his life.

Ang kwentong ito ay iikot sa buhay ni Ahtisa De Guzman, isang inosenteng babaeng nag tiwala sa itinuring niyang kaibigan na akala nya ay tutulungan sya makahanap ng side line upang makatulong sa nag -aagaw buhay niyang ama, ngunit sa halip na trabaho, sya pala ay ibinenta nito na nagbunga iyon ng isang batang lalaki. Kinamuhian niya ang kaibigan na nagtago na matapos siya nitong ibenta. Kinamumuhian din niya ang lalaking bumili sa kanya at nais niya itong makaharap Milo upang pghigantihan ngunit sa ngayon ay mag iipon muna sya ng lakas ng loob, tapang, at kompiyansa sa sarili bago niya ito balikan. Hindi man niya gaanong natitigan ang mukha ng lalaki matapos niya itong pukpukin ng flower vase sa ulo ay hindi naman niya nakakalimutan ang lugar kung saan siya binaboy nito. Hindi rin siya makapag focus dito dahil sa sobrang busy niya sa trabaho at sa pag aalaga sa anak niya. Gayonpaman, nangako sya sa sarili na hahanapin niya ang lalaki at paghihigantihan ito. Hindi siya titigil hanggat hindi nagagantihan ang taong umabuso sa kanya. Ngunit ganoon man ang kanyang sinapit, sa halip na kamuhian ang bata, minahal niya ito at siyang naging dahilan niya para lumaban, at harapin ang mga pagsubok sa buhay ng buong tapang, at mulling bumuo ng matayog na pangarap. Ngunit ang lahat ng Ito ay maglalaho nang umabot na sa ikalimang taon ang bata at doon napag alaman na may malubha itong sakit, sakit na ang tanging lunas ay bone marrow transplant mula sa sarili nitong ama dahil hindi nagmatched ang sa kanya.

After a vicious family power struggle, I fled to a small border town in the south. I took on a new identity and found work in a flower shop. Everyone believed I was dead. Then one day, someone from the family came to the shop to order flowers for the birthday party for Roman Jackson, the head of the Jackson family. The person who arrived was my former Underboss. She stared at me in shock and demanded to know why I had not returned to the Jackson family if I was still alive. She told me that Roman had kept watch over my grave for two years and that he had attempted suicide three times in the cemetery, each time stopped by someone else. Roman was my ex-husband. He had an adopted sister, Liliana. Fifteen years ago, her parents were gunned down while covering Roman's father's escape from a rival family. After that, Liliana became Roman's most cherished sister. She tampered with my armored car. The brakes failed, and the vehicle plunged off a cliff. I broke three ribs. Roman mobilized every resource the family had and pulled me back from the brink of death. She bribed my bodyguard and laced my red wine with a neurotoxin. I lay unconscious in the villa for three days and nights. Roman sealed off the entire city, hunted down everyone involved, and made them pay in blood. She tried to kill me, and he saved me. This absurd cycle went on for three years. Until the last time. She detonated a bomb at an arms deal I was overseeing, burning seventy percent of my body. As I was lifted onto the ambulance stretcher, I clutched Roman's suit and, with the last of my strength, begged him. "Kill her, Roman. She sabotaged the deal. Those are the family rules." He crouched down, his fingers brushing my bloodstained face. His voice was calm, almost cruel. "Liliana didn't mean to. Let it go. For the sake of what her parents sacrificed for the family." In that moment, my heart to him died completely.

Another name: TEARS OF A FLOWER "What do you want, Victoria?" Victoria walked closer to Vega, her eyes held hatred in them. "Look, let me warn you, don't even dare try to ruin my marriage, or else I will make your life a living hell!" "You knew he wasn't your mate, and you let him mark you, didn't you?" Vega asked with anger brewing inside her. Victoria lowered her gaze a little, which meant she actually knew. "So what if I know? I'm the one he marked, not you!" She yelled, showing Vega her marked neck. ****************************** What happens when your twin sister is accidentally marked by your one true mate? Victoria and Vega are twin sisters born to the Alpha of white snow pack. These sisters are so identical that it was very difficult to differentiate between them. Their Father Alpha Blake Gilbert sometimes found it hard to tell their differences too. Fortunately they had two distinct features that separated them, one is the fact that Victoria who happened to be the eldest was reckless and stubborn, while Vega was calm and quiet. But sadly, Vega was the one who always got punished for her sister's crime. Everyone in the white snow pack thought Vega was the black sheep among the two. Vega suffered silently. Secondly, Victoria's wolf was brown while Vega's was white, but no one had seen Vega's wolf which was a rare kind. Alpha Reynold Flames of Blue Stone Pack happens to be the most famous and well-respected Alpha in the northern province of Westland. He is a Lycan and he was very powerful. At the age of thirty, Reynold was still without a mate. When he visited white snow pack, his wolf sensed the presence of their mate. Excited as he was to find his mate, he was deceived into marking the wrong woman (Victoria) since she smelled just like his mate (Vega). What will happen to these three lives which have become entangled for life? Will there be a breakthrough for them or will things get even worse?

Everyone knew Elio Carbone, Don of the Carbone family, was a cold-hearted womanizer. He had one rule: never sleep with the same woman twice. But for me, he broke it. The first day after our breakup, he stood outside the old Bianchi estate for a day and a night, his entire security detail in tow, just to win me back. The second day, he flew to Sicily and bought the deed to my family's ancestral estate at auction for triple its value, and had it delivered to me. The third day, he tattooed my favorite flower, the lily, over his heart. The tattoo artist said he refused any anesthetic and didn't make a sound. Later, at a banquet for the Five Families, in front of all the other Dons, he sliced his palm and made a blood oath. He swore loyalty only to Eleonora Bianchi for the rest of his life; if he broke his vow, he would pay with his life. After a year of his relentless pursuit, his devotion finally wore me down, and I agreed to take him back. I truly believed him then. That Elio truly loved me. Until one night. He took me to an underground racetrack to broker a deal with an ally. But in the roaring crowd, I saw a girl, trembling and crying, her clothes in tatters. Ava was shoved to the starting line. She was the wager for the death race. One look was all it took for Elio's face to darken. The next second, he dropped his hand from my waist and, without a word, walked toward the track entrance. I stood frozen, watching his back as he disappeared into the driver's seat of a modified sports car. I used to wake up crying, terrified he would lose his life in one of these reckless races. He had smashed his trophies, burned his marker for the illegal track, and sworn to God he would never again enter such a life-or-death gamble. My hand drifted to my stomach, covering the secret I hadn't yet had the chance to share. His blood oath was broken. And so was I.

Noah's Pov: "Ready ka na, iho?" tanong sa'kin ni mama nang makababa ako sa hagdanan ng bahay namin. "Uh..huh!" sagot ko agad. Isasama niya daw ako sa party ng kaibigan niya at ipapakilala ako sa mga kaibigan nito na matagal niya nang gustong gawin. Bihira lang kasi ako dito sa Pilipinas. Madalas ay pinagbabakasyon lang ako ni papa kaya ako narito sa Pilipinas. Kadarating pa lang namin sa party when i saw this girl, she had a very adorable and innocent look. I was only ten pero pakiramdam ko ay bumilis ang tibok ng puso ko pagkakita ko pa lamang sa kan'ya. "Karina Villafuerte," tawag ng isang batang babaeng nagbeso sa kan'ya. She had a distinctive and unique appearance even at a young age with her genuine smile and a playfull expression, which i found endearing. She's wearing a white long gown with a big ribbon on the back of her gown. She's like a princess with that flower crown on her hair. Nagpatiim-bagang ako nang makitang ngumiti siya sa batang lalakeng lumapit sa kan'ya. Tss! mas gwapo ako d'yan! I was about to walk away nang makaisip ng paraan para mapansin niya ako. Mabilis akong naglakad papunta sa likod niya. Patay malisya kong inapakan ang nakalaylay niyang gown na ikinalingon niya bigla. Damn! Did i hear a ripping sound? Lagot na! ang balak ko lang ay apakan ang gown niya para mapansin niya ako. Pero hindi ko gustong mapunit iyon. "Oh my God! What did you do?" halos mamutla ako sa tanong niya. Oh, great! You really did a great job! You've got her attention: now what? Akala ko ay hahampasin ako nito ngunit bigla na lang itong naupo sa harap ko at tahimik na umiyak.

Good afternoon tuloy po kay- natutup ni Yumi ang bibig ng makita ang apat na lalakeng pumasok sa flower shop nya. kahit ang apat na lalake ay gulat na gulat ang mga ito. Y-yumi? sambit ng lalake na iniwan nya 7 years ago. Ang liit ang mundo ano?di mo akalain na dito pala natin sya makita.saad ng kasama ng lalakeng pilit kung kinalimutan. A'ah bibili po ba kayo ng bulaklak?wait lang po tawagin ko lang ang assistant ko. parang gusto kunang mag palamon ng lupa at ngayon mismo. aaslis sana ako...Oo bibili kami sagot ng lalakeng masama ang tingin nito sa kanya at nakatiim bagang pa. Okay maupo muna kayo dyan para hintayin ang oorderin nyo. tatalikod na sana ako pero bigla itong nag salita. bakit mo ako iniwan? tanong nito na kulang nalang ay kainin ako nito ng buhay. ah sir hindi kupo ang alam ang sinasasabi mo cge po tawagin ko lan-mommy mommy sabay sabay ng dalawang bata na kakapasok lang. nanghihina ang tuhod ko bahang nakatingin sa dalawang bata sa harapan ko. mommy mommy pukaw nito sakin..tiningnan ko ang hitsura ng kaharap kung lalake.ay maskin sya ay nanlalake ang mga mata.habang nakatingin sa dalawang bata mom I'm hungry na po saad ng anak kung babae. me too mom i'm hungry too. A-ah okay cge mga anak pumasok muna kayo sa loob mag hahanda ako ng food nyo. okay mom sabay sabay nitong sagot. ma'am may order ba? sulpot ng assistant ko. para naman akung nakahinga ng dumating ito. ah Oo mae pasuyo naman sa order nilang bulaklak ha! tatalikod nako ng nag tanong ito.Anak mo sila? hindi nako lumingon pa dito. Oo lang sagot ko at umalis nako dahil parang matutumba nako sa lambot ng binti ko. wrong timing talaga!