Elf In Tagalog

TITLE: SYNOPSIS “What are you doing to me?” I asked as my voice dropped an octave lower. Jayden's palm slapped my clit and in the next moment I came, convulsing and jerking really hard. “Such a slut.” He whispered and shoved his wet palm in my mouth. “I'm sure you love what you taste.” He whispered and pinched my clit. “There'll be more.” He walked out and I had my mouth opened,spit drooling out with the jerking subsiding a little….. Jayden Newton held rage in his heart,rage large enough to erupt an earthquake and that's because he lost everything he had under his nose,lost both parents to the hands of serial killers,lost his sister to some gang of rapists and after much investigation,he finally found out the culprit had a daughter. He'd stop at nothing till he gets his hand on her and treat her like the animal he knows her father to be. But what happens when passion,hot like a molten magma ignites between him and Alexia,his enemies daughter? What happens when her body is all he needs to go insane and lose himself in the abyss of passion? Will he continue with his revenge or quench his insatiable taste for passion……

Bella, a young lady goes on a journey of self-discovery, while she was looking for her lost memories she finds the love of her life, as he is trying to help her, he unravels mysteries of his own, and their search end with shocking discoveries but will they love story end there?

Gilbert yang menjabat sebagai CEO atau pemilik perusahaan besar dan terkenal seperti Pradipta Group sudah berulang kali mengganti sekretaris, setiap sekretaris wanita yang bekerja padanya pasti akan menggodanya, itu bukan masalah besar karena ia pun suka melakukan hubungan intim dengan para wanita cantik dan seksi. Masalahnya adalah saat para wanita itu meminta hubungan yang lebih seperti pernikahan, ia tak berminat akan hal itu. Bahkan saat mencoba memakai sekretaris pria tetap saja ia digoda dan hal itu membuatnya jijik. Hingga seorang gadis lugu dan penurut bernama Namiya datang untuk melamar posisi sekretaris, wanita itu tak menggodanya, tak tersenyum padanya, bersikap dingin dan sangat profesional hingga ia meragukan pesonanya yang seketika luntur dan tak bisa mempengaruhi wanita itu. Namiya terpaksa bertahan jadi sekretaris Gilbert karena ia butuh pekerjaan ini jika tidak maka ia akan menampar bosnya ketika mulai mencoba menggodanya. "Menilaiku sama dengan wanita lain adalah kesalahanmu, bukan salahku. Aku tak perlu membuktikan jika aku berbeda, karena berlian tak pernah bicara dia berbeda dari batu sebab orang bodoh pun tahu akan hal itu."

A wild night, a bunch of young adults, some booze and everything fun. What could possibly go wrong! Mating season, everyone must find someone at least. Sao doesn't want a mate but he needs to have one because everyone expects everyone to. Winter doesn't care about mating either. She hopes to leave before the mates ritual. But she bumps into Sao who turns out to be her mate. The wild night takes them to a tattoo artist. One tattoo called Fahara sends them to an unknown desert. They discover hidden past between them and work together to find the heart of magic which secretly was their lives mission. Winter discovers more about herself. Turns out she is gifted. The Fahara is a kind of mind game that is treacherous and dangerous. These two must complete their mission to get out of the Fahara. They are cautious but don't forget to have fun thanks to adventurous Sao.

I am not a mermaid but with only a simple touch, I can make someone forget about me. I am not a time traveler, but I am very prone to waking up to other people's bodies, a different scenario, and a different timeline. If someone will ask me who I am, my only answer will be... I am someone lost in time.

My twin sister, wanting to be with her thug boyfriend, secretly planned to apply for a junior college. When I could not talk her out of it, I told our parents and managed to stop her. However, just a month into the new semester, her thug boyfriend cheated on her. She left a suicide note, blaming it all on the long distance between them. She wrote that if she had gone to that junior college, her boyfriend would never have cheated. Grief‑stricken, my parents turned all their rage on me. "You wretched girl, this is all your fault for meddling! What business was it of yours which school your sister went to? Even if she didn't go to college, we could still support her. We didn't need your big mouth!" "If it weren't for your spiteful tongue, your sister wouldn't be dead!" "We were cursed to have a vicious, unfilial daughter like you!" They locked me in her room, ordering me to repent. Then they took her ashes on a trip, saying they wanted her to see the beautiful mountains and rivers she never got to visit in life. A month later, they returned from their travels to find me long dead, starved to a withered husk in front of my sister's photo. Their eyes held no grief, no guilt, only a faint, scornful curl of the lips. In their eyes, my death was nothing more than justice served. My broken soul saw their icy expressions, and despairing tears burned my eyes. Then my sister's familiar voice rang out again: "What business is it of yours which school I go to? You're just jealous that I have a boyfriend, aren't you?"

I die in the basement after being burned by acid. My family doesn't recognize me, and they don't call the cops. My mother picks up the scalpel that hasn't been used in years and debones me. My father excitedly mixes my skeleton with concrete and turns me into an exquisite statue. My sister uses the sculpture she's made out of my flesh and portrays herself as a genius sculptor whom everyone admires. Later, the sculpture is shattered, revealing half a broken finger inside. That's when everyone panics.

This book is a spin-off of Damaged: Lala has made her escape from the biker leader Spin, although currently pregnant at eighteen with Spin having demanded she have an abortion. Three years pass between the time she leaves Spin before he finds her again. During the three years: Lala has changed her identity to Amory Williams, changed her look, and is the successful owner of the Spark Nightclub in Brooklyn, NY. She is also tangled in a complicated relationship with Jonny Knight. Jonny met Lala under her identity as Amory, when he left the US Navy. He's hired by her to protect her, but their relationship has built into something so much more than a business professional one. When Spin re-enters Amory's life, Jonny fights to keep him out, but the decision will ultimately fall on her... Who will she choose: the bad boy she fled from who is seeking redemption, or the good guy who stuck by her as she rebuilt her life? Find out what happened between Jonny and Amory from the moment they met, and Jonny's point of view right up until the very end of Damaged. This book will also feature an alternate ending!

No one understands the pain of losing everything you have in the twinkle of an eye. Ayala goes from having millions in her account due to her multi-millionaire father to being content with just a few thousand, her standards drop and so do her friends. In a bid to make money, she decides to work for the Igor’s. She meets Alexie and gets into a relationship with him with a promise that he would restore her father’s company to status quo, she’s not in love with him but she endures his lack of emotions, constant sexual urge, and poor treatment to accomplish this. While working for Vladimir, her boss, she develops feelings for him but tries to keep it under the radar because of her relationship with his cousin and she doubts he, Vladimir would ever feel the same. She also faces constant teases from his ex-girlfriend, Irina but tries to look past it. When she and Vladimir eventually confess their feelings to each other, they get into a relationship, but would the relationship last if she discovers that Vladimir was the one that led to the bankruptcy of her father’s company?

The doctor said I only had three days left to live. Acute liver failure. My only hope was an experimental clinical trial. It was extremely risky, but had the faintest sliver of a chance to survive. But my husband, David, gave the last available spot... to my adopted sister, Emma, also my daughter’s godmother. Her condition was still in its early stages. He said it was the "right decision," because she “deserved to live more.” I signed the papers to forgo treatment and took the high-dose painkillers prescribed by the doctor. The cost? My organs would shut down, and I would die. When I handed over the jewelry company I’d poured my heart into, along with all my designs, to Emma, my parents praised me, saying, “Now that’s what a good big sister should do.” When I agreed to divorce David so he could marry Emma, he said, “You’ve finally learned to be understanding.” When I told my daughter to call Emma ‘Mom,’ she clapped her hands and said, “Emma is such a gentle and kind mother!” When I gave all my assets to Emma, everyone in the family thought it was only natural. No one noticed anything was wrong with me. I’m just curious. Will they still be able to smile when they find out I'm dead?