For A Minute I Was Stone Cold Sober

Laura Miller Williams problems come all at once. Her boyfriend cheated on her, her father's company was on the verge of bankruptcy, and she risked losing the Miller Estate. Now, she was about to marry a man she only knew by name - Draco Atlas Smith, the owner of the Smith Group of Companies. It was a marriage of convenience; she and Draco would marry to save her family's assets, especially the beloved Miller Estate. And when Laura saw the man she was to marry, her heart almost stopped. Draco Atlas Smith was tall, fair-complexioned, well-built, and gorgeously handsome. The man's sex appeal was simply overflowing. His piercing stare sent chills, a trait that earned him the formidable reputation as the Cold Billionaire. Draco and Laura got married in a simple ceremony. But it wasn't until she became Mrs. Smith that she discovered the real reason he'd married her. It wasn't just about helping her; he'd used her to exact revenge on her father, who had wronged him.

The newly hired genius programmer was a proud woman who always thought she could turn the entire industry on its head. When an investor tried to pressure her into drinking, she flipped the table and slapped him across the face. "My worth is in my programming skills, not my ability to network. Asking me to drink with you is an insult." Enraged, Clint Warner immediately withdrew the eighty-million investment agreement. He even swore he would never work with us again. As the Head of Product, I scrambled to apologize. The situation was only salvaged after I drank so much that I ended up hospitalized. … Later, I complained to the boss and demanded that he discipline the new hire. To my shock, he dismissed the matter. "If the employee causes any problem, it's because the supervisor failed in their duty. The promised million-dollar dividend bonus is cancelled. Take this as your warning." Fed up, I wrote down Mary Hansen's name on the Counseling-Out List. She couldn't care less. "I have abilities you’ll never match, unlike a scheming bootlicker like you. If anyone tries to go after me, the project will be halted. Don't come crying to me when everything collapses." I did not argue with her then. However, when the Counseling-Out List was announced, I found my own name on it. The boss claimed it was a mistake to force me to leave. Then he promoted Mary to my position and even granted her the authority of a vice president. "You were only great because of the company's support. Mary's not the same. She's young and truly talented. She’ll lead us to greater heights." With a cold smirk on my face, I made my way to our competitor, taking the crucial piece of our company's technology with me.

After eighteen years of wandering alone, I looked like a tomboy covered in dirt when I was found and brought home. Just as I was about to shower, there was a loud scream in the bathroom. The fake heiress rushed out. She pushed me down before she threw herself into Mom’s arms and cried. “He… He peeped on me while I was showering. He even tried to touch me inappropriately!” Mom was furious, and Dad raised his arm to punch me. My brother was so enraged that he even wanted to throw me out! However, I was a girl! Did they forget that the child they lost was a girl?

Two years ago, as a graduate of Werewolf Medical School, I volunteered to go to the most remote and poorest pack, as it had always been my dream to help werewolf patients in need. I heard from my teacher that the werewolves in the Rogue Pack were the poorest and that their living conditions were the worst. Most of the werewolves there were old and weak, so I volunteered to go to that pack as soon as I graduated. After I arrived, I helped them build an infirmary and even set up a blood station. Every year, I led them in voluntary blood donations. But one time—right after I had taken a short break following a blood donation—they turned on me. They slandered me, calling me a selfish and heartless healer. Worse still, they accused me of faking illness, claiming I was lying comfortably in bed while patients were dying—refusing to lift a finger to save them. Not only that, they stormed into the infirmary, seized all my herbs and equipment, and completely trashed the place I had built for them with my own hands. Recalling the days I had spent day and night healing them—only to see my infirmary destroyed and my dream shattered—I let out a bitter smile. I picked up the phone and called the dean of my home pack. "I'm ready to return," I said. "I want to serve the patients in our own pack." Then, without a trace of regret, I left that place behind. However, after I gave up, the whole pack regretted it and begged me to return.

I woke up to the morning sun shining dimly into my room, directly into my face. The feeling of a rough hand resting lightly on my stomach, I turn over and my eyes widen with shock. How the hell did my Chief end up in my bed? What did I do last night? I tried my hardest to remember what all went down at the mandatory command picnic… I remember going out to a bar outside of base. I remember dancing, after running into a friend from my previous command, that left a year after I got there, because she got transferred to a new command. I remember her buying me shots, to celebrate our reunion and working together again. But then everything went blank….

I was the stand-in who looked most like my husband's first love. He put me through countless plastic surgeries, both major and minor ones, until I became her exact likeness. But then, she came back from the dead. All it took was her saying, "I don't like anyone looking like me," and he sent me right back to the operating table once more. I begged him, telling him that my body couldn't handle it anymore. Alas, he only looked at me with irritation. "Seeing that cheap imitation of her face just disgusts me," he sneered. "No matter how close you come, you'll never be her." In the end, I died on that operating table. Yet, he went mad, trying desperately to recall what I once looked like.

BOOK 1: THE MAN I WAS NEVER MEANT TO LOVE (KIARA AND NOAH) BOOK 2: THE WOMAN WHO MADE ME IN LOVE (ZOREN AND ELYSE) Lumaki si Kiara sa mundong puno ng bawal, bawal magkamali, bawal lumaban, bawal magmahal nang sarili niyang paraan. Kaya nang ipilit ng mga magulang niya ang arranged marriage niya kay Zoren, ang cold at dutiful heir, wala siyang nagawa kundi sundin ito, kahit na ramdam niyang hindi iyon ang buhay na gusto niya. Pero ang hindi nila alam ang tunay na panganib ay hindi ang lalaking papakasalan niya, kung hindi ang kapatid nito na si Noah, isang rebelde, wild, at mapusok. Lalaking parang unos na biglang pumasok sa tahimik niyang mundo. He is everything she should stay away from, a man who rides too fast, lives too freely, and kisses like sin. Pero siya lang ang nakakita sa Kiara na matagal nang nakakulong. Siya ang nagpakita ng kalayaan, saya, at pagmamahal na hindi kailanman inalok sa kaniya. Hanggang unti-unti, nahulog siya sa lalaking hinding-hindi dapat naging bahagi ng buhay niya. Pero may tinatagong lihim si Noah, isang katotohanang itinago ng pamilya nito para protektahan ang pangalan nila. A secret that proves he was never ment to be in Kiara's world... or in her heart. Kakayanin ba nilang lumaban sa ano mang unos na kanilang mararanasan? Kahit na alam nilang bawal, mali, at madaming tutol dito. He was the man she was never meant to love pero siya rin ang lalaking hindi niya kayang pakawalan.

Sa araw ng anibersaryo ng pagkawala ng kambal nilang anak, tuluyang gumuho ang mundo ni Clarissa Velasco, not just from grief, but from the cold indifference of the man she once loved. Iniwan na lang siyang muli ni Adrian na parang wala siyang halaga, iniwan siyang maraming tanong sa isip niya, at nang bumalik ito, hindi para ayusin ang lahat, kundi para durugin pa siya lalo. Pero sa gitna ng pagkawasak niya, isang bagay ang hindi niya inaasahan. She’s pregnant. Habang pilit niyang binubuo muli ang sarili para sa batang dinadala niya, natuklasan niya ang mas masakit na katotohanan. Ang lalaking tinatawag niyang asawa ay may ibang buhay, at may anak na tinatawag siyang “Daddy.” She was abandoned. Betrayed. Replaced. Ngayon, haharap si Clarissa sa pinakamahirap na laban ng buhay niya. Mananatili ba siya sa lalaking sumira sa kanya, o pipiliin niyang lumayo at ipaglaban ang sarili at ang anak niya? In a world full of lies, pain, and betrayal. Kaya pa ba niyang magmahal ulit, or this time, sarili naman niya ang pipiliin niya?

Limang taon na ang nakalipas mula nang talikuran ni Nica Mendoza ang lalaking minahal niya higit pa sa sariling buhay. Sa kapalit ng limang milyong piso—at isang pangakong ililigtas ang kanyang ina—iniwan niya si Rafael Watson, ang nag-iisang lalaking pinangarap niyang makasama habang-buhay. Ngunit ang kapalit ng kanyang sakripisyo ay hindi kapayapaan… kundi impiyernong walang tigil. Ngayo’y muli silang nagtagpo—ngunit hindi bilang magkasintahan, kundi bilang amo at kasambahay. Si Rafael, ang ngayon ay tinaguriang Cold Billionaire, ay walang ni katiting na init ng damdamin sa kanyang mga mata. Sa bawat titig, bawat utos, at bawat sarkastikong ngiti niya, ramdam ni Nica ang galit... ang hinanakit... at ang pagnanasang tila hindi nawala sa kabila ng taon. Sa loob ng apat na pader ng marangyang mansion, isang mapanganib na laro ng damdamin ang magsisimula. Isang larong puno ng pagsisisi, pagkakaila, at mga lihim na matagal nang ibinaon sa limot. Pero paano kung ang larong ito ay muling mag-alab—mas mainit, mas delikado, at mas makasalanan? Sa pagitan ng galit at pagnanasa, alin ang pipiliin—ang paglimot o ang muling pagtikim sa isang bawal na pagmamahalan?

Blurb “Admit it, you want me,” Frank said, staring deep into my eyes like I was the best thing he had ever seen. “I…don't.” “Real believable glasses.” He murmured, inching closer and closer. “Stop me if you truly believe your body isn't aching for me like mine is.” And then he claimed my lips in a searing hot kiss that left my body aching for him and my pussy dripping. Mimi Salvador has one rule: keep her fantasies on paper. The awkward, book-smart college writer has spent years hiding behind her laptop, secretly crafting spicy fanfiction about her stepbrother, Danny, the campus hockey golden boy. But when a mix-up at his game hands her smutty manuscript to his arrogant rival, Frank Santiago, her carefully built world combusts. Frank, cocky, tattooed, and maddeningly irresistible, should be her worst nightmare. Instead, he becomes her reluctant savior, claiming to be her boyfriend to save her from public humiliation. But pretending to date the campus bad boy comes with consequences… like stolen kisses that feel too real, late-night texts that make her heart race, and the terrifying realization that she might be writing her next fanfiction about him. Now Mimi’s torn between the boy she’s always loved and the one who’s making her rewrite every fantasy she’s ever had. In a campus where secrets spread faster than gossip, one mistake could cost her everything, including her heart. steamy, enemies-to-lovers, fake-dating hockey romance about love, lust, and learning that sometimes the best stories are the ones that write themselves.