Historical Romance Novels Series

Young, rich, happy go lucky, a womanizer. That is Enrico Joaquin Montefalco's life. But in one snap everything has changed. May nag iwan ng bagong silang na bata sa labas ng kanilang mansiyon at siya ang sinasabing ama nito ayon sa sulat na nakalakip sa basket na pinaglagyan ng munting anghel. Sa dami ng babaeng dumaan sa buhay niya, hindi niya alam kung sino doon sa kanila ang ina ng bata. Hindi niya kayang alagaan na mag isa ang bata lalo na at may negosyo siyang kailangan siya. Kaya nag hire siya ng yaya para sa anak niya. Nadia Carnaje-isang ulila, magaling na mang aawit at raketera na nangangarap na makapasok sa mansyon ng mga Montefalco. Pangarap niyang maging isang sikat na mang aawit, ngunit mas pinili niya ang maging isang yaya ng anak ng babaerong si Enrico Joaquin Montefalco. Ano ang maging papel ni Nadia at Baby Gio sa buhay niya, is it good or bad? Is he accept the fact and reality na isa na siyang ama o magpatuloy sa buhay na kinasanayan niya? Ito na ba ang karma sa pagiging babaero niya?

Jakielynn Rose siya ang babaeng pa astig-astig.Troublemaker. Walang magawa sa buhay. At trip lang niyang maging astig. Wala sa bukabolaryo nito ang takot. Siya mismo ang naghahanap ng gulo. Pero ang sa paghahanap nito ng gulo ay may matuklasan siyang tungkol sa kanyang totoong pagkatao. Matatanggap ba niya ito o iiwasan na lang at tumakbo.

SOPHIE HUNTSBERGER found her way to a new life and new family when she ran from the physical and sexual abuse at the hands of her father. She has blossomed, healed in ways she never imagined she would or could within the safe arms of her adoptive family. ARRICK CARRERO has been her rock, her best friend and her protector for years, but even he cannot get to the root of her growing emptiness. Sophie is lost. And she's reaching out for anything to fill the void and cure whatever ails her. When Sophie realises the answer has been within arms reach all along, she’s unable to prepare herself for Arrick’s spiralling emotions. What was once innocent now comes into question - and life does not always let the heart prevail. Characters that will break your heart, as well as each other’s.

Sometimes letting go is the best choice. It will be painful but it will be worth it. Belle Marie Saavedra was still young when she met Simone Jose Dela Vega, the happy-go-lucky brother of her bestfriend. The young bachelor is living the life to it's fullest. Simone don't think about responsibilities and shits in life. No plan of finishing his studies and helping his parents on their business. His father was fed up and made decision that will change his life. He hired a tutor for him just so he could finish his college. A tutor that will make him change his mind and made him fall for her hard and deep. They fell in love. He felt like she was the one meant for him. She thought that he's the one for her. Got married and kept it secret. But one accident changed everything... Will the heart remember what the mind don't?

They say life begins after 40, but Cassie ain't feelin' it. Divorced and feeling trapped by her job, she wants to let loose for her friend's tropical beach wedding. She decides to let her hair down and get a little unpredictable. That's when she meets a handsome bartender, Wyatt. Despite a few grey hairs, Wyatt's the liveliest man that Cassie has ever met. She knows that there's got to be more to his life story than just being a bartender, but this is just supposed to be a vacation fling. And after sunny days spent breaking all the rules on the beach together, Cassie realizes that nobody has ever listened to her the way that Wyatt does. His carefree life is enviable, his kisses are intoxicating, and she can almost imagine a life with him. But all vacations come to an end. And when Cassie invites him to visit her hometown, Wyatt reveals that he can never go back. Not to her town. Not to America. Not to civilization. Cassie leaves, confused and heartbroken, wondering just who she got herself involved with. Suddenly, her predictable life gets turned upside down when she sees her picture splashed across the Internet. And when the tabloids come looking for the mature woman who found the lost billionaire, she has no idea what to do... ...until he comes back.

WARNING 18+ CONTAINS MATURE SCENES “Touch my throne and lose your hand. Touch her. . .and lose your soul.” • • • • • King Kaelric is cursed and his kingdom withers without the continuation of his bloodline. Thirty-two maidens were ritually prepared to carry his child and all thirty-two failed to conceive. His enemies sharpen their spears, and King Kaelric is scarred from battle, cold with a duty to protect his people. Elira, a slave girl with no memory of her past, shares a forbidden yet passionate night with the King and bears his seed. But when the pregnancy threatens her fragile life, Kaelric has to choose between the heir fated to restore his kingdom...or the slave who gave him something greater than a kingdom. • • • • • Cursed Bloodline is the first book in The Bloodline Series-a dark, steamy fantasy romance full of fated mates, sacrifice and twisted magic.

It was something that Lissa had wanted ever she laid eyes on their newly appointed supervisor over the small but continuously growing company that she works for. He's gorgeous as hell. And everybody wants him. Sometimes, Lissa even thinks about whenever she 'plays' with herself. But of course, everything that she fantasies will remain as a fantasy. That supervisor of hers is bisexual and prefers to do the deed with men. But that's until she hears a little something from a little birdie in the table next to her. "Karma is a bitch, and revenge is best served cold --- bitter and kicking." As the messed up relationship between Anthony and Lissa grows passionately everyday, a text message from an unknown number will disrupt their lives. The text message contained a few sentences, something vague and Anthony thought it was only a scam for there are so many opportunistic folks in the world. However, the next day when he turned up for work with Lissa holding his hand, a certain woman wearing a Burgundy lipstick rattled him to the core. It was Tessa. Armed with vengeance and a story that could potentially destroy the empire Anthony's father has built. "So... what's your plan now, Mr. Lee?" Tessa leaned closer, whispering words laced with venom to his ear. "Will you cave in, or... would you like the world to know what kind of twisted son a of a bitch you really are." Anthony swallowed, beads of sweat forming on his forehead. His head was spinning and his world was crashing and burning and breaking in different places. And so it's true, Karma comes after everyone eventually. And this is his. "What do you want?" Tessa licked her lips then smirked. "Isn't it obvious?" She chuckled, her fingers traveling down his pants. "You."

“Tell me you hate me,” Mikhail whispered, aggressively pressing the side of my face against his expensive wooden table. I inhaled sharply, fighting back the moan in my throat. “I…” I wanted to force the words out, because I did. I hated him with every fiber of my being, with every drop of the blood in my veins. At the same time, I didn't. I had never put a label on the other thing I felt for him. He would never feel the same, and he would scorn me. “Say it, Marlowe. Say you hate me.” He dared, thrusting hard into me and stealing my breath. “Oh my God,” I cried out, pushing my ass backwards to meet his thrusts despite myself. “You can't say it, can you?” He laughed scornfully. “I… hate you.” I managed, inhaling sharply. He tugged my hair, fucking me harder. “No, you don't.” I couldn't argue, because an earth shattering orgasm snuck up on me and blinded my thoughts. When I recovered, I realized he was not completely wrong. *** *** *** Marlowe had a simple, happy life up until her late teens when she was about to go to college. Her father was murdered in cold blood and her mother fell apart. She was left to take care of herself and her mother, and all her dreams were shattered. She is kidnapped and sold to someone she once knew and was in love with. Mikhail Romanov. He is an entirely different person now. But Marlowe is an angel and she can melt the hardest of hearts. They fall in love with each other, but with this romance comes a revelation of secrets that shatter Marlowe and all that's left of her is a woman that is filled with hatred and anger, and desperate for revenge.

Beckett Clainfer would not be able to live in this world if it’s not for his desire to kill his parents’ murderer. With that in mind, he endured every pain for the pleasure that’s about to come—Reputation, wealth, and a drug den that suffices his needs and luxuries. Maayos naman ang lahat, pero nang dumating si Vivianne Allamino sa buhay niya ay nagkagulo na ang lahat. He sinfully fell in love with her, when he should have never been involved with her in the first place… Especially when she wanted him dead more than anyone else. Dahil kaunti na lang ang pagpipilian niya ay sumali siya sa Foedus Corp sa Agrianthropos City para maprotektahan ang sarili, at maligtas si Vivianne. But could he really find salvation in Hell?

She thought she had everything. A fated mate. A future. A home. Until it all came crashing down. He came back with another woman. A baby in her belly. And just like that, Elara was nothing. Framed for a crime she didn't commit, the only end for her was death. But fate isn’t done with her yet. A stranger steps out of the shadows. Not just any man—the Lycan King. Feared. Hated. Untouchable. Part demon. Part vampire. Part wolf. He doesn't save her, he claims her. Offers her a deal she can’t afford to refuse: Be his Luna for one year. She should’ve said no. But he’s cold fire and temptation wrapped in darkness. And when he touches her, it’s not just her body that trembles—it’s her soul. Now, she’s trapped between two monsters: The mate who wants her back… And the king who never plans to let her go. 🔥 Sneak Peek – Elara’s POV: “Tell me to stop,” he growled, his breath hot against my lips. “One-word, little wolf, and I’ll Walk away.” My heart pounded so hard I thought it might crack my ribs. I should say it. I should. But then he touched me—just a whisper of skin against skin—and the air vanished from my lungs. My mind screamed this is a mistake. But my body… my body had already decided. I leaned in, drawn to him like gravity itself had shifted. “I hate you,” I breathed, and it came out too soft, too broken. He gave me a look that made my knees weak. Dangerous. Hungry. “Then hate me,” he murmured, brushing his lips over mine, “while I make you forget every reason you ever did.”