International Style

"Mmmn, Zane” I moaned amidst the heat of passion. The sexual urge was inevitable. “Imagine I’m right in front of you” He sounded soft, s*xy, and seductive. “I can see you shirtless with the s*xy abs you’ve shown me” I imagined his naked figure in front of me. “Good. Now imagine everything you want to do to me. I can also see you with a s*xy red bra on, revealing those juicy b*obs” “Mmmn I can feel your hands on my b*obs” I moaned loudly. A sudden knock on the door disrupted the s*x call that felt almost real, and I was extremely aroused. I disconnected the call to get the door. “Hmmn Finn” I moaned his name coldly, allowing him in. “Hi Rita” He smiled innocently. I stared at him seductively. I saw everything Zane told me to imagine earlier. Naked, hot, and sexy! I drooled, heavily aroused, and engrossed in my dirty imagination. I jumped on innocent Finn, pinned my body against him, and kissed him deeply. Looks like Finn understood the assignment. He didn’t resist; he lifted me in bridal style, laid me on the couch, and yanked off my clothes. ~~ He satisfied my sexual desires and made me feel like a woman. I gave Finn my body, and I didn’t care, but unknowingly, it was the greatest mistake of my life.

Margarette Reynes endured years of mistreatment from her husband, following her marriage to the wealthy clan of Montefalco. Her life with her husband was devoid of true love, leaving her feeling lonely and unfulfilled. Justin Montefalco, her husband, showed little concern for his wife as his attention was drawn towards his first love, Regina Hudson, leaving Margarette feeling neglected. Margarette endured a series of hardships, including betrayal and mistreatment. Unfortunately, her life took a dark turn when she was unjustly accused of theft by the Montefalcos. This accusation shattered her marriage to Justin, leading to her expulsion and divorce. "Revenge is what I shall seek. Wait ‘til you all see!" Margarette makes a solemn vow to herself as she exits the Montefalco estate. Margarette defied expectations by refusing alimony in her divorce, and now she returns as a renowned international actress to make a grand entrance at a Montefalco party. As Marga elegantly made her way down the aisle, everyone's attention was immediately captured by her, including Justin and his family. With a grand entrance, Marga is set on making the Montefalcos pay for the hardships they put her through. Now the tables will turn as Margarette Reynes finally returns.

Soren Kade has spent his entire life hearing one thing. Never trust a Valez. For decades, the Kade and Valez families have been locked in a ruthless corporate war that destroyed empires and buried the truth of what really happened that night years ago. So when Soren arrives at Blackridge International University, the last person he expects to see standing in his dorm room is Dante Valez. Arrogant, infuriating and apparently….his new roommate. Forced to live together and compete in the university’s most elite business program, their rivalry quickly becomes the most talked-about spectacle on campus. Every argument turns into a challenge and every challenge turns into a war. But when sabotage inside the program pushes them into an uneasy alliance, Soren and Dante uncover cracks in the story both their families have believed for decades. The deeper they dig, the more dangerous the truth becomes. And somewhere between late-night strategy sessions, heated arguments, and secrets neither of them meant to share, the line between enemy and something far more complicated begins to blur. Because the one person Soren was raised to hate might be the only person who understands him. And falling for your family’s greatest rival? That’s the kind of mistake that could destroy everything.

I'd spent an entire year preparing for my son Tristan Pascall's spot at a top international school. By the final admissions review, I had every single document ready. All that was missing was the original copy of Richard Pascall and my marriage certificate. Once we handed that in, it would be official. But when we got to the admissions office, Richard turned on me, accusing me of arranging this without telling him. Before I could clap back, the admin frowned and said, "Ma'am, according to the system, Mr. Pascall's spouse isn't you." My whole body went cold. And then Iris Poole—who had been standing behind Richard this whole time—stepped up and slid her marriage certificate across the counter. The staff checked it, nodded, and said, "Mr. Pascall, Ms. Poole, your registration date is June, four years ago. Everything looks fine. You may proceed." June, four years ago. That was the exact month Richard held my hand in front of all our friends and family at our engagement party and promised I was his one true love. He had lied to me about that for the past seven years.

Eight months into my pregnancy, my husband finally makes time from his police duties to go to a prenatal checkup with me for the first time. The moment we step into the hospital, his satellite-encrypted phone buzzes urgently. The caller ID flashes briefly, and just like that, the man who's always calm and collected panics. "Honey, it's a red alert. Another international fugitive just crossed the border. I… I'm sorry…" He's clearly anxious, yet his tone is firm, leaving no room for argument. After apologizing, he rushes off. As I watch his SUV speed out of sight, my fist clenches tightly, crumpling the prenatal checkup sheet. I flag down a cab, slide into the car, and swiftly instruct the driver, "Follow that car. Don't lose it." A Red Notice for a fugitive? What a joke. My father, who works at the National Security Agency, barely catches wind of a notice like that. Yet, somehow, a mere police chief who only assists with cases is suddenly tasked with catching a high-priority criminal. Fine, then. I can't wait to meet the superior who's given him such an urgent assignment.

My husband was Damian, the Don of the Manhattan Mafia. Everyone thought he worshipped me, but the second his childhood sweetheart, Sophia, came back, I became invisible. He ditched me for her over and over again. It all broke when I started miscarrying. Even as my blood stained his car seat, he didn't even flinch. He just shoved me out of the car. "Sophia has a severe phobia of blood. You’re going to terrify her!" I woke up in the hospital to a taunting text from her: “I said I was a little hungry, and Damian actually got in the kitchen to cook for me. He spoils me way too much.” The photo showed the most powerful man in the city personally making her a meal. I didn't cry. I just called my mentor. "Sir, I had thought it through, and I was accepting the invitation for that international medical research project. Get me out of here. The further, the better." Since he couldn't let Sophia go, I decided to let them be. In three days, I was leaving Damian’s world for good.

La' Frost institute is a premium skating academy known for its peak skaters from high standard backgrounds, Arianne Johnsons who has envied the La' Frost skaters since she came second place in the nationals skating competition, here is sacrifices and money but yet she couldn't make it to the international competitions, then one day on her way to watch the competition live in her best friend house, something terrible happens she meets the almighty Valerie Stones, all time champion on the ice and most of all her lookalike, crying, hurt on her legs and looking like she just escaped something or someone she refuses to go back and Arianna takes her home with her, tomorrow morning she goes to check on her and finds Valerie dead after overdosing herself, she's shocked, scared but quickly a decision is made in minutes as she dials 911 and a decision is made that day Arianna dies and Valerie returns to the academy healthy, and once again she becomes a star dominating the season and being untouchable in all categories the years pass and then there's a twist she gets a text from an unknown number saying "I KNOW YOUR SECRET, ARIANNA"

A week before summer break, my boyfriend’s childhood sweetheart threw a fit, insisting on going to Tanond to watch a strip show. She even convinced our entire class to go with them. I kept warning them that it was not safe, that it could be some kind of new scam, and begged them not to go. When they refused to listen, I secretly reported it to the police. On the day of their departure, the police stopped them right at customs. A few days later, a male stripper suddenly went viral overnight. When she found out about it, she got so furious her eyes turned red. “It’s all Zoey’s fault! If it weren’t for her, we could’ve seen an international superstar's strip show!” On the first day we went back to school, they drugged me and made ten men teach me how to dance. “Didn’t you stop us from watching a strip show? Then you can perform one for us yourself.” The next day, my photos of strip show were all over social media. After that, I jumped off a building out of despair. When I opened my eyes again, it was once again the day his little sweetheart demanded that trip to Tanond.

She tried to win him back. The kidnappers did not get the memo. Nora Hale’s life used to read like one of her bestselling novels - perfect husband, dream career, book tours- she was living her best life. Now, after two years of crippling writer's block, looming deadlines, and a husband who has packed his bags, her story has hit a brutal plot twist, and Nora is desperate to have the happy ending she’s used to writing. Naturally, she does what any logical, emotionally sane woman would do – plan a dangerous trip to Paris to rekindle the spark with her husband (and maybe spark a new book while she’s at it). The plan? Simple. The outcome? Absolute chaos. Between real criminals, fake ransom notes, French police, and one soon-to-be ex-husband, Nora’s romantic rescue mission quickly turns into an international disaster. But somewhere between the mayhem and macarons, Nora and her husband rediscover something they’d lost – the spark that started it all. Now if only she can keep him from finding out the truth behind the worst (and best) idea she’s ever had before the credits roll. Because in love and fiction… sometimes the best stories are total disasters. Billionaire romance story.

Mula pagkabata ay pangarap na ni Princess ang maging isang modelo. Sa taglay niyang tangkad at ganda ay hindi siya nahirapang abutin iyon. Naging maganda ang kanyang modeling career maging sa local at international kaya naman masaya siya sa tinatakbo ng kanyang buhay. Ngunit isang balita ang biglang babago. Ipapakasal siya ng kanyang magulang sa isang lalaking hindi man lang niya kilala. Siya ay si Ethan Rodriguez. Gwapo, matangkad at malakas ang sex appeal lalo na sa mga babae. Sa unang pagkikita pa lamang nila ay may kakaiba ng namamagitan sa pagitan nilang dalawa. Noong una ay napagkasunduan nila na magkunwari na masaya sa pagsasama bilang mag-asawa. Hahanap ng tiyempo at kukumbinsihin ang kani-kanilang magulang na palayain ang isa’t isa s dahil hindi sila masaya sa company ng bawat isa. Magagawa pa ba nilang ituloy ang plano nilang paghihiwalay kung tuluyan ng nahulog ang loob nila sa isa’t isa? O aamin sila sa tunay na nararamdaman nila upang itama ang pagsasama nilang nasimulan?