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It's just a simple love story of two persons. A memories, But Lucas is the only one who can remember it because they're too young at that time, a time when he helped the little girl when he's just a 5 years old kid and the girl named anianette is just 3 years old. Even if it's just a short time he feel something...a strange feeling. "Nako nako! nakatuwa kayong tingnan nito si Ania nako talaga pag nagkita pa ulit tayo ipapakasal ko sa iyo itong si Lucas ko". Will he stick to what his mother said even if he knows it's just a joke or will he choose to believe it because this is what he wants to happen,maybe it's just a puppy love yes...this is just a puppy love. "Thankyou Lucas". And the moment when anianette kissed his cheeks. "Goodbyee Lucas" Maybe destiny will find a way for them to see each other again if it's possible. He knows that it's not the end for them. Because it's just a start.

How can you fight for your love when it is not legal? How can you hold his hand in public and hug him to show how much you love him, when your relationship is secret? When your love ones is in a relationship with someone who is so close to you?

Jennifer Oxford - A girl who has lost both of her parents in a car accident and now has nothing but a sister who blames her for their parents' deaths; as a result, she is living in an apartment with her best friend without her so-called sister; Jennifer is unknowingly beautiful and kind, yet feisty when she wants to be. William Vernanda - CEO of one of New York's largest corporations; a total cold person with a stone heart. He's pompous and has forgotten how to laugh or even smile. What will happen when these two persons become acquainted? *** William being slapped at his first meeting with Jennifer, but why? Just what happened when these two diametrically opposite poles collided and ended up in such a result? Do you want to know? Then you are extremely welcome...

Explicit scenes. Mature Audience Only. Read at your own risk. A young girl walks in to an exclusive club looking for her mother. The owner brings her inside on his arm and decides he's never going to let her go. The book includes four books. The Club, 24/7, Bratty Behavior and Dominate Me - all in one.

Esmeralda and James: Two opposites that in a normal world, shouldn't meet. James is a rich and famous architect who needs to get married in order to access his father's inheritance. Esmeralda lost her parents when she was very young and has had to fend for herself ever since. Their lives are separated by a whole world, until the day James runs over the girl. That incident was all his mother needed to cut him out of his father's will and that's something he can't risk. To avoid further problems, James and Esmeralda create a contract that benefits both parties. Can the two of them follow through to the end of this contract? Or does life have new surprises for them?

Just a hug. You're running away. Gets stuck in some trouble. A guy saves your life. Who also happens to be a really famous singer. Now, What if you hug him instead of taking an autograph? What if you both feel the spark? What if you get scared? But...what if he doesn't let go? ------ "You're stuck with me, angel." Asher whistled from behind me. "You'll wish you could take back those words." I said noticing a sort of sinking feeling in my stomach as I turned and looked at him. "What if I don't?" He asked leaning quite close to me. "You will. Everybody does." I said stepping away and continuing to walk. "Even if I'll want to, just hug me and I'll stay." He said making me stop and look back at him. He winked with that breathtaking smile. "Okay, Asherboy." I said back as a smile formed on my lips too.

"I'm in love with your body Soph, not you. . ." He doesn't do Love, He only does Fuck. He is a Son of the Devil, preferably, the first son.

ความสัมพันธ์ของเราลึกซึ้งเกินกว่าจะเรียกว่า Best friends แต่มันคือ Sex friends ทว่ามันคงไม่มีทางเป็นได้มากกว่านี้ สำหรับเขา 'แค่เพื่อน' ก็เพียงพอแล้ว

Sehari setelah menangkap pemandangan dimana kekasihnya bermesraan dengan wanita lain. Jasmine melempar surat pengunduran dirinya tepat ke wajah Jovial didepan para karyawannya. "... Aku tidak akan pernah menyesal melakukan ini. Camkan itu!" Pada akhirnya, Jasmine benar-benar menyesal. Sebab setelahnya ia kehilangan pekerjaan dan dalam seketika menjadi sosok pengangguran yang hidupnya bergantung pada Ibu. Menuruti segala perintahnya. Katakanlah ini berlebihan, tapi ia merasa layaknya Cinderella. Ditambah harus menanggung malu saat suatu hari Jovial kembali memungut dirinya sebagai seorang karyawan lewat rayuan sang Ibu. Dan dari sanalah hidupnya mulai kacau. Terlebih saat pertemuan tak disengajanya bersama Ed- Si seniman jalanan, yang membuat segalanya semakin rumit.

“Kiss me.” The words tumbled out and Lex stepped back instantly. He turned away from her and Isis felt her pride being butchered. “Isis, I-” His voice travelled through the room. It was laced with uncertainty. His back was still to her. "I am sorry. I shouldn’t have asked. I-uh. Good bye, Mr. Greyson.” Isis replied as she slid off the desk. She needed to leave, before her embarrassment killed her. Isis grabbed her bag and stalked off towards the door. A grip like iron encased her shoulder and she was spun around to face Mr. Greyson, he pushed her against the door and dropped her bag onto the floor. He pinned her body with his, a hand around her waist bringing her body against his and his other hand cupping her face. He ran his thumb along her lower lips and took satisfaction in her shuddering. He drew her hands up and anchored them above her head, pinning them to the door. His mouth slowly covered hers and moved teasingly. Isis gasped at the skillful movement of his lips against hers. He possessed her fully, slipping his tongue into her mouth. He tasted her, devoured her and nothing was sweeter for Lex. He fought to control his natural instincts firing to life and focused on giving her this but he was certain he would gain the most pain from it. He knew he would never forget this kiss, never meet its equal. He pulled away from her, their breath labored. He rested his forehead against hers and committed the moment to memory. He leaned off her, let her hands drop to her sides, he handed Isis her bag. "Good bye, Ms. Davenport.” He replied with some pain as he turned the door knob and allowed her to leave.