Justin Bieber Ganteng

Marissa is a beautiful woman from a privileged family, but has no mate. Everything changes at the annual festival when her gaze collides with Justin, the devastatingly handsome and ruthless son of the Lycan King. The pull of the mate bond hits her like fire, but Justin doesn’t acknowledge her as his mate. Instead, he offers something far crueler: he wants her to be his toy, his distraction, while he prepares to wed someone else. Forced to work for him under the shadow of their bond, Marissa wrestles with her pride and desire. She won’t beg for love, but how can she resist the man who sets her soul ablaze—even if he’s the one who might destroy her?

"You'll be with me for three years! Section 1, don't fall in love with me!" --- Sophia Jones started off as a waitress at the Smith Hotel Chain, she was an orphan going through a financial crisis and struggling to pay the fees of her dying brother. One day, she gets pulled into the boss's room and wakes up on his bed the next morning. Justin Smith, aloof and cold CEO with a tragic past that makes him grow strong hatred towards females and hate any sort of touch ties Sophia with a marriage contract. Left with no choice, Sophia signs herself off and goes with the twists and turns that life with Justin would bring. They fall in love unknowingly but what about the contract? And the many odds against them? Will they triumph? Or fail?

"Isinusumpa ko sa ibabaw ng bangkay mo, hindi ako titigil hangga't hindi ko naipaghihiganti ang pagkawala mo!" —————— Si Zeith Kate Del Fuego, ang ikalawang anak ng mag-asawa at kapatid ni Blake ang naging sentro ng paghihiganti ni Kurt Justin Steve Villaverde Del Pacio. Sa unang pagpasok pa lang niya sa Hotel Uno ay ginalingan na niya ang tila kontrabidang pagganap. He mastered every deceiving smiles, fake conversations and pretended kindness. He is the pioneer of mischief character inside the company! Months passed but he was still uncaught. He played his role well, much more than a playful gambler. He used his treacherous figure yet adorable character to captivate Zeith Kate 's heart. Hanggang saan siya dadalhin ng kaniyang paghahanap ng hustisya? Ano ang magiging matimbang sa kaniya sa huli?

After a terrible heartbreak where he was kept a secret, Justin makes a vow not to be someone's secret lover anymore. He moves to another town to have a new start and lands himself a personal assistant job at the White Companies office for the very powerful billionaire Drake White. From the very first time they set their eyes on each other, the attraction and tension is clear and undeniable yet very dangerous. They eventually get hooked which wasn't planned by any of them. However Drake has almost everything to loose. Drake is a wealthy billionaire who is ruthless to the public but is hiding behind the a perfect engagement façade which hides his gay identity. This engagement is equally what secures his companies. His secret affair with Justin is exposed,and betrayal breaks their relationship causing Justin to go into hiding and confinement as this is the second heartbreak of it's kind. When Drake thought everything was going down for him, he is framed for fraud which aggravates his problems and later presumely dies in an accident. After one year if being in the shadows, Drake emerges more powerful than ever with the aim of not only reclaiming his companies but also to fight for the love of his life which he should have never let go. Will their past affect their love or their love will conquer all odds and challenges placed before them?

The Wild Willows pack finally agrees to accept an alliance mate for its Alpha and Tania Baker, a 22-year-old, selfish and arrogant she-wolf, is being sent. She is a rogue-turned-pack wolf, who is not only unable to blend into her pack but also hates weak men with passion, which is exactly what Justin Masonry Alpha of Wild Willows pack, was. But this is not the only problem, the major problem was that Tania was also his true mate!

(Bxb) Eric Valence thought finding a job as an editor for a well-known author named Draven H. Malcolm was the beginning of his writing career. He had no idea that it would also be the beginning of his love story. *** "You're so clueless, it bothers me." He frowned, "What does that mean-" "You never wondered why I gave you all the best things on my floor - the closest desk, drinks from my office, my newest project. I even went to your house and picked you up to make sure you weren't late." "My portfoli-" "There are twenty three others with the same experience as yours, that was an excuse," he admitted, peering into Eric's eyes and daring him to look away. Eric didn't. Draven sighed, "The reason I got mad that day..." he paused for a moment, hesitating again but deciding to let it all out, "the reason I got mad is because I heard you kissed Jason, which I wasn't too pleased about but then seeing you and Justin together..." He never finished his sentence, and Eric raised an eyebrow, "What about Justin and I?" "I feel like you're doing this on purpose," Draven chuckled, examining Eric's confused face. "I'm not sure what you're talking about-" "I like you," Draven said clearly with his entire diaphragm, expression it as loud as he could for Eric to understand. Eric felt his throat squeeze itself shut, no oxygen coming in or out. "I like you, a lot more than I thought, Eric," he breathed. Eric was unable to believe it, shook his head and looked away for moment, before meeting his gaze again. "Why me?" he asked quietly. Draven shrugged his shoulders, eyeing Eric with adoration and admiration, "I'm not sure either, but I want you to be mine."

Sarah Parker has been a devoted wife to Steve for more than three years, not until the night of their anniversary when she caught him in bed with her best friend. Angrily, she left the apartment and went to get solace in a club where she met the estranged billionaire Justin Louis, whom she spent an impetuous night with. Coincidentally, during her next job interview, she is faced with him as her interviewer and boss. Now, Sarah has to choose between accepting the terms that came with the job and losing it!.

I called my wife, a forensic specialist, after learning that my in-laws were involved in a car accident. It was on the 80th call that she finally answered, "I'm just trying to celebrate Justin's birthday for him. What's wrong with you? Can you not get jealous over just about anything?" I informed her that Mom, Dad, and sister had died in a car accident, and that she should hurry back to arrange for their funeral. To my surprise, she scoffed at my suggestion and replied, "What does your family's death have to do with me?" She was not involved in the funeral arrangements at all. On top of that, she even falsified evidence for her love interest—the culprit who killed her family—in court as a forensics specialist. Eventually, on the day I informed her of my intention to divorce, she threw a fit. "Patrick, it's just the death of a few of your family members. Justin didn't do it on purpose. It was just an accident. "Moreover, it's because of your parents' and sister's carelessness on the road that led to the accident. Why are you making things difficult for me and insisting on divorce? I've truly misjudged you…" Noticing the indignance in her response, I finally understood. It seemed she had no idea that it was her family that died in the accident all this while.

I knock on the door, heart pounding like it always does when I’m about to see him. “Come in,” Justin’s voice calls—cool, smooth, and frustratingly calm. I take a deep breath and walk in, holding the folder tightly. “Here’s the report you requested, sir.” He doesn’t even glance at me. Just keeps typing, his expression unreadable. “You’re late,” he says without missing a beat. I clench my jaw. “There was a delay at the printer—” “No excuses, Joanna. Just do better next time.” Ouch. Professional and cold. As always. I nod, ignoring the sting in my chest. “Yes, sir.” I turn to leave, gripping the doorknob—just one more second and I’ll be out of this weird tension-filled office— “Wait.” I freeze. I turn around slowly. “Yes?” Justin stands now, walking toward me. In his hand, a familiar brown paper bag. He holds it out. “You didn’t have lunch.” I blink. “I’m fine.” “You skipped breakfast too. Eat.” I hesitate. “What is it?” “Chicken pesto. No onions.” My breath catches. He still remembers? “Why are you doing this?” I ask quietly. He shrugs, not meeting my eyes. “I just… remember things.” My fingers brush his as I take the bag. Warmth. Stupid warmth that shouldn’t still feel this familiar. Then, he looks at me—really looks at me. “You shouldn’t skip meals… wife.” Silence. My chest tightens. “Don’t call me that.” But my voice is too soft to sound convincing. I walk out before I say something I’ll regret. His words echo in my mind like a dangerous lullaby. Cold one second. Kilig the next. God… he’s still him. And that’s exactly the problem.

Chubby, cheated on and cast out, Justin was the only one who cared for her and helped her find her true self but now her ex wants her back. She’s torn between going for her ex or his uncle, both men were very powerful which was a shock only that it was unknown to her that she was more powerful. There’s no telling what the future might hold but presently, she was holding the hands of the only one who accepted her for who she was. Life can get messy but with the right person, a decade is shorter than a year.