Lila Catherine

"Walang magmamahal sa 'yo, Anna!" 3 sa pamilya ni Jared Mendez, kabilang ang pinakamamahal nitong ina ang namatay dahil sa isang pagkakamali ni Anna, ten years ago. Ang galit na yon, dinala ni Jared sa matagal na panahon. Kaya nang makakita ito ng pagkakataong gumanti sa kanya, inakala niya na buhay niya ang hihinging kapalit.  Pero hindi. "Be my bedmate if you want to save Catherine’s life. I will shoulder her medical bills and your organization will be funded." Kapit sa patalim, tinanggap niya ang offer at inangkin siya ni Jared sa ibabaw mismo ng table nito. Hindi lang yon, isinama siya nito pabalik sa bayan nila sa San Luis kung saan maraming tao ang  nagtatangka sa buhay niya. Sabagay, ano ba ang inaasahan niya sa lalaking nagpayaman nang husto para lang gawing miserable ang kanyang buhay? ************* Simula't sapul, pangit ang reputasyon ni Anna, alam yon ni Jared. Baliw lang ang lalaking gugustuhin ito dahil mas malala pa yon sa suicide. She's a ruthless seducer, a killer and the Lady Boss of an organized crime syndicate. Pero bakit sa kabila ng lahat, wala siyang ibang pinangarap sa gitna ng kama niya at makakasama sa  buhay niya kundi si Anna? Posible bang sa kabila ng matinding galit, ang totoo ay mahal niya ito gaya nang pagkabaliw niya dito noon? May lugar ba ang pagpapatawad sa mga taong nahubuhay sa matinding galit, kawalang pag asa at paghihiganti?

"You're…you're divorcing me on our anniversary? Our fourth anniversary?" He quirked an eyebrow. "So what?" A surge of anger swept through me at his aloofness. "Tell me Jason. Tell me. Did our marriage mean anything to you?" “You could’ve at least let me eat before destroying me,” I said, my lips trembling with the weight of unshed tears. Jason shrugged. “I don’t see the point of dragging it out. It’s done. Sign the papers.” On their fourth wedding anniversary, Jason slides divorce papers over the dining table. Isabelle is bewildered and tries to reason with him but he is adamant and he insists that she signs the papers. Then, Lila, her cousin, appears out of nowhere, visibly pregnant and clings to Jason possessively. Utterly shocked and angered, she signs the papers and leaves the house. When she returns, she is locked out. Just like that she becomes homeless. She wakes up in a cheap motel with no plan, no money, just nothing. She gets a cleaning job but on her way home after the first work day, she collapses. She discovers she is pregnant. By the help of a mysterious man she meets at the club, she leaves town. Years later, she returns to the city, changed, sophisticated and wealthy. What happens when her path and Jason's cross? Is she back for dirty revenge? To crush his world to nothing but dust? Or is there a chance she would take him back? What happens when the mysterious man returns to her life?

The most powerful Godfather in the mafia underworld—Dante Costello—had an expensive diamond signet ring custom-made to fit my finger perfectly and sent straight to our home. He said that whoever could wear the ring would become the lady of his family. The Monroe family had long since fallen from grace. All that remained were four women. On ordinary days, we fought endlessly, tearing each other apart. Every single one of us wanted to marry Dante because marrying him meant preserving a life of dignity and comfort. In the first life, the fake heiress, Blair, secretly had the ring resized smaller and married into the family. Dante took one look at her, then had her thrown into the river to drown. “Not her.” In the second life, my cousin, Chloe, underwent plastic surgery to alter her fingers and force the ring on. Dante gifted her a staged car accident. “Still not her.” In the third life, my stepmother, Catherine, clenched her teeth and forced the ring onto her finger. Her blood hadn’t even dried when she married Dante. He coldly slashed her face, then locked her in the basement, where she slowly wasted away until death. By the fourth life, all three of them were terrified. None of them dared to marry him anymore, so they hurriedly pushed me forward instead. I put on the ring. This time, the size was perfect. Just when I thought my good days had finally begun, Dante stabbed me to death on our wedding night, his eyes burning red with madness. After my rebirth, the consigliere of the Dante family delivered the ring once again. This time, all four of us avoided it like the plague.

Caitlin Van Dyke is at a crossroads. She’s thirty-two years old and she’s never been married, has no career, or a real life by the world’s standards. Caitlin is determined to find herself and figure out what she wants out of life. So, she made an impulsive purchase online – a fixer-upper in Key West. While there she plans to discover herself and try new things. Before she leaves she attends her sister, Catherine’s wedding. During the reception, her boyfriend, Hector Beaumont, proposes to her. Caitlin explains where she’s at in her life and tells him she’ll think over his proposal while she is away. Caitlin had planned to be alone to find herself on the tropical island – and to renovate her new purchase. But when she arrives, she discovers that the fixer-upper is in worst shape than she had thought. She has no choice but to hire a handyman. A.J., lone wolf, drifter, and he lives on a boat but he came highly recommended. So, Caitlin hired him not knowing that doing so would turn her life upside down. Their attraction is too strong for them to deny. Their chemistry boils over during Hurricane Bart on a private island. After two or three weeks of bliss, Caitlin decides she has to return to the real world – without A.J. After returning to New York, Caitlin accepts Hector’s proposal. Her mother can’t wait to start planning wedding weekend events Van Dyke style. Everything is going according to plan until A.J. pops up in New York at a dinner Caitlin is hosting under his real identity. Pregnant and engaged, what is a girl to do when her summer lover shows up, demanding that she be with him?

Kahapon lang ay single pa siya. Ngunit ngayong araw na ito, magiging Mrs. Catherine Villanueva na siya. Pakiramdam niya ay nabudol-budol siya ng Daddy niya. Paano siya nitong napapayag makasal sa isang lalaking ni hindi man lang niya minahal. Bakit nga ba siya pumayag sa gustong mangyari ng Daddy niya porke’t iniyakan lang siya nito? Ngunit ang mas lalong nakakasindak, ipapakasal siya nito sa isang lalaking lantaran namang umamin sa kanya na isa itong member ng LGBTQIA community. Feeling tuloy niya, um-order lang ng mapapangasawa niya online ang Daddy niya, may defect pa. May defect dahil lalaki rin ang hilig nito at hindi babae. At no return, no exchange na pala ang kasunduang ito dahil legit ang marriage contract nilang dalawa. Hindi ito isang panaginip lang. Ngunit naisip niyang dahil lalaki rin ang type ng asawa niya, at least ay safe siya kasama nito. Malaya siyang makakapagbihis sa harapan nito at alam niyang kahit anong gawin niya, wala talagang mangyayari sa kanilang dalawa. Pero kung bakla ito bakit may girlfriend ito? At bakit, unti-unti, parang nakakaramdam na siya ng selos sa tuwing makikita niya ito kasama ng girlfriend nito? Hanggang isang araw ay makita niya ang asawa, not just one but two. Namamalikmata lang ba siya or sadyang may kakambal ito? Isang member ng LGBTQIA community na si Anthony. At isang lalaking-lalaki na si Andy. Pero kanino sa dalawang ito ba siya talaga ikinasal?

Mary Preston and her family fled to another country, leaving everything behind. Suddenly, she found herself surrounded by unfamiliar faces, in a foreign land, speaking a language she didn’t understand. A few years later, at the tender age of 19, she ended up married to Maximus Palmer, the grandson of the powerful Catherine Palmer. Mary loved him with all her heart, but he never felt the same. He married her out of obligation, not out of love. One misunderstanding after another pushed their marriage into a downward spiral, filled with infidelity, abuse, and endless disillusionment. For years, Mary lived under the shadow of another woman, enduring the pain until she finally found the courage to ask for a divorce. Her decision took Maximus by surprise, and he refused to let her go. But fate had other plans, and a tragic event forced the divorce to happen sooner than anyone expected. Afterward, Mary tried to rebuild her life, hoping to find love again and happiness that would last. But the scars from her past made it hard for her to trust or believe in love again. She faced many moments of anguish, sadness, and loneliness. Yet, through it all, she slowly began to find herself and step back into the light. Perhaps this time, she wouldn’t have to face everything alone. Maybe someone new would come into her life, someone who could be her rock and her reason to live. Although she learned that the past was never truly left behind, she also discovered that with a strong foundation, even the most broken things could still stand tall. Life had taught her about the three kinds of love: the one that teaches you how to love, the one you wished was yours but wasn’t meant to be, and the one you never saw coming that heals your wounds and brings true happiness.

I’d just wrapped up a short trip with my daughter, Elara. On the way back, I figured I’d swing by the Hale, our family’s casino, to check in on my son, Cassian. Maybe grab dinner together. I didn’t expect to be mistaken for his latest fling. Correction: not mistaken—accused. Violently. “You think you can just waltz in here like some queen?” she hissed. “I’m the woman Cassian loves! What kind of whore are you? And is this your bastard daughter with him?” She locked us in the basement. No phone. No light. Just concrete walls and the stench of mildew and madness. Then came the fists. She slapped me across the face—again and again—until my skin stung and my ears rang. When that didn’t satisfy her, she pulled a gun and aimed low. The bullet tore through my knee. I bit back a scream, shielding Elara with my body. “You need to die, whore,” she spat. One of her men hesitated, “We should at least tell Mr. Hale first. If we are going to kill these two in his casino.” Lila of course said no. But that man brought Cassian anyway. My son stepped into this dark little room like it was any other Tuesday—until he saw me. His whole body went still. The blood drained from his face. And then, in the smallest, most broken voice I’d ever heard from him, he whispered, “Mom? What are you doing in my basement?”

（Sequel of Pregnant and rejected by my alpha mate. Can be read alone. ）Today I had my first kiss. It wasn’t planned. It was also with a complete stranger. As I walked through the halls of my school, Higala Shifter Academy, I paused when a familiar sense washed over me. My boyfriend, Scott, was nearby, and he wasn’t alone. “You are so naughty, Scott,” the she-wolf Sarah chuckled. “Only for you, babe,” he replied, muffled as her lips closed around his. At that moment, I felt sick to my stomach. “Oh, Scott. Stop it. You know we can’t be seen together. What if your girlfriend finds us?” “She’s in class. She’s never late. You don’t need to worry.” My heart was heavy in my chest, but also a wave of fury and resentment crossed me.“Lila?” Scott breathed, staring at me in shock “What are you—” Before he could get the entire question out, I turned to the gentleman beside me, placing my hands on his shoulders and pulling him toward me. He went easily, though his eyes showed nothing but confusion. I closed my eyes tightly so I wouldn’t have to see his expression any longer. Then, our lips touched. Later, I walked into my class but found,It was him… The man I kissed only moments ago in the hallway. The man I had given my first kiss to, was my professor.

Wendy Hill is an up-and-coming technological wizard. Her research to gain information for her brother Yorick and his mate, Cyra, led to the arrest of Cyra’s father, earning her early admission to the elite Warrior Academy. She was assigned to the tech team to learn and train until her admission to the Academy. Wendy’s code name is Sphinx. Jude Matthews, code name Hacker, has been a student at the Warrior Academy for three years. Most students remain in the Academy for one year and then are recruited by other companies for their specific skills. Only the elite of the elite remain at the Academy to continue their training and work directly for The Council. Hacker, and the other members of his team, Tracker and Hijack, have taken Sphinx under their wing to teach her everything she needs to know to become an IT elite. However, now things are becoming personal for Wendy. Stellan has escaped from prison and is after Cyra and her Gamma female, Lila. Patrick, Peter, and Justine are missing, and they want revenge on Henry and Piper. Through it all, Wendy has felt a budding relationship with Jude. She’s hoping he’s her mate, but she won’t know until her eighteenth birthday. Can Wendy and Jude work together to find Stellan before he hurts Cyra and Lila? Can they find the missing trio who want to destroy everything that Henry and Piper have worked so hard to achieve? Can she face the ugly reality of the job when it means giving someone painful or difficult information? And on her eighteenth birthday, will she finally confirm that Jude is her mate, the one that she desperately wants in her life forever? Find out in Book Five of The Pack Series, The Pack’s Hacker.

His fingers slid into my hair, tugging just enough to tilt my head back and expose my throat to him. “We shouldn’t be doing this, Mr. Turner,” I breathed, my voice breaking on a gasp as he found a sensitive spot just beneath my ear and sucked lightly. His growl was low and primal, vibrating through my skin as he pressed his body against mine. I felt every hard line of him, his heat bleeding through my clothes. “Why not?” he murmured, his voice rough with restrained need. I swallowed hard. “You’re… you’re my ex-fiancé’s father.” He paused. For a moment, everything stilled… his breath against my throat, the air between us, even the rain outside seemed to hesitate. Then he lifted his head, and our eyes locked. His were a stormy blue, intense and unwavering. “No one has to know, Catherine,” he said quietly, his voice was like a dark promise wrapped in silk. Then he leaned in with his lips brushing the shell of my ear. “I can be your dirty secret.” A shiver ripped down my spine. His words settled deep in my gut, awakening something dangerous. I bit my lip. Every cell in my body screamed for me to walk away but I didn’t. Instead, I gripped the front of his shirt, pulled him down, and kissed him hard. Desperately. He rumbled low in his chest, kissing me back with equal hunger, his hands roaming my body like he already knew every curve. When he finally broke the kiss, I was breathless. Then he dropped to his knees between my legs, with his eyes darker now. “I’m going to show you the world,” he said. “If you’d let me.”