Little Devil Girlfriend

"Are you the hunter, or the hunted?" Aria Strong, codename Spider, is a killer raised by the Black Dahlia mafia group. When she is tasked with assassinating Cyrrus Lied, the rich billionaire with a perfect image, she infiltrates his company and attempts to seduce him — only to find he is all too eager to comply. But the more she gets to know him, the less she understands. Who is he really? What darkness is he hiding underneath that sunny smile? Aria tightens the net around him, but what she doesn't know is that he has her right in his trap...

“Don't send me away! I promise to do whatever you want. Don't just send me back!" Desperate Candy pleaded with the man she knows nothing about. He slowly turns to look at her, his gaze piercing as ever, sending a chill down her spine. Stepping closer, he reached her chin and raised it to make her meet his eyes, using his index finger. "Little woman, accepting to be my wife means I'll own you and there's no turning back. You seems too fragile to be in my hell," He warned. With nervousness kicking in, she took a deep breath. She'd rather face his hell than stuck in the misery her stepmother had prepared for her. "Yes. I want to be your wife. In return you'll have to protect me from my step mother," She boldly declared prompting the man's lips to curl up into a devilish smile. His gaze settled on her slightly exposed cleavage, and lust filled them. "Strip" He ordered. ___ A deal... With the Billionaire devil... Will Candy ever regret her decision? What happens when enemies, dark secrets and unexpected emotions threatened to tear them apart?

Joy Jones was a seventeen-year-old kind and optimistic girl working in her grandpa's flower shop, but she had a secret. She was suffering from acute lymphoblastic leukaemia and wanted nothing, but to die peacefully. That was until Logan Kellerman, a young man with suicidal tendencies came storming into her life and stole roses from her grandpa's flower shop. Instead of running away with what he came for, he found himself falling deeper and deeper into her as she made his heart skip in delight, for she was, in her own words, a little bit of Joy.

Nicaseane is an illegitimate child. After her mother’s death, she was taken by her father and was brought to live with his family, where she was abused and harassed. She left when she was eighteen and decided to live on her own. She only ever wanted to live normally but she became the apple of the eye of judgement and harassment of society.

It happened one night, unexpectedly. But it cannot be revealed for he belongs to the showbiz industry. The truth cannot be told yet. Jameson Kye Velasco is a famous actor in his generation who met Callie Ivianna Perez, a graduate of Bachelor of Science in Accountancy in Ateneo de Manila University. They met at a luxurious and high-end bar in Bonifacio Global City in the most unexpected time. Both of them became wasted as the night got deeper. Callie decided to go to the rest room as she started to feel dizzy. While on her way, she suddenly bumped into Jameson Kye na halata na din sa mukha ang kalasingan. Sa paglalim ng gabi, isang hindi inaasahang pangyayari ang naganap. Jameson and Calllie had a one night stand, na itinuring na ding isang pagkakamali na ginawa ni Callie. Weeks had passed, at kakaiba na ang nararamdaman ni Callie sa kanyang sistema. Little did she know, she was pregnant. At alam na alam niya kung sino ang ama ng pinagbubuntis niya. She reached out to Jameson, but the boy thought it was all her lies just to ruin his reputation. Jameson’s manager and his friends knew about it, and so his manager decided na magsama muna sila ni Callie sa iisang buong hangga’t naghihintay ng tamang panahon para sa DNA test. But until the DNA result came, hindi pa rin naniniwala si Jameson. He even decided na itago ang katotohonan sa madla para lang maisalba ang kanyang karera. Hanggang sa napagdesisyunan na lamang ni Callie na umuwi sa kanilang mansion at mag-isa niyang palalakihin ang anak.

เขาเข้าหาเธอเพื่อต้องการมีความสัมพันธ์แบบลับๆ แต่พอเขาได้เธอมาครอบครองกลับกลายเป็นว่ามันไม่เคยพอ ได้แล้วก็อยากจะได้ซ้ำๆ จนอยากเก็บเธอไว้เป็นของเขาคนเดียว คาร์เตอร์ (21ปี) | วิศวกรรมโยธาปีสี่ มหาวิทยาลัยA | นิ่ง ดุ เย็นชา เข้าถึงยาก "...นอนกับพี่สิ" ... "แคร์เป็นของพี่ จำไว้" แคร์ (18ปี) | นักศึกษาแพทย์เฟรชชี่ปีหนึ่ง มหาวิทยาลัยA | พูดน้อย อ่อนโยน อ่อนหวาน "พูดบ้าอะไร ออกไปนะ" ... "ฮึก~ไม่ แคร์ไม่ใช่ของพี่" หากผู้ใดละเมิดนำไปเผยแพร่ ทำซ้ำ หรือดัดแปลง นปก.Sherlina จะดำเนินตามกฎหมายคุ้มครองสิทธิทางปัญญา พ.ร.บ.ลิขสิทธิ์ 2537 ทั้งจำและปรับ

“You fucking bitch, I told you to stay here, and I will think about what I can do for you to not assassinate you, but you're just being a bitch” He yelled and turn my back like always I did whenever I was punished by a stick. "Bitch” He yelled throwing stick after stick, I felt my body turn numb getting to continue beating. “This time I won't let it go easily” He yelled, tearing my cloth. My body jerked back, his cold hand roamed my back. “I teach you today what happens when you just disobey my single command,” He said, turning me, removing a thin cloth from my body. "No, Liam" I screamed. “Why, It was always meant to be mine. Right?” His face had an evil smirk on. “Please no, Liam. Not like that…” I whispered, hugging myself with my hand hiding my naked self from his burning eyes. “No Amber… This will only happen like this, You fucking bitch tried to deceive me” He said, taking a fistful of my hair with enough grip to make me cry. “I won't do that again, Promise,” I said showing him my pinky finger like always we seal our promise. “Amber…” He sighed, like controlling himself. “Promise…” He said, taking my pinky finger with his finger. “This time promise will be sealed with my way baby” He smirked, bending my pinky finger. His eyes were like some beast that just want to hurt someone so badly. Author Note : This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. Update on weekends

A fae romance, steamy, hilarious, and full of adventure. Fae puberty, missing Valkyre aunties, and waking up in the realm of Faerie is just the beginning of Fawn's story. She also has an instant mate, the king of the summer court, a jealous ex-girlfriend, and a who's my daddy issue. Her girls, the pixies and Nymph triplets try to help any way they can, but sometimes they get her into trouble. Mischievous they may be, but their hearts are in the right place.

“Are you sure that you want to do this, Diablo?” She asked, looking at her husband to nodded. “They shot the first bullet and it's time for me to shoot the rest. And I do believe that you're not going to let them live after everything that has happened.” He said, looking at his wife, who nodded. ************************************************** It's been years since any of their enemies have shown their faces. Some have believed them to be dead. Some believe that they chose to escape. However, Diablo and Sienna knew better than to believe any of their lies. And when the first spark of flame emerged. They knew to fight back. And they fought back even harder…

She doesn't belong to his world, where men like him rule and women are put up on auction blocks to be sold to the highest bidder. — When Sienna Williams meets Giovanni Adams, the Lord of the Italian Mafia, she has no idea that her life is about to change. Agreeing to his proposition of spending just one night in his bed as repayment for a debt, she's set her mind on what to expect from this ruthless, dangerous business man. But what she finds out is that there's more to Giovanni that meets the eye, and sadly, one night with him will simply not be enough. Giovanni Adams is cruel, vicious and mean. He always gets what he wants. And no one owes him. Ever. When Ciara Williams betrays him, he goes for the only treasure she has left in the world. Her sister, Sienna. Sienna's fierceness excites his primal instincts, and he was rest assured that one night in his bed would quench this sudden, burning passion.