Mommy Mearest

Mga bata pa lamang sila ay mahal na ni Ann ang CEO ng Luxury Hotel and Resort na si Collin, kaya nang ligawan siya nito at yayaing magpakasal agad ay hindi siya nagdalawang-isip at pumayag agad. Akala niya ay magiging masaya ang buhay niya dahil sa lalaking mahal niya siya nagpakasal ngunit nagkamali siya. Dahil kinasangkapan lang pala siya ni Collin para paghigantihan ang daddy nito na siyang pangalawang asawa ng mommy niya. Dahil sa sobrang pagmamahal niya sa asawa ay tiniis niya ang mga pasakit na ginagawa nito sa kanya. Ngunit hanggang saan ang gagawin niyang pagpapaka-martir dahil sa pag-ibig? Kung sobrang durog na durog na ang kanyang puso? Kung pati sa kanyang sarili ay tuluyan na siyang mawalan ng respeto at hindi na niya kaya pang bumangon pa? Bago pa mangyari iyon ay lumayo na siya habang dala sa sinapupunan niya ang bunga ng pagmamahal niya sa asawa. Pagkalipas ng limang taon ay muling nag-krus ang mga landas nila. Lahat gagawin ni Collin makuha lamang sa kanya ang anak nila. Ngunit hindi siya papayag sa plano nito dahil may sarili siyang plano. At ang planong iyon ay uumpisahan niya sa pamamagitan ng kanyang anak. Subaybayan ang kuwento ng isang babaeng sobrang nagmahal kaya sobrang nasaktan. Kung paano niya binuo ang pira-pirasong puso at kung paano niya pinalambot ang tila bakal na puso ng kanyang dating asawa sa pamamagitan ng kanilang nag-iisang anak na siyang muling magbubuklod sa kanilang dalawa.

Dinala ni Naomi Mendoza ang kanyang anak sa ospital para sa isang consultation. Ngunit tila pinaglalaruan siya ng tadhana dhil ang attending physician ay ang ex boyfriend niya. Sa loob ng pitong taon, binago na ni Naomi ang kanyang pangalan, tinakasan niya ang nakaraan, at mula sa pagiging chubby na babae ay isa na siyang sexy at charming. Hindi siya nakilala ng lalaki at lalong hindi nito alam na nagkaroon sila ng anak. Hinawakan ng kanyang anak ang kamay niya at mahinang nagtanong, “Mommy, bakit ka umiiyak?” Hindi nakasagot si Naomi. Ang tanging gusto niya ay tumalikod at tumakbo palayo. Pitong taon na ang nakararaan, si Naomi ang naging tampulan ng tukso sa St. Aurelius University nang lihim siyang maging girlfriend ng school heartthrob na si Cormac Lagdameo. Inakala niyang tunay ang pagmamahal nito sa kaniya hanggang sa winasak ng malamig na tinig nito ang kanyang puso. “It’s just for fun. I’m going abroad soon.” Naomi ended that bitter love. Ngayon, muling pinagtagpo sila ng tadhana. Pilit na lumalayo si Naomi, ngunit hindi siya pinakawalan ni Cormac. Ginamit nito ang kapangyarihan, at kayamanan upang muling itali siya sa mundo ng lalaki. "Dr. Lagdameo, may asawa na ako." Sa loob ng marangyang Maybach, mahigpit na hinawakan ng lalaki ang kanyang baywang bago siya mariing hinalikan. “Naomi, let me be your lover. I’m richer, younger, and I’ll give you a better experience than him.” Seven years ago, she was his secret girlfriend. Now, he’s begging to be her lover.

Para takasan ang nakatakda niyang kasal sa isang matandang lalaki ay lumuwas si Bethany Gayle Chavez sa isang malayong probinsiya. Ipakakasal kasi siya ng mommy niya sa isang Chinese business tycoon. Bagay na never niyang sinang-ayunan. Bilang heiress, alam na niya na kapalit ng pagiging marangya ng buhay niya ay ang pagpapalakas at pagpapalawak ng impluwensya ng bawat pamilya kaya naman kailangan niyang maikasal sa isang taong kaparehas o higit pa sa estado nila sa buhay. Kaya naman para makatakas sa kasunduang hindi niya gusto. . .nagpaka-layo kayo siya at nagpanggap siya bilang isang simpleng babae. Namasukan siya sa isang mayamang haciendero bilang house maid at doon ay nakilala niya si Simon Clarke Silvestre. Nagmamay-ari ito ng heka-hektaryang lupain sa probinsya at may malaking hacienda. Naging maganda at kaswal lang naman ang pagtanggap sa kanya ng binata. Pero naging mahirap para sa kanya ang pagsisilbi rito dahil kagagaling lang nito sa isang aksidente. Iritable si Simon at mabilis na magalit. Hindi naman siya ganito noon. Nagsimula lang ang pagbabago niya simula noong maaksidente siya. Hindi nila alam na si Bethany ay isang tagapagmana at nagpapanggap lamang bilang kasambahay. Bagay na sinesekreto niya sa lahat dahil ayaw niyang mahuli at ibalik sa mga magulang niya kundi ay malilintikan siya at ipapakasal sa matandang instik na iyon. Pero paano kung sa isang pagkakamali ay magbabago ang buhay ni Bethany? Si Simon ba ang magliligtas sa kanya sa masalimuot niyang magiging kapalaran sa matandang intsik na iyon, o mas lalo lang nitong sisirain ang buhay at mga pangarap niya?

BOOK 1 & 2 BOOK 1: A WHOLE NEW WORLD ESSENCE I would’ve died for them. My husband. My son. But when I was drowning, they didn’t even blink. I gave them everything—my heart, my time, my life. And still, I wasn’t enough. “Will you be my mommy?” my son asked his father’s mistress right in front of me. “Don’t be so selfish, Essence,” my husband said. “You’re lucky anyone married you at all.” They broke me. But I didn’t stay broken. I walked away with just a vow to build something for myself. What I didn’t expect? Lucian Knight. The billionaire bachelor every woman wanted... on his knees, whispering, “Please marry me, Essence. I’ve waited for you my whole life.” I left betrayal behind. But I never knew love could feel this good... or this sinfully sweet. BOOK 2: ENEMIES TO SOULMATES Daniel Knight lives for two things — running his empire and watching Sexy Red burn up the stage. The mysterious, red-haired dancer with a body made for sin is all he wants… and all he can’t have. The last thing he expects? His mother shoving him into an arranged marriage with Kelly Thompson… the plain, boring, mole-faced “ugly duckling” he insulted without a second thought. He hates her. She hates him more. “Marry you? Not in this lifetime,” he sneers. “Right back at you,” she fires back. But when the wedding ring is on, Danny still can’t get Sexy Red out of his head... until one night, he rips off her disguise and realizes the woman he’s been craving is the wife he swore to make miserable. Now, every touch feels like a lie. And the man who swore to ruin her… can’t stop trying to claim her.

The day after my Alpha mate's precious childhood sweetheart Sage accused me of sending rogue wolves to attack her, my mate Kael, along with our two sons, suspended my brother above a massive cauldron of boiling silver, threatening to throw him into the molten metal that would burn him alive. I went insane, rushing toward them, but the pack warriors held me back with iron grips. "Do you understand your mistake now?" Kael stood nearby in his perfectly tailored suit, his eyes cold as winter frost, his voice laced with ice. "Will you ever dare to hurt Sage again?" "I didn't attack her!" I cried, struggling against the warriors' hold. "Kael, let my brother go! He's only eighteen! He just got accepted to Harvard!" Five-year-old River crossed his small arms, his face emotionless. "The evidence is clear. Why are you still lying?" Four-year-old Stone nodded along, his tone innocent yet cruel. "Mommy, if you're so scared of Uncle dying, you shouldn't have attacked Aunt Sage. She's our precious one." My heart contracted violently. Sage was their precious one. Then what was I? What did I mean to them? I looked toward Kael, hoping he might spare my brother for the sake of our years as mates. But he only stared at me coldly, his gaze like he was looking at a complete stranger. I suddenly laughed, though tears streamed down my face. They thought it was just a dummy tied up there and they were just trying to scare me. They didn't realize that Sage had someone switch out that dummy. What's frying in the silver now is my dear little brother. In the boiling silver, my brother's body was already burned beyond recognition. But when I completely gave up and left, why did three men kneel down and beg me to come back?

“Don’t tell me you’re starting to get scared again,” he whispered before returning his lips to my sensitive nipples. His hand slid lower, shifting my panties aside, the fabric brushing against my skin. “Someone might walk in,” I managed to say, though my voice was barely audible. “Forget everyone and focus on us,” he murmured. His fingers began to tease me, running over my clit with a deliberate slowness that made my breath hitch. “I love how you’re always so wet for me,” he said, his tone filled with raw desire. As his pace quickened, his words urged me on. “Don’t hold back your moans. I want to hear all of it.” The knowledge that his office was soundproof was the only reassurance I had, but even then, I couldn’t trust my own voice. My body arched in response as he trailed kisses along my neck, his fingers moving with an intoxicating rhythm. “I love how your body reacts to my touch,” he murmured against my skin. “I could fuck you all day.” “Yes,” I moaned, unable to stop myself. “Yes, what?” he teased, his fingers moving even faster, pushing me closer to the edge. “Don’t stop, Alex,” I gasped. ********************************************************** Six years ago, Alex broke me, leaving me humiliated, pregnant, and abandoned. He chose Camila, his flawless childhood friend, while I was left to pick up the shattered pieces of my life. But I survived, and for my son, I built a life I’m proud of. Now, Alex is after me, but stunned by the woman I’ve become, and the son who bears his resemblance. When he asked about his father, my son’s innocent reply said it all: "Mommy said he's dead." I couldn’t have said it better myself.

I've accidentally worn a dress belonging to my deceased older sister, Gwendolyn Stokes, to a family banquet. Because of that, my husband, Thomas Torres, goes quiet with fury. He then sentences me to a punishment of kneeling in the snow for three long hours. The blizzard chills me to the bone. My son, Robin Torres, makes fun of me while hurling snowballs at me. "No matter how much you dress up, you'll always be a phony! Don't think you can go around replacing my mommy just because you've changed into her dress!" As I stare at Robin's face, which bears some resemblance with mine, I feel my heart breaking. He has no idea that I'm his actual mother. On the year Gwendolyn passed away, Thomas, who drank himself into a stupor, mistook me for her. That night, he kept moaning Gwendolyn's name and whispering sweet nothings to me. That was how I got pregnant with Robin. Thomas has forbidden me from telling anyone the truth. On the other hand, I can't bear to leave my own child alone. So, I beg Thomas repeatedly to let me stay in the Torres residence. During my stay here, Thomas gives me the cold shoulder all the time. Only when he needs to vent his desire does he seek me out. What I didn't expect is that Robin hates my guts as well. Not only does he keep pulling pranks on me from time to time, but he also curses at me. "Shameless women like you have no right to stay in my home! Once I grow up, I'll definitely kick you out!" Now, I can finally respond to him. "Oh, I don't have to wait for you to grow up at all." Tomorrow, I'll pack my things and leave. I no longer want to remain as someone else's replacement and continue living a life of humiliation. This time, I'm going to pursue a life of my own.

I am Maybelline Mia Park. Actually hindi ko alam kung bakit Maybelline ang unang pangalan ko, siguro big fan ang Mommy ko ng Maybelline make-up o baka naman uso talaga ang Maybelline products o di kaya wala lang talagang ibang maisip ang parents ko ng magandang pangalan. I really hate being called Maybelline dahil hindi naman ako mukhanag lipstick o face powder o eyeshadow o kung ano ano pa mang make-up na meron sila. Kung tinatanong ng iba ang pangalan ko, sinasabi ko lang "Mia Park." Short and decent. I am the epitome of clumsiness. Kahit ano ang gawin ko hindi ako ume-excel. Kahit saan ako magpunta palagi akong nadidisgrasya. Not actually disgrasya katulad ng nasagasaan o kaya nahulog sa building. Sa awa ng Panginoon hindi pa nangyari sa'kin ang ganun ka lalang sakuna. Maliit na disgrasya lang naman kagaya ng nadudulas, nahuhulog sa canal, mabuhusan ng tubig, natapunan ng pagkain. Can you still consider it small accidents? Kakambal ko na siguro ang .malas'. Sanay nadin naman ako sa mga hindi magandang nangyayari sa'kin sa pang araw-araw. Uggh!! ..but so much for that. Ever since nakita 'tong si Mr. Handsome and Mr. Hot sa mall nong gumala kami with my friends, hindi na ako napakali kaya hinanap ko talaga siya. Sinuyod ko ang buong town para lang malaman kung anong pangalan niya, san siya nakatira at sang school siya pumapasok. Well, di naman ako nabigo at nalaman ko din ang mga impormasyong gusto kong malaman. Then guess what? I transferred to livingstone Univeristy kung san siya nag-aaral ofcourse with my friends. Hindi naman din kasi sila magpapaiwan. I did everything para lang mapansin niya ako.

“I’ll pay you as much as you want, layuan mo lang ang pamangkin ko," alok ni Ibrahim sa babaeng kinababaliwan ng pamangkin niyang si Khaleb. Halos hindi naman makagalaw si Loraine sa narinig. Hindi niya maintindihan kung paano mag-re-react sa sinabing iyon ng Uncle ni Khaleb. At napagkamalan pa yata siyang girlfriend nito. “Huh! Nakakatawa ha. Hindi magandang paratang.” Sa inis niya, nahawakan niya ang booklet na nasa ibabaw ng side table at saka ibinato rito. “Gago ka! Anong palagay mo sa akin sugar mommy? Ang kapal ng mukha mo!” “Hey! Stop! Stop! Stop!” Nagawa ni Ibrahim na umiwas, saka hinagilap ang bewang at braso nito. Hindi inaasahang nagdikit ang kanilang mukha. Her eyes met his, and it feels like searching him deeply in his bones. Aminado siyang nakuryente siya sa init ng hininga nito na amoy coffee latte. It makes his manhood alive, lalo na nang masalat niya ang mala-artistic na kurba ng bewang nito. Same as Loraine, kakaibang kilig ang hatid ng maaamo at mapupunagy nitong mga mata. Ang ilong nitong parang goddess ang hugis maging ang mga labing mapupula at magandang korte. Parang magnet na humuhila patungo sa kanyang mga labi. “Is this how you seduce my nephew. Because if it is, you’re doing a great job,” bulong ni Ibrahim. Hindi mawari ni Loraine kung papuri ba iyon o insulto. Mas pinili niya ang pangalawang statement ng kanyang isipan kaya buong lakas niya itong itinulak. Walong taon na ang lumipas nang muling magtagpo ang landas nina Ibrahim at Loraine. Wala silang kaalam-alam na minsan na nilang nakatagpo ang isat-isa sa isang malagim na pangyayari. No print, no clues, only fate will let them know who they really are and what would they be in the future.

After being forced to go to rogue wolf territory to exchange my mate's kidnapped childhood sweetheart while three months pregnant, I was tortured to death. Before my death, my eight-year-old daughter begged her father three times. The first time, my daughter took her father's hand and said, "Daddy, mommy is pregnant with my little brother. She can't go to the rogue territory." The alpha wolf let out a cold laugh: "How dare your mother teach a pup to lie." Then he had his beta guards drive my daughter out of the pack house. The second time, my daughter grabbed his sleeve and told him the rogue wolves were torturing me with silver. The alpha frowned: "These rogues were hired by your mother to kidnap Willow. How could she really be tortured?" The guards stepped forward and once again pulled my daughter out of the room. The third time, my daughter lay on the floor, desperately clutching his pant leg, crying that I was dying in the rogue wolf territory. The alpha finally lost his temper. He slapped her away with force. "I told you, Ava won't die. She's strong. If you come running back here to disturb Willow's rest again, I'll definitely throw both of you out of the pack territory." To save me, my daughter gave her most precious possession to the most powerful warrior in the pack—the healing gemstone I had given her for her birthday. "Please, can you use this to help save my mother? I don't need protection anymore. I just want my mother to live." The warrior took her healing gemstone, but before he could leave to rescue me, Willow stepped in his way. "Sorry, little pup," she smirked. "The warrior needs to stay here to protect my dog. Your father was afraid I would be sad if anything happened to my pet."