روايات وقصص ضمن Monina Dizon

Sleep with the Boss SYNOPSIS: Indeed… Love comes from the most unexpected places. Gasgas na ang linyang ito pero nagkakatutoo pa rin. Maingat at masinop na babae si Mina, isang sumisikat na interior designer. Sagad sa buto ang kahirapang natakasan niya gamit ang sipag at tiyaga. When she found a gorgeous man sleeping on her bed, lahat ng pinagpaguran ni Mina ay puwedeng maglaho na parang bula.

"It may be to you. But, like I said, he may let you work. But it’s dangerous. Mariano’s grandmother, Donna Ginevra, was killed in a grocery store. Shot." “That’s terrible.” She smiled at me, and I stood up. "Thanks, Aria, we should definitely hang out sometime." A smile took over her face. "Definitely, Izzy." I ventured off to look for Mariano.

It was just the first day and it already got her thinking about her whole life. She soon fell asleep, exhausted but, it didn't take that long before she was woken up by really hurtful remarks. She had only spent 2days here but she recognized the owner of that voice immediately, it was no other than Efya. "Why would Dylan even allow a lazy girl like you in the Duan base?" not hiding the disdain in her words she continued "I still don't think Dylan would do something as stupid as bringing a girl like you here. You definitely did something!" Efya creased her brows like she was thinking. Anna looked at her with a bored expression, she was just waiting for her to leave just so that she could cont

Chander's sudden interruption brought her back. "Miss Hila, let me help you take care of the other eleven." She didn't feel light headed or drunk anymore. "Why would you help me? You are in no position to gain anything from their deaths and if you are, just shut it and consider yourself lucky that your competition just got lower." She took off the robe and was left covered by a tiny sleeveless navy blue dress that barely covered even half her thighs. The pair of linen dolphin shorts of the same color loosely swayed as she moved towards him.

I looked at the Alpha and frowned. "So which name are we supposed to call you, Alpha?" I asked, crossing my arms. "Layton. Arachne is the only one who can call me Henry." I nodded with a frown when he said Arachne. The womans name was Emiko, unless she also went by Arachne. "So are you attending the festival, Gamma Channing?" "I am the Moon Oracle, and I hate that festival." I growled at him as I stepped back. "I must be going."

He dipped his head, and stepped to one side. My annoyance at Mason getting the getting the better of me; “My name is Sienna...” I bite out. “Not Luna.” I couldn’t find it in myself to apologies at this moment for my own clumsiness of not looking where I was going. But at this moment I was far too riled up.

"She is yet to wake up. But according to the marks on her body, she has been under abuse for a long time. Others were still fresh." "It's like she had been whipped for a good number **of** years." The doctor said. "Do your best to make sure that she wakes up as soon as possible," Ashton said. "Yes, Alpha. We will do our best." Ashton waved his hand and walked towards the study room. Theo was following him. "What did you find out from your investigation?" "The girl's name is Maya Brown. She was saved by Mark Syden, the now alpha of wind winders pack." "What did you say her name was?" Ashton asked. He felt like he was hearing things.

Now it was all black curls neatly combed back above his head. She raised her chin. At least now she was not the same naive little maid that used to work for him, she knew her place in the world and she knew who Dominic was. Once she had left the Montego family, she had done all her research and the results weren't good. She mumbled her way through the vows. The rest of the wedding and reception was a blur, with couples and people she could only assume were there for Dominic's benefit, wishing them a happy life ahead.

the Minister asked. "Yes, I do," Donovan responded confidently, earning a round of applause from their spectators. "Boma Braide, do you take Donovan Garret to be your lawfully wedded husband?" the Minister turned to her. Boma hesitated for a moment, her eyes darting between Donovan and the people, feeling a surge of conflicting emotions. Her voice was steady but carried a hint of uncertainty. "Yes, I do." She replied. The moment felt charged, a blend of opulence, emotional complexity, and hidden turmoil, leaving the attendees unaware of the storm brewing within Boma's heart despite the slight hesitation.

“Tying the knot. Locking it down. Putting a ring on it.” I stared at him. “To who?” He smirked. “Her name’s Bianca. She’s a florist. She thinks I’m charming and emotionally available.” Santino snorted. “So she’s legally blind.” “Very funny,” Dante said. “She’s smart, sweet, and she makes me want to be slightly less of a disaster.” I leaned back. “You’re serious.” “As a heart attack.” Santino narrowed his eyes. “You’ve known her for what, two months?”