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(GORGEOUS MEN SERIES 39: Michael "Mavi" Villahermosa) Tinakwil siya ng kanyang ama dahil sa biglaang pagbubuntis. Kalaunan, iniwan naman siya ng kanyang kasintahan dahil sa maling akala. Naging mapagbiro man ang tadhana, hindi 'yon naging hadlang para buhayin ni Vesper ang anak niyang si Myla. Makalipas ang walong taon, nagpasya si Vesper na ipagpatuloy ang pag-aaral niya sa kolehiyo alang-alang sa future nilang mag-ina. Sa hindi inaasahang pagkakataon ay muling nagkrus ang landas nila ni Mavi Villahermosa—ang ex-boyfriend niya na ngayo'y isa nang ganap na propesor sa paaralan! Naalarma si Vesper gayong maliit na ang mundong ginagalawan nila. Isa lang ang nakatatak sa isip niya noong mga oras na 'yon. Hindi niya hahayaang makita ni Mavi ang kanilang anak! Ngunit isang araw, natunton ng lalaki ang tinitirahan niya at nasurpresa siya sa kanyang naabutan... "Bakit mo yakap-yakap ang anak ko?!" *** Started: May 25, 2022 Finished: February 18, 2023 Sequel: Hiding My Student's Son

Blurb: He is off limits but every fiber of my being shamelessly wants to have him. After a break up with my ex-girlfriend, I gave up on love–believing my purpose was building my own company and not chasing feelings that leaves me empty. But one short, burning kiss changes everything forever. Her lips melt into mine like the perfect fit, her tongue erasing the numbness I'd carried for months. Everything about that kiss felt magically intoxicating. Until I opened my eyes. And realized that I just kissed a guy. It should have disgusted me, it should have even made me furious. Yet, I strangely wanted more. I told myself to stay away from him, to forget that night ever happened. But the spark in his eyes sets my body on fire, and when his finger brushes my cheek, resistance diffuses out of my body. I know this attraction will destroy me. But how do you resist something that feels so wrong, yet so right?

My mother got remarried. I thought it would be a better turn — a new father, a stable home and a chance to breathe. The plan was simple; move on from my toxic ex, survive my final year in college and stay out of family drama. Until I met him at dinner. My new stepbrother. The new head of my department in school. Rough, tattooed and deadly hot. The leader of dead vultures club. He was everything I was supposed to avoid. Instead, I ended up slammed over his desk. We played with fire, we were reckless. It was addicting but very wrong. When the cloud of dangerous affection clears, whose life gets ruined first? His career and club or my entire existence?

When you're a single mom and find out your daughter was switched at birth with an Alpha's pup 6yrs ago. He takes you to his mansion and throws a document at you to sign. "No, I won't leave my child... wait, a marriage contract???"

I never except the person who took my virginity would be my step Brother, seeing him again felt like starting a new sweet life but the word step brother always lingering in my ear left me in pains as l wouldn't even think of loving him the way l want publicly, adding to my pain seeing him engaged to another girl shattered my heart into pieces,Naomi as he always call me gently with an affectionate look, believe me someday we gonna walk down then aisle ,but he's engaged how Will our parents feel about our relationship if known,drake is all l ever wanted,a life without him is nothing to me,but will my wish come true even when l knew he's engaged,how will l cope with his fiancee

My older brother, Ethan Earnhart, was the Alpha of the Shadow Pack. Right now, he was slicing my chest open with a silver surgical blade. Beside him, my adopted sister, Sara, had tear-filled eyes. "Elina went as far as faking her own death just to escape the loan sharks. She even used the body of a disfigured rogue." Ethan's gaze was filled with disgust. He pointed at the bruises covering my body, marks left when I was alive, and explained calmly to the young healer beside him. "Look. This is what happens to a traitor who betrays the pack and sleeps with filthy rogues. Elina, being the liar she's always been, even found a stand-in for her little performance." My wolf soul hovered beside the operating table and watched in despair as he handled my body the way one would process prey. 'Ethan, that really is me. I was trying to retrieve something you lost. That was why they–' "Check the stomach contents," Ethan said flatly as he cut open my stomach. Unexpectedly, there was no food residue. Instead, there was a single ring. It was corroded black by stomach acid, but the emblem engraved on it was unmistakable. It was the Alpha heirloom Ethan had lost five years ago. I had swallowed it just before I died. I had to protect that secret even if I were dead. Ethan's hand trembled violently while holding the forceps. He tore into my facial flesh like a madman. "Elina?"

"Honey, the washing machine's making that buzzing sound again. Can you fix it please?" I got up from my desk and walked over. Just as I placed my hand on the washing machine, a wave of numbness surged through my body. My heart pounded wildly before I convulsed and collapsed on the floor. Just before everything went dark, I heard my wife on the phone. "He has collapsed. He should be dead by now." The power outlet continued to hiss and buzz, like the mocking laughter of a devil. When I opened my eyes again, I was back to the day my wife asked me to fix the washing machine. I then decided to secretly follow her, only to discover she was posing as a topless model for her art teacher.

I went to exactly one party in my new, wealthy neighborhood. Then my neighbor Brenda sued me. In court, she held her bruised and battered daughter, Tiffany. She accused my son of rape. Mid-hearing, Tiffany tugged her collar down. Red marks circled her neck. "He tried to rip my pants off," she sobbed. "He tried to force himself on me. I fought back. So he beat me. He ruined my face!" Outside the courthouse, protesters held up signs, calling my son a piece of trash, a spoiled rich kid. Online, a photoshopped memorial of me went viral. The caption read: The unfit mother should die with her son. My company’s stock plummeted. But I just sat there. Stone-faced. I asked for my son, Cooper, to be brought in. The courtroom doors opened. Cooper walked in. Everyone froze.

It's my first time going on a trip with my boyfriend. I overhear him on the phone with his friend as they discuss how he's going to deflower me. "Grayson, you should be able to have your way with Summer this time, right?" "Don't even talk about that. She's so conservative—I've said and done everything, yet she refuses to budge!" I lower my hand instead of knocking on the door. I stand outside the room and listen as he continues. "Come off it. We've given you so many ideas in the group chat, haven't we? Have none of them worked? And didn't you guys get a room yesterday? You should've just brought sedatives. Think about how easy it would've been if you could've just knocked her out!" Grayson Hale snaps, "I forgot, alright? Besides, who would've known there'd be two beds in the room? She insisted on sleeping separately, too. I sneaked onto her bed in the middle of the night when I saw she was asleep. She woke up just as I was about to take off her clothes and kicked me off!" My blood runs cold. My hands tremble as I reply to my boss' message. "I accept headquarter's decision to transfer me."

Ellie James, 50, aches for physical connection after years alone. She succumbs to Leo, 24, whose dangerous charm masks a cruel con: seduce her, gain trust, and drain her finances to pay his ruthless creditors. The plan shatters when Ellie learns Leo is the obsessive ex who once wrecked her daughter, Maya. Worse, the scheme was orchestrated by Ellie’s best friend and rival, Giselle, to destroy her. But the game flips. Leo’s cold con transforms into raw, obsessive love for Ellie. Now, explosive questions remain: Can Maya ever accept her mother with the man who still haunts her own desires? Will Giselle succeed in pushing her husband — Ellie’s regretful ex husband — back into Ellie’s bed? And will Ellie’s money truly save Leo from his violent debtors, or will they demand more?