Novel & Cerita Ode On A Grecian Urn

BLURB: Captain Soren Calder lost everything in Game Seven including his freedom. Now he belongs to Jeremy “JR” Draven, the arrogant, ruthless rival who’s haunted his dreams and ruined his nights for years. Thirty days, no limits, no mercy and complete ownership. What begins as hate-fueled revenge and brutal, possessive nights quickly spirals into obsession because the more JR breaks him, the more Soren craves the only man who’s ever been strong enough to make him submit. But when their secret explodes in front of the entire league, Soren has to decide either to keep fighting the man he hates or finally surrender to the man he can’t live without? When hatred becomes an addiction, who will break first?

He is drunk on love. Drunk on her. Drunk on Margarita. ************************** Walong taong pilit kinakalimutan ni Margarita ang isang mainit na gabing pinagsaluhan nila ni Atty. Cohen Delgado ngunit hindi niya inaasahang magkikita silang muli. At kahit anong gawin niyang iwas sa lalaki, daig naman pa naman nito ang kabuteng sumusulpot kong nassan siya, ang malala ito pa ang naging bagong boss niya. Pilit niyang itinatanggi ang nakaraan ngunit pilit naman iyong pinapaalala ng lalaki. Hanggang kailan niya iiwasan ang abogadong wagas kung makabakod kahit hindi naman sila? Bakit ba kinukulit pa rin siya nito kahit alam naman niyang hindi na sila pwede? Kaya nga ba niyang umiwas sa tuksong dala nito?Anong sekreto nga ba ang pinaka-iingatan niyang ayaw niyang mabunyag nito?

It's my first time visiting my girlfriend, Jennifer Hayes' family for the holidays. At the dining table, her childhood friend, Duncan Foley, suddenly slams his cutlery down. "How could you bring a prostitute client home for dinner, Jenny?" The atmosphere becomes awkward immediately. Everyone initially thinks that Duncan is running his mouth because he's had too much to drink, but he continues to ramble in a matter-of-fact tone. "My buddy is a part of the anti-prostitution task force! As if I can get the person he's personally arrested wrong!" As he speaks, he tosses a copy of the public security administrative penalty notice onto the table. My name is displayed on it. The sight leaves me stunned. It's true that the anti-prostitution task force arrested dozens of offenders in the city last month. But I'm the one who gave the signature of approval as the newly promoted chief commissioner…

A woman who has a dream for her future and for her family had to go through with any jobs just to earn for her family and for her to reach her dreams, even if these jobs mean to lose her dignity. She has no time for a relationship and love... but everything changed when Jake came into her life. During the days that they were together and in some sex that they shared, their hearts met in an unexpected love. Ash gambled her heart even though she knew she could get hurt, and she was right. Jake made a mistake that broke Ash's heart. Will she forgive Jake for what he has done and welcome him on her life again? Or won't she let the man that has touched her heart once touch it again?

Grandpa will be announcing his will at his birthday banquet. Apparently, I only possess the right to inherit the family's assets if I'm in a stable relationship with someone. I beg my girlfriend, Hannah Samson, countless times to have our relationship publicized. But she keeps using her overtime shift as an excuse. Today, she finally yields to me. "Alright. You should attend the family meeting first. I'll be there soon." The moment I step into the manor on my own, I hear my relatives' mocking laughter surrounding me. "You keep claiming that you're busy with your career every day. To think that you can't even bring your own girlfriend to this meeting! You do realize that your inheritance right depends on your partner, right? "Don't tell me you lied to us about having a girlfriend!" I clutch my phone tightly, feeling my palm going clammy with sweat. Time slowly ticks past. Just as Grandpa is about to read his will out loud, someone pushes the front door open abruptly. I turn around in delight, only for my smile to freeze on my face. Isaac Letterman, the fake heir, smiles wanly at everyone, his hand still laced with Hannah's. "Sorry, we're late." As I stare at the duo, I feel my heart plunging into an icy abyss. Then, I turn back to look at the relatives, who were mocking me earlier. "You said you wanted to see my girlfriend, right? That's her right there."

On the first day of my position as the branch manager of the branch company, I tell my assistant, Derek Mahoney, to not follow me around, seeing as I want to scope out the actual situation at the company in advance. After entering an elevator, I notice that a male colleague has his hands full because of a box he's carrying, so I help him jab the button of the floor he wants to visit. Before I can even retract my arm, the female colleague next to me is quick to slap my hand off the panel. "Where do you think you're touching? Are you trying to get cozy with him just because he's a guy?" The male colleague is stunned, to say the least. He quickly spoke to her in a lowered tone, "Are you nuts, honey? That lady was just lending me a helping hand!" The woman merely pinches the colleague furiously before hoisting me by the collar. "Lending you a helping hand, huh? She's already rubbing up on you and trying to help you out in every way possible even though I'm around. Does that mean she'll start seducing you outright if I'm not here?" I frown at the woman's logic and try to be reasonable with her. "Ma'am, please show me some respect. I'm the new—" "You're new?" The woman cuts me off with a scoff. "How dare you seduce my husband on your first day here! You really think I don't exist at all, huh?" Seeing as the elevator has reached my floor, I don't want to waste my time on the crazy woman any longer, so I try to leave. Mistaking my reaction for one of guilt, the woman quickly grabs my collar and yell, "Now you're trying to leave after stirring shit up, hmm? A minx like you isn't permitted to stay in the company! You must get fired immediately!"

"You drive me fucking insane," he breathes against my throat. Heat pools low in my belly as he pulls back to look at me, his eyes dark with hunger. "Say stop," he whispers, voice strained. I hold his gaze. "I won't." … I never wanted to come to KAQ Academy. But when your mother marries into the Blackwell family, you don't get a choice. What I didn't expect was her new stepson deciding I was his personal enemy on sight. Grayson Blackwell—hockey captain, honor student, golden boy with a black heart—has made it his mission to destroy me. He's beautiful and cruel and absolutely magnetic, the kind of boy who sets fires just to watch them burn. He wants to break me, piece by piece, until there's nothing left of the girl who dared to invade his perfect world. The problem? I like the way he burns. But I'm not the only one obsessed with me. Someone has been sending me twisted letters for years, and they've followed me here. When Gray finds out about my stalker, something dark shifts in his eyes. Suddenly, I'm not just his enemy—I'm his obsession.

"Interested in having a date with me? Hurry up and get over here!" Elliot Coleman sends me a photo of a venue that's decorated romantically. It's followed by that sentence and an address. He and his friends laugh hysterically when I arrive in a carefully selected dress. "I told you, right? She'd come running with just a single sentence! Trust me, she'll do whatever I want her to do!" Elliot ignores my embarrassment and publicly confesses his feelings for Isabelle Stevens. He even falsely accuses me of refusing to leave him alone and tries to chase me off. Then, he turns pale when my newlywed husband arrives and shields me.

Pinagtagpo ng tadhana ang dalawang taong magkaiba ng estado sa buhay. Ngunit ang tadhana rin ba ang gagawa ng paraan upang sila'y maghiwalay? Sila ba'y mananatili sa isa't isa? O, mas pipiliing lumayo para sa ikatatahimik ng kanilang mga puso? Will they still hold on to each other, or. . . move on?

“Waking up in your man's arms fulfills a need far more than sex every could. It's the best thing ever.” — Madel David