Our Problems Just Keep Piling

Athena Madison is living her life to the fullest. Even though her life wasn't as fancy as others, she still managed to be grateful and contented. She graduated and is currently doing her job as a computer programmer and web designer. All is well not until she received a letter from an international mail. Never on her mind did she thought that that letter would bring such great changes on her life. Because according to the letter, she's actually an heiress of multiple publishing companies, lots of properties, and even tons of money! But the drill is, before she could take all her inheritance, she needs to work first for her mother's unfinished book. And that's not just a book. Because that book basically tackles all about having sexual intercourse! How can she start doing her part on that kind of book, when she doesn't even know what is it to be kissed?

Dalawang puso ang tumitibok at naglalayong magpaalab ng sumibol na pag-ibig sa hindi inaasahang pagkakataon at panahon. Ang pag-ibig na hindi mapapantayan ang inaalay ni Brael Montegarde at Hasumi Mitsunabi sa isa't isa. Ilang beses na pinaghiwalay ng tadhana subalit muling natatagpuan ang mga sariling tapat na sumisinta sa isa't isa at pinipiling iraos ang pag-ibig na pilit hinahadlangan ng mga taong nakapaligid sa kanila. Isang trahedya sa nakaraan ang muling binabalikan ng kasalukuyan. Ang madugong pagpatay sa mga magulang ni Brael at ang bangungot na patuloy na gumugulo kay Hasumi ay tila ba konektado.  Sa pagsiwalat ng katotohanan ay magugulantang ang mga pusong nagiibigan. Ang pumatay sa mga magulang ni Brael ay ang babaeng minamahal niyang si Hasumi.  Layunin ni Brael Montegarde ang maghiganti sa taong pumaslang sa mga magulang niya. Subalit guguluhin ng pagmamahal niya ang paghangad niya ng hustisya.  Kaya niya bang paslangin ang babaeng mahal niya? O mananaig ang pag-ibig na napunla sa mga puso nilang lubos na nagmamahal sa isa't isa?

Two stories, one kingdom, and a timeless tale of love… ***** The Land of Kalise was being overwhelmed by an invasion and the only thing left to do was to ask for help from the neighboring country. As an elf descendant that can wield magic, there’s only so much that Erriene could do, but as a Prince, he will do whatever it takes to protect and help his people. But what if what’s asked of him was something that he might not be ready to give? ***** The Country of Maud was an unbeatable force. Having a Frost Giant’s blood in his veins, King Alarick is a Warlord that’s used to getting anything and everything that he wants. But what if the only thing that he truly ever wanted in life was something that he could never get? ***** As feelings develop, emotions break out and the past coming back to haunt them… Will it bring them closer together? Or will it drive them further apart?

Luca dikenal sebagai anak jenius di Bumi—pencipta teknik bertarung legendaris, pemilik kekuatan penyembuhan, dan pewaris kejayaan. Tapi suatu hari, ia menghilang. Dan ketika membuka mata, ia terbangun di dunia asing bernama Nuan Omega... dalam tubuh yang bukan miliknya. Di dunia yang ditinggalkan peradaban dan dibangun di atas sistem kasta darah, Luca harus bertahan, beradaptasi, dan mencari siapa dirinya sebenarnya. Tubuh barunya kuat, tapi belum sempurna. Ingatan masa lalunya retak, tapi perlahan kembali. Dan di balik reruntuhan, ia menemukan sekutu aneh, musuh tak terlihat, serta gadis misterius yang memiliki ikatan tak terduga dengan masa depan dunia. Namun satu hal pasti—kehadirannya bukan kebetulan. Dan darahnya... bukan darah biasa.

His fingers slid into my hair, tugging just enough to tilt my head back and expose my throat to him. “We shouldn’t be doing this, Mr. Turner,” I breathed, my voice breaking on a gasp as he found a sensitive spot just beneath my ear and sucked lightly. His growl was low and primal, vibrating through my skin as he pressed his body against mine. I felt every hard line of him, his heat bleeding through my clothes. “Why not?” he murmured, his voice rough with restrained need. I swallowed hard. “You’re… you’re my ex-fiancé’s father.” He paused. For a moment, everything stilled… his breath against my throat, the air between us, even the rain outside seemed to hesitate. Then he lifted his head, and our eyes locked. His were a stormy blue, intense and unwavering. “No one has to know, Catherine,” he said quietly, his voice was like a dark promise wrapped in silk. Then he leaned in with his lips brushing the shell of my ear. “I can be your dirty secret.” A shiver ripped down my spine. His words settled deep in my gut, awakening something dangerous. I bit my lip. Every cell in my body screamed for me to walk away but I didn’t. Instead, I gripped the front of his shirt, pulled him down, and kissed him hard. Desperately. He rumbled low in his chest, kissing me back with equal hunger, his hands roaming my body like he already knew every curve. When he finally broke the kiss, I was breathless. Then he dropped to his knees between my legs, with his eyes darker now. “I’m going to show you the world,” he said. “If you’d let me.”

Emily Rosalyn Carter is a female prosecutor who is known to be cold-blooded among criminals and convicts in court. The most severe sentence demands are always the verdicts she submits to the judge so that she is nicknamed the guardian angel of the gates of hell by criminals. However, not many people know that behind Emily's cold attitude, she has many affairs with many men who take turns filling her love diary. Hot romance is Emily's choice to keep herself from losing her humanity when she has to face the cruelty of criminals in court. A hot, tense, and exciting story of the life of a single female prosecutor. Follow Emily's love journey with the men of her choice and the criminal cases she handles at the prosecutor's desk!

"You can't keep running away from me", Ehan said, his face was all serious as his eyes bored into Naira's. Standing her ground, Naira uttered using her utmost effort to look confident, "I am not running away." Ehan went on uttering all confidently, "Yes, you are. But eventually you're going to have to stop. And I'm going to be there no matter how far you go. Because I know" At this point, Naira blurted out sternly interrupting him, "Don't even think like you still know me well when actually you don't even have any idea about this new me." Ehan's confused eyes met Naira’s as she got uttering with an all blank face, "I have put back my pieces differently."

Meet the hottest girl band in town: The Fab F.O.U.R.! Making up the band is a financially unstable keyboard player, a lead singer with daddy issues, a drummer who won't eat and a guitar player in the closet. Add a hot male bass player to cause the girls to lose their minds and they just might be the next big thing. But with their overwhelming secrets and a crazed fan meddling in their lives is the band on the road to success...or disaster?

Genevieve Cloepfil is a 26-year-old magazine journalist who works for a prominent publishing company run by Conrad Easton, the CEO. When Genevieve's 27th birthday arrived, she found herself at a highly reputable and elite strip club with Feliza, where a certain male stripper captured her interest. She was intoxicated, fueled by alcohol. And she was careless and naughty. Feeling her full energy and neediness. She has fully lost her mind as she reacts to every kiss, touch, and pleasure. She enjoyed an intimate evening with him. He was, unbeknownst to her, her boss.

Il la fixa longuement. Trop longuement. Le cœur de Dolores cognait contre sa poitrine. Mais elle ne baissa pas les yeux. Pas devant lui. Pas ici. Pas maintenant. Alexander Manchester. PDG insupportablement charismatique. Froid. Arrogant. Intouchable. Le genre d’homme devant qui tout plie… sauf elle. Son regard était une lame. Tranchante. Invasive. Elle chercha un doute, un frémissement, un signe de faiblesse. Rien. Juste la détermination glacée d’un homme habitué à obtenir ce qu’il veut. — Je dois assister à une réunion pour le partage des parts de l’entreprise familiale, la semaine prochaine. Ma fiancée est coincée à l’étranger. Y aller seul serait mal vu. Mes parents ne doivent rien savoir. Et je déteste perdre la face. Sa voix était calme, basse, presque dénuée d’émotion. Mais chaque mot tombait lourd, chargé d’un enjeu qu’il ne nommait pas. Elle ne répondit pas. Son silence n’était pas du vide — c’était une tempête contenue. Il s’approcha. Lentement. Sa présence semblait s’étendre, engloutir l’espace. Chaque pas était calculé. Chaque geste, mesuré. Du bout des doigts, il frôla le bord de son bureau. Juste assez pour marquer un territoire. — Sois ma femme. Pour 15 jours. Et je triple ton salaire. Tu viens avec moi. Tu souris. Tu joues le rôle. Et dans 15 jours, on oublie tout. Il lâcha ça comme une bombe à retardement. Puis attendit. — C’est une blague ? Sa voix fendit le silence, un brin d’ironie accroché à l’incrédulité. — Est-ce que j’ai l’air de plaisanter ? Son regard l’écrasa. Aucune échappatoire. Aucune équivoque. Elle aurait pu dire non. Elle aurait dû dire non.