Perfectly Imperfect

I accidentally ruined the cake at the fake daughter's birthday party. As punishment, my parents and brother locked me in the basement. "You’ve let your jealousy ruin a perfectly good celebration. Stay here and think about what you’ve done!" they shouted. They left me in the basement and went off to the Maldives to throw another birthday party for the fake daughter. When a gas leak occurred at home, I was still locked in the basement. As soon as they remotely turned the lights on, the whole house exploded, taking my life with it. After my death, my spirit drifted over to where my family was celebrating. I saw them gathered around the fake daughter on a beach. When a luxury three-tiered cake was brought out, they watched her make a wish with a smile. The fake daughter put on a show of concern about me. "Darling, you’re too kind-hearted. People like her deserve to be locked up and taught a lesson. Let’s see if she dares to take anything from you again," they said. Hearing that, I completely gave up on my family. When they returned home and saw the destroyed house, however, my parents and brother went mad.

My husband's gym was celebrating its grand opening, so I grabbed my best friend and headed over under the guise of "checking the place out," armed with a $10 trial class we had snagged from a group deal. I never once mentioned that I was the owner's wife. The moment we wrapped up the workout, a female trainer slapped a price sheet into our hands and gave us a look that could cut glass. "Let me guess, you two came here to milk the freebies? Our private training sessions cost hundreds. They're not here for people like you to exploit." I let out a disbelieving laugh. "We bought a perfectly valid trial class. How does that make us freeloaders? Get your manager." She rolled her eyes, acting like she was the rules. "Call whoever you want! The owner is my boyfriend, and he can't stand penny-pinchers who show up trying to mooch off his gym." Then, right in front of us, she called him—voice raised, dramatic, dripping with fake indignation. "Babe, there are two cheapskates in your gym demanding the manager. Come deal with them for me!"

"Huwag kang umasa na mamahalin kita. Hindi 'yon mangyayari." -Dr. Love Andrei Lee Dr. Love Andrei Lee had it all: fame, a brilliant doctor and a charismatic professor, beloved by his family and admired by his students. Even his future seemed perfectly crafted with an arranged marriage to the graceful model, Euphrosyne Saoirse Arcanway a.k.a "Ishay". Ngunit bago pa man niya ito makilala ay nahulog na siya sa ibang babae, dahilan para ikansel niya ang engagement at balewalain ang kaniyang mana. Then, fate delivered a crashing blow. On the day he proposed, his world collapsed—his girlfriend left him, choosing her career overseas, leaving him in pieces. Shattered and humiliated, Love Andrei found himself forced back into the arranged marriage he had once rejected. But his broken heart twisted into something darker nang mapag-alaman na si Ishay ang dahilan ng pakikipaghiwalay at paglayo ng kaniyang dating nobya. In his eyes, Ishay was not only his unwanted bride but the villain in his story. With a heart hardened by loss and bitterness, he turned their marriage into a battleground, determined to make Ishay's life a living nightmare.

Ivy moved to a different city and a new school. She wants only a quiet, anonymous life but she became friends with the popular and outgoing Trida. They became really close together with the five good-looking male students who lives in the dorm as well. Haze, Trida's ex. Zee, Trida's best friend. Matthew, Ivy's crush. Kayden, has a crush on Ivy and Kierzyuwi, the cold yet billionaire transferee. Everything seemed perfectly normal between them, until one day, two dead bodies appears in front of their eyes. As the murder case continued inside and outside their school, Trida and Ivy discovered the possible cause of the murder and who was behind it. Iyon ay si Supremo—na hindi nila matukoy ang totoong pangalan. Ngunit sa kagustuhan nilang malaman kung sino nga ba si Supremo, Ivy and Trida started to investigate. Five men turned out to be suspicious and those five were their friends. At sa patuloy nilang paghahanap rito, hindi lamang ang misyon nito ang kanilang matutuklasan. Maging ang kasunduan na isa pala sa kanila ang nakatakda nitong pakasalan. Will Trida and Ivy be able to handle the truth? Or would they just choose to run away from it?

His long fingers stroked my cheeks, a dangerous smile graced his perfectly structured face. “ I adore you far too much to let you go,my angel.” “ Then enjoy while it lasts because I've had enough, once I find someone stronger I will flee to him.”I snapped at him ignoring the dangerous aura surrounding him. With a very disturbing calm look on, he leaned forward very close to my ear and said “my dearest angel, he will face a fate worse than death. Then I will screw you again and again, until your insides are molded back to my shape. I'll put you in every position until you remember nothing but my name and the pleasure I've given you. Until you remember exactly who you belong to." ∆∆∆∆∆ Since weak creatures like humans were the reason he was cursed for life, king Xerxes would rather have his bond mate killed the very day she was born than accept a human as a mate. But even after all the massacre that took place that night, she somehow managed to escape . Now he wants her all to himself and will kill anyone who dares to think otherwise. But what happens if she's that “ ANYONE? ".

Reader Warning: This book contains explicit erotic content, including BDSM elements, power exchange, dominance and submission, rough intimacy, and mature themes. Not suitable for readers under the age of 18. Reader discretion is strongly advised. Blurb “I want you to be mine, Andrea.” A gasp leaves my mouth. “W-what did you say?” “I want to offer you the life you’re pretending to have. I can clear your family’s debt in one call and pay for your brother’s treatment while you live the life you’ve been faking.” “I don’t understand… why me?” “You walked into a room full of people who would have devoured you and almost held it together perfectly,” he says. “I find that interesting.” When the devil disguised as Tristan Hale offers desperate Andrea a one-year contract to be his, under his rules, in his bed, with no love, no promises, and no future... she accepts, hoping to clear her family’s crushing debt and save her brother’s life. But what happens when pretending starts to feel real, when survival turns into burning desire, and when the man who was never meant to keep her becomes the one she cannot walk away from?

Dave and Fatima has been eight long years partner in life, they got married after five years of relationship. Their marriage life is an almost perfect life they ever have, but nothing is perfect in this world full of shortcomings. Their almost perfect marriage life can’t be perfectly perfect because Fatima can’t bear a child – which is Dave’s always dreamed to have – a child. Then there’s Joan – Fatima’s best friend – knew how much Dave wants a child. If Fatima can’t, she can, but will Dave allow her to bear a child which he dreamed to have with Fatima? Will he bite the temptation? He promised, he made a vow in front of the altar, in front of everyone, in front of their parents, in front of the woman he love the most. What will be his decision? Will he just forget having a child with Fatima just to protect their marriage life and figure it out together or will he cheat with Joan to have a child and betray Fatima? What will Fatima gonna do? will she allow them to be together just to give the person she love a perfect life he wanted? What will happen to their marriage life? Aanhin mo nga naman ang pagmamahal mo sa isang tao kung hindi mo naman kayang ibigay ang kan'yang gusto?

Six years ago, a corporate acquisition deal I handled went up in flames, and 50 billion dollars vanished into thin air. Bankrupt investors spray red paint all over my front door for a year straight. Dad died from a stroke, and Mom lost her mind and disappeared. I ended up doing six years in prison for embezzlement. After I got out, I changed my name and started delivering food in downtown, running myself ragged for a few bucks per delivery. But then my ex-wife, Shirley Pearce, showed up, and the entire delivery station ground to a halt. She had become a financial powerhouse, a regular on the covers of business magazines. Reporters blocked my delivery scooter, shoving microphones in my face. "Mr. Marcus Quinn, Ms. Pearce has been single for six years, paid off all your debts, and she's been waiting for you to come home!" I stared at that perfectly made-up woman with her adoring eyes and felt nothing but disgust. That so-called "devoted" ex-wife of mine? Six years ago, she had forged company seals to help her boy toy short the stock market. Then, when everything fell apart, she threw me under the bus to save herself.

“I want to hold his dick just like he did perfectly leading so massive to my little pussy……” Hephzibah Thomas has admired, lusts over her stepbrother, Thomas Newton, since high school to college after her mother remarried. Her worst enemy in the hockey game, Zed Nate, finds out her dirty fantasies about him through her MACBOOK and demands compensation to keep the secret within. Newton’s new girlfriend turns out to be Kate Wells- Hephzibah’s high school nemesis, as she plans for a public humiliation after she discovers the deep secret too. But Zed saves her in front of the whole campus as his girlfriend in exchange for his academic success, while he helps her to expose Kate's manipulation, which Hephzibah dives into. As their fake relationship began, Hephzibah began to see the other side of Zed, a warm, gentle heart despite being a playboy, one that's willing to help her and acknowledge her true self to the world. But will Newton ever discover the truth behind the relationship? And when Hephzibah discovers Zed's deepest secret, will she walk away from him... to chase after her dream? or love him still?

Before my wedding, my vision which I lost after saving Bruce unexpectedly returned. Overjoyed, I hurried to share the wonderful news with him, but as I stepped into the living room, I froze. Bruce and my cousin, Kerry, were in a passionate embrace. "Bruce, the baby is perfectly healthy now. The doctor said we can sleep together again! Why don't we do it right here in the living room? Also, isn't it thrilling to do it here while Nancy is asleep in her room?" "Shut up! Don't joke about my wife like that!" Bruce snapped at her, but his reprimand was accompanied by a kiss. I stood there, watching in shock as their movements grew more intense and their breathing became heavier. Only then did I piece it all together. Their sudden shared enthusiasm for indoor workouts six months ago wasn't about fitness at all. Covering my mouth to stifle a sob, I turned back to my room and shut the door. I decided then and there: Bruce didn't need to know I had recovered. Reaching for my phone, I dialed my mother. "Mom, I'm not marrying Bruce anymore. I'll marry the comatose heir of the Blakes instead. I don't need Bruce in my life."