Perfume Cookbook Elden Ring

Timothy Alvarez already has everything on his hands-- wealth and fame. At ayon sa kanyang ama, asawa na lang daw ang kulang sa kanya. Kaya't ipinagkasundo s'ya nito kay Penelope Valencia, anak ng isa ring kilalang angkan. Ngunit umpisa pa lang ng pagkikita nila ay hindi na sila magkasundo. Timothy was arrogant, cold-hearted and rude. At si Penelope naman ay hindi basta-basta magpapatalo sa binata. Sumumpa pa itong hinding-hindi nito magugustuhan si Timothy kahit na kailan. Ngunit paano kapag malaman nito na kaya s’ya ipinagkasundo ng mga magulang sa lalaki ay dahil sa papalugi nilang kompanya? Will she be able to accept truth? And how about Timothy? Paano nga ba niya pakikisamahan si Penelope kung sa una pa lang ay ginugulo na nito ang isipan niya?

Kung gusto may paraan, kung ayaw naman, ay siguradong may dahilan. Matapos mahiwalay naglakas-loobsa kaniyang kababata sa loob ng apat na taon, si Shevanee na hanapin ito sa Manila. Ngunit laking gulat niya na parang ibang Ralph Timothy Villanueva ata ang nahahanap niya sapagkat hindi na siya nakikilala nito. Ginawa niya ang lahat upang makuha ang pansin nito at nagbabakasakaling maalala siya ni Ralph, ngunit may isang lalaki ang humarang sa mga plano niya. Si Gaven Lance Galvez, ang sempatiko na pinsan ni Ralph na namamahala ng isang kompanya. Wala itong ibang ginagawa kundi bantayan ang bawat kilos at hakbang niya dahilan upang mawalan siya ng pag-asa na makilala ulit ng kaniyang kababata. Sa pag-aakala ni Shevanee na makukuha niya muli ang puso ng kaniyang kababata, ay ibang puso pala ang nabingwit niya. Ngunit isa lamang ang dapat niyang piliin. Sa pagkakataong ito, ano kaya ang mas matimbang para kay Shevanee? Ang minahal niyang kababata o ang lalaking si Gaven na mahal siya?

Si Diandra ay anak sa labas ng isa sa pinakamayaman at kilalang tao sa bansa. Sa kabila no'n, hindi siya namuhay ng mahirap— hanggang sa isang araw ay tumigil sa pagsusustento ang kaniyang ama sa hindi malamang dahilan. Kung kailan pa mas kailangan niya nang tulong dahil inatake sa puso ang kaniyang ina at kinakailangan niya ng higit isang milyon para maoperahan ito. Kaya nagdesisyon siyang puntahan ang ama para humingi ng tulong dito ngunit ipinagtabuyan lamang siya ng asawa nito at ng kaniyang kapatid. Hanggang sa in-offer-an siya ng kaniyang tiya na magtrabaho sa isang high-end club. Kung pagbabasehan ang panlabas na hitsura ni Diandra, aakalain mong isa siyang modelo. Makinis at maputi ang kutis, maganda ang hubog ng katawan, at tila dyosa sa inosente at maamong mukha. Tinanggap ni Diandra ang trabaho kapalit ng katawan at dignidad niya para sa kaniyang ina. Ngunit sa hindi inaasahan, ang lalaking nakakuha sa kaniya ay ang may-ari ng kompanyang kaniyang pinagtatrabahuan. Si Hades Hudson, ang bilyonaryong kilala bilang malupit at walang-awang CEO pagdating sa business industry. At sa hindi inaasahan, siya ring fiancé ng kapatid niyang si Elle. Ano na ang gagawin ni Diandra ngayong nagbunga ang isang gabi nilang pagsasama?

"Marry me." Damien Blackwood smirked, golden eyes darkening. “Come again?” Sofia gripped the contract, her heart still raw from Jake’s betrayal. “No emotions. No strings. Just a contract.” Damien chuckled. “And why do you need a husband, sweetheart?” “Revenge,” she admitted. “I trusted him. He slept with someone else. In our bed.” Something flickered in Damien’s gaze—something possessive. “You think I’ll pretend?” Sofia frowned. “What do you mean?” He stepped closer, voice low. “I don’t fake things. Not my loyalty. Not my obsession. If you become my wife, you become mine.” She should’ve walked away. Instead, she signed. And everything changed. At first, it was just a contract. Then came the way Damien touched her—"Good girl." The way his voice dropped when another man looked at her. "Mine." Then came the nightmares—visions of another life. Another love. Him. Damien wasn’t just her husband now. He had been before. And she wasn’t just human. She was a white wolf. But Jake’s obsession turned dangerous. He would steal her again. Only Damien’s obsession burned hotter. No one touched what was his. And if Jake tried, he wouldn’t live to regret it. A wolf always protects what's his , I thought I married a billionaire, not knowing that he is a wolf, one that unleashed my powers I never knew existed

"Looks are deceiving." Akira Lea Montero, an undergraduate, strong woman, and talented painter, know that fact. She already experienced so many challenges in life that made her stronger and learn not to trust people that easily and yet despite of that, Akira still choose to trust a man that offered her a good opportunity because of her paintings. What is she going to do if she found out the truth that she's living with a psychopath and worst, has a son with him?

Sa loob ng tatlong taon, namuhay si Clarissa Montefalco sa ilalim ng anino ng kasinungalingan—isang simpleng babae sa paningin ng lahat, ngunit sa likod ng tahimik na anyo ay ang tagapagmana ng isa sa pinakamalalaking business empires sa bansa. Minahal niya si Joaquin nang totoo, kahit pa hindi nito alam ang kanyang tunay na pagkatao. Ngunit sa pagbabalik ng babaeng mahal ni Joaquin, iniwan siya nito nang walang pasabi—pinahiya, sinaktan, at sinabihang siya pa ang pilit na humahabol. Hindi alam ni Joaquin na ang babaeng tinapakan niya ay may kapangyarihang baguhin ang buhay ng kahit sinong lalaki… kabilang na siya. Sa muling pag-uwi ni Clarissa sa Maynila upang pamunuan ang kompanyang iiwan ng kanyang ina, hindi niya inaasahang makikilala niya si Luis Antonio Dela Cruz—ang pinsan ng kanyang matalik na kaibigan, at isang lalaking may sarili ring itinatagong yaman at lihim. Sa gitna ng sakit, isang gabing puno ng alak ang nagtulak kay Clarissa sa piling ni Luis. At sa isang hindi inaasahang kasunduan upang makaiwas sa mga piling asawa ng kanilang mga magulang, lihim silang nagpakasal. Ngayon, si Clarissa Montefalco ay hindi lamang isang tagapagmanang hindi kinikilala—isa na rin siyang asawa ng isang secret billionaire. At si Luis? Isang lalaking dumarating sa mga panahong hindi niya inaasahan, dala ang pag-ibig na kailanman ay hindi naibigay ni Joaquin. Ngunit handa ba si Clarissa na magmahal muli, o mananatili siyang bihag ng sakit ng nakaraan?

Tristan Hayes' life took a sharp turn, one moment he was on the cusp of his dream then suddenly found himself drowning. Trauma surgeon residency was brutal enough; losing his scholarship was a knockout blow. Desperate, he swallowed his pride and became "Titan" at Club Inferno. Six months, and he was their star, his body a commodity. Tonight was his last dance – he was booked for a bachelorette party for a bride-to-be linked to the Mafia family. He remembered the haze of perfume, the clamor, the hands pulling him closer and the willing mouths tasting him. He remembered the bride, her eyes wide, her laughter turning into moans and gasps. He entertained the women, the night ending with the bride's face covered in his thick sticky seed. After this night, he wanted to close this chapter of his life. He wanted to forget it all. He should have. Tristan awoke in a cold, unfamiliar room, the fear paralyzing. Now, bound and gagged in a concrete cell, the memory was a burning brand. He learned why they called Giovanni Sokolov "The Siberian Winter." Giovanni, a face carved from granite, stood before him. "My bride," Giovanni’s voice was a low growl, "You entertained my fiancée, She died a week ago, trying to run away with a man. Your seed was the catalyst. You helped her betray me." Giovanni leaned closer, his eyes devoid of warmth. "She was running away, Dr. Hayes. You helped her crave forbidden fruit. You opened the door to betrayal." He smiled, a cruel, predatory expression. "Now, you will pay the price of her betrayal. You will take her place... as my companion in bed... my slave and my plaything. Don't worry I'll make you'll enjoy every second of it."

At a party, everyone sees Claire's joke. His fiance, chosen mate, walks past her with the ring and gets down on one knee in front of her stepsister. What the hell is going on here? "Joe and I are together now. Because we are each other's fated mates." Her stepsister said triumphantly. "We know you're hurting, but Cathy is your sister. You should bless them. Your sister will be the next luna, not you." Said her father coldly. In an instant, she changed from a happy girl to a poor person who had been abandoned and betrayed. "How dare you do this to me?" Desperate, she looked up and saw Prince Louis, who was also at the party. Although appealing directly to a member of the royal family would have been punishable, Claire had no choice. "Your Highness, I beg you to do justice and disinherit them. I claim my right." The crowd held their breath as they watched the murderous prince rumored to have killed his brother. He approached me with a dark look. I closed my eyes and waited for my punishment. But I felt big hands around my waist. He buried his head in my neck, took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice. "You are a very smart and brave girl. I can help you, but I want something else in return." I ran into a hug, his scent all around me. I didn't know, until this moment, that I was in even bigger trouble.

…He caresses my check and I close my eyes and lean close so as to get more of his touch. "Catania, why is your pheromone doing this to me?" He asks calmly and this time around, I open my eyes. "Because… because you don't want to accept the…" my sentence is caught off by the feel of his lips colliding with mine. A thunder of emotions strike within me as he kisses me passionately, like he owns me, loves me. I return the kiss with all my might as I decide to forget everything that is going on and enjoy the moment. Without breaking the kiss, he gently pulls me into his big muscular arms and further intensifies the kiss. His lips are warm and soft. They are partly sighted, allowing my tongue to slip inside. Our bodies are pressed together heatedly as I our lips joined with each other's. I can taste our shared breath and feel the taste of our combined heartbeat. Warmth blossoms in my chest, igniting it as Alpha Nolan leans in close, with his lips brushing tentatively. This is my first kiss ever. The smell of his perfume is dizzying and it causes butterflies to dance in my stomach. My eyes are close and they seem to have gotten stuck. I want to open them, I want to get a better look at Alpha Nolan's dark brown eyes, I want to admire his crazy vampire hairline. I have the feeling this is never going to happen again and that this might even ruin what is left in my life, so I want to open my eyes and bear some witness but I can't, because I am so tired and his mouth is so soft… He cannot ignore the connection even if he wanted to…

At the Thorn Pack banquet, Jacob Mason carefully cut the steak on my plate. His gentlemanly demeanor and meticulous attention to detail drew envious glances from those around us. "Our Alpha is so good to our Luna," a voice murmured from across the table. "You won’t find a more devoted mate in all of Southspire." I glanced at Jacob, a sweet warmth unfurled in my chest. I silently tightened my grip around the Moonstone Ring—a ring my father had left me, the symbol of power in the Lotus Pack. I had planned to give it to Jacob when the banquet ended, when we were alone. But as the evening wore on, the noise and the clinking of glasses became too much to bear. I feigned a slight dizziness, excusing myself to return to our castle ahead of him. In truth, I needed the time to prepare a surprise—something special to commemorate this night. When everything was set, I silently slipped back into the banquet hall, ready to take Jacob by the hand and whisk him away. But as I arrived, I stopped dead in my tracks. There he was, holding Hazel Rhea tightly in his arms. "Chloe is so rigid," he said. "Always clinging to the dignity of being the Lotus Pack Alpha's daughter. How could she ever compare to Hazel's passion?" "Don't worry," he added, his tone light with mock reassurance. "Hazel and I are just friends. Chloe won't feel betrayed." He laughed softly. "But don't tell her, alright? She's so old-fashioned—if she found out, she'd leave me for sure. Honestly, the thought of spending the rest of my life with such a dull partner… It's exhausting." Just friends? Is that what he called the way his hand slid beneath her dress—being "just friends"? I didn't interrupt them. There was no need to disturb their lively conversation. Instead, I slid the Moonstone Ring onto my finger. Without a word, I turned and left. In the quiet of the night, Xavier Grey—who had been following me all along—waited. Together, we set off on the journey I should have taken long ago.