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After I got pregnant, I witnessed my boyfriend's grandmother's death. She left behind a secret, and now, everyone who knows that secret is dead. First, it was my boyfriend's father who died. My boyfriend's mother followed soon after. Lastly, my boyfriend died too. He ended his life by overdosing right before my eyes. The media went wild. They dug obsessively for the truth. Again and again, the police summoned me for questioning. Online hate toward me was overwhelming. Everyone wants to know what the secret is. People claim I cursed my boyfriend's entire family to death, just to keep the secret to myself. I stay silent, never saying a word in defense of myself. On the seventh day after my boyfriend had passed, I spot someone at his funeral. At that moment, I place my hand on my swollen belly. I am utterly calm and at peace. It is time for me and my child to die too.

WARNING: RATED SPG I had a one night stand with my boss! Gusto kong kailangan nalang ang nangyari sa amin ngunit nagbunga ito, ano na ang gagawin ko?

“And down here, there's no one to stop me," he purred, taking another reckless step toward me.Then his lips were on mine. They crashed to me like waves on the beach, and I lapped him up hungrily."I'm sorry," I breathed hoarsely.And then I ran.***Genevieve worked her entire life to get the position she holds now–head of security for the Duchess of Reyna. She wanted to leave a life of poverty behind her, and she did. The Duchess is set to be married off to a playboy prince and Genevieve must accompany her to the new country. What she never expected was to like the prince. She doesn’t want to betray her country, her duchess, or herself, but she can’t help it. When Genevieve uncovers a plot against Prince Rowan, she knows she has to act. She must decide if her loyalty to her country is worth more than the love she has for a prince she just met. Prince Rowan’s Treasonous Love is created by Amelie Bergen, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

After surviving a botched assassination attempt, Elena DeLuca resurfaces with a new identity and a thirst for revenge against those who betrayed her. Once a trusted ally of the Moretti family, she now seeks to expose the traitors within. Helios Valenti, the enforcer who failed to protect her, is forced to work with Elena to uncover the plot. As their past resurfaces, tension builds between them, blurring the line between hate and desire. Elena’s return also uncovers long-buried secrets, revealing a hidden assassin network led by Sophia Ivanova and linking Nico Moretti to the plot against her. In the midst of her revenge, Elena reunites with her best friend, Isabella, who never believed Elena was dead. Their reunion complicates things further, as Isabella becomes torn between loyalty to her friend and the Morettis. As Elena and Helios fight to expose the traitor, their bond deepens, but the threat of a larger conspiracy looms. Will Elena’s quest for vengeance destroy her humanity, or will she and Helios survive the growing darkness? Teaser for Book 3: With a deadly assassin network closing in, Elena and Helios face a war that will test their loyalty and trust.

(Cerita untuk dewasa, mengandung adegan 21+ dan plot twist) Semula Maura hanya ingin mendapatkan uang yang sangat banyak. Ia ingin pergi dan menjauh dari ayahnya yang sering memukulnya, karena membenci wajahnya yang terlalu mirip dengan sang ibu. Ibu yang pergi meninggalkan suami dan putrinya begitu saja, karena terpikat dengan rayuan pria yang lebih kaya. Ia pun nekat mendaftarkan diri ke sebuah situs terlarang yang memperjualbelikan gadis-gadis perawan dengan harga yang tinggi, dengan nama Virginity For Sale. Situs yang kemudian menghubungkannya dengan para pria kalangan atas yang akan membeli keperawanannya dengan harga yang sesuai. Kesepakatan pun terjadi. Maura dijemput dengan helikopter pribadi menuju ke sebuah pulau terpencil. Pulau yang hanya memiliki satu mansion mewah, dengan pemiliknya seorang pria misterius yang ternyata bukan hanya akan membeli keperawanannya, namun ternyata juga telah membeli... seluruh hidupnya. ***

"You died four days ago. You were buried yesterday. That's fast healing, even for us," Clara explained. "Us?" Clara smiled. "You have risen from the dead and have healed all your wounds. You have no pulse. You do not breathe, and we've been giving you blood so that you can survive. And the last thing you can remember is a tingling in your neck before you died." She clasped her hands together. "I've read your personnel file, Shamira. I know you're not stupid, even if your former bosses thought you were. You can figure this --" "Vampire? You're kidding, right? You have to --" "Wanna go ahead and say 'But there's no such thing as vampires' so we can get that out of the way?" "There's no such thing as vampires!"

Ari is content to live her life in her pack and help her best friend, Sage, be Luna of the pack. That was until her parents led a rebellion against their pack with rogues that put Ari’s life in danger. Now imprisoned, she fears death until her Alpha and best friend come to the dungeons with a drop-dead sexy warlock who immediately catches her attention. Zane is hell-bent on claiming his familiar that he has waited long enough for. The shifter that will be his partner in crime, his soul mate. Ari has two choices, go with Zane and be his familiar, or become a rogue. Ari chooses Zane, but when she does she has no idea the adventure she is about to go on. Zane belongs to the Coven of the Crow and Shadows, a special coven that works for Death. They reap fresh souls and collect the spirits that got away. Zane ranks high in his coven as he is one of the leader's sons. He’s the most powerful and dangerous member of his coven for a reason and Ari will learn exactly why he is feared and highly respected. As secrets of Ari’s past come to light that was hidden from her, she finds herself faced with more challenges than she knows what to do with. Adjusting to a new realm, a new life, and trying to resist her sexy master, Ari isn’t sure she will make it out alive. Can Zane help his beloved familiar while he lays claim to her everything? Can they find their happiness in the darkness they face?

I was suffering from period cramps, so I ordered some painkillers. I asked for a woman to deliver my painkillers to me, but a drunken man came over instead. This time, I did not call my brothers for help. I called the police instead. In the past, not only did my brothers send all of their bodyguards to me, but they also rushed back. In the process, they ended up missing the theater performance of our adopted sister, Gloria. Gloria was sad and grabbed a prop to stab herself. My brothers comforted me. “Don’t blame yourself for it. At the very least, you’re safe.” But, right after, they arranged my kidnapping and gave me over to a group of drunkards. “That was just a drunkard. You could have just chased him out. Did you have to call us? Look! Gloria’s dead now! You’re not getting out of this alive either!” When I opened my eyes again, I returned to the time when the drunkard was knocking on the door. This time, I did not call them, and my brothers got to watch Gloria’s theater performance and cheered her on. But once the performance ended, they regretted it.

With a bag of vegetables gifted by the previous tenant in hand, I was on my way to collect rent from the third household when I unexpectedly ran into someone at the entrance of the community. The man frowned, his eyes fixed on the vegetables I carried, as though he couldn't fathom how I had ended up like this after leaving him. Following his gaze, I instinctively shifted the vegetables behind my back. My eyes dropped to the muddy water on the pavement, and I never would have imagined bumping into my ex-boyfriend—the one who had grown up with a silver spoon—in this aging neighborhood. He noticed my movement, and for a moment, something flickered in his expression: a mix of pity and recognition. "Since you've already learned your lesson," he said, "come back with me." At his words, I instinctively stepped back half a pace. "Who said I'm going back with you?" My rejection seemed to sting, darkening his face. "I know you're still blaming me for giving Rachel a child," he muttered, "but it's been three years. Isn't it time to stop? As long as you come back, we can be the same as before." Three years, huh? How quickly time had passed. Thinking of my little girl at home, still babbling her first words, I couldn't help but smile and shake my head. "Let's leave it at that. Go home and live your life with Rachel. My daughter's waiting for me to go back and make her food."

Ang life trial system na “If You Think You Can Do Better, Prove It” ay sumabog sa eksena na parang isang naglalakbay na circus na nagpapangako ng magagandang bagay. Ang ideya ay plain. “Kung sa tingin mo ang buhay ng ibang tao ay magulo at tingin mo kaya mong mas gawin ito ng maganda, sige at patunayan mo. May reward na naghihintay kung magawa mo.” Bago ko mapagtanto, ang buong pamilya ko na tinuturing akong hanggal sa gitna ng palabas. Nandyan ang ina ko, nangangarap na gawin akong inahin. Ang asawa ko, na naglaan ng mga taon umiiwas sa nararapat na hati ng bigat ng pamilya. At ang anak kong lalaki, naaawa pag nakikita ako. Tinulak nila ako sa “judgement seat” na para bang kontrabida sa isang kwento. Bawat isa sa kanila ay sumumpa, sa pwesto ko, maayos nila ang buhay ko kaysa sa kaya ko. Ang pusta? Well, kung magawa nila ito, ang consciousness ko ay mabubura—mawawala, binura na parang pagkakamali sa chalkboard—at gagawin nilang personal na katulong. Dagdag pa dito, maglalakad sila palayo ng may isang milyong dolyar. Pero kung hindi nila magawa? Kung gayon ako ang siyang makakakuha ng tatlong milyong dolyar. Ngayon iyan ay pustahang kaabang abang, hindi ba?