Novel & Cerita Point Of View In Tagalog

"I am the maid of my Billionaire Fiancè!" Because of Thaliana's father's insistence that she get married, it reached a point where he himself began searching for a man for her—Rozzean Cyron Valleje, a CEO, a billionaire, and a well-known businessman with a sterling reputation admired by hes father. Since marriage was not on her mind, and she was already content with her life, Thaliana and her dad reached an agreement. He said that if she could prove that Rozzean was evil and a womanizer, he would agree to anything she wanted—allowing her to live her own life and not marry. This is why she hatched a crazy plan: pretending to be poor and changing her appearance to enter his house as a maid. And she's lucky! it all happened so quickly because Rozzean was also in search of a new housemaid! However, on Thaliana's first day, she already wanted to go home because of an unexpected encounter. She saw Rozzean naked, and his manhood was waving at her!

    "This marriage has been fixed and it must hold."  That was the rigid statement of Charlotte's father.      A wedding day was supposed to be a lady's happiest day, but in the case of Charlotte, it was her saddest day. Her parents were about to force her to marry Ethan, a person known to be ruthless. Charlotte's marriage was a pivot of financial benefits for her family, but her happiness and career was at stake.     Will she bend to her parents' wishes? She was at the point of breaking ties what her parents when her aunty said the following words,     "Do you really want to let your parents down? I will teach you how to display an irk attitude, after you get married to him, and in a very short time, Ethan will divorce you." Is this a trap? Will her aunty show her the easiest way out of this ruthless marriage? Her entire hope lies on herself to display an irk attitude to a man who has started loving her.

Mia Rodgers was a pampered young girl who had a seemingly perfect life, but when tragedy strikes and her parents are brutally murdered. Mia's world crumbles around her. The pack, quick to point fingers, frames her for the crime and she finds herself at the mercy of her own people. Abandoned by her friends and rejected by her mate, Luke, Mia is forced into servitude. But when she escapes and crosses paths with a charismatic vampire and a fierce werewolf, a new chapter in her life begins. Together, they form an unlikely alliance and set out to uncover the truth behind her parents' deaths. As Mia delves deeper into the mystery, she uncovers a web of deceit and betrayal that stretches far beyond her pack. With vengeance in her heart and the weight of the world on her shoulders, Mia must fight tooth and nail to bring justice to those who wronged her family. But will her thirst for revenge consume her, or will she emerge victorious and reclaim her rightful place in the pack?

Note: This story contains elicit contents and it's rated 18+ When I arrived at the house of the Rumez family with my mom, I thought it would be the starting point of my life from bad to better if not best. I mean, the man that married my mom, my stepdad, is so wealthy that you just need to ask and it would be delivered to you on a 'golden' platter. I was so happy because that was all I had ever dreamt about. I began to take care of my beauty, what I have ever wanted, but little did I know that the more I shined and sparkled, the more I got the attention of two nightmares that I never knew I would ever enjoy and crave for. They are such a temptation that I can never find myself able to resist from falling into. And from then on, the moment I fell into their grasp, I became their possession, their property, and they do with me whatever they wished...

" Oh God!" Lisa threw her head back as a loud moan escaped her. Asher didn't ease his thrusting even as her body shook from the intensity of her orgasm. she swore the room was spinning. " That's it babygirl, daddy's gonna cum inside your tight pussy. you are gonna bear my pups very soon " Her stepfather growled in her ears. his grip on her thigh tightened as he edged closer to his orgasm. a groan escaped him and soon Lisa felt his warm cum filling her insides. She leaned forward and kissed her stepfather on the lip. His tongue thrusted into her mouth to taste her, her legs were still wrapped around his waist and he was thrusting into her gently, pumping her full of cum. The sound of something shattering was what interrupted their make out session. Lisa's heart nearly jumped out of her chest when she glanced at the source of the noise and saw her mother standing by the door, watching them with tears and shock in her eyes. " Mom! I can explain " Asher pulls her closer to himself before she could try to put some space between them. he shoved off the blanket from their body, giving his wife and Lisa's mother a perfect view of his dick in her daughter's pussy. A satisfied grin was plastered on his face. * * * A simple one night stand leads to something far more dangerous than any of them would have thought. Lisa slept with her professor, the powerful Alpha of the Blood Moon pack, Multi-Billionaire and now her stepfather. One dangerous Mistake, and now neither of them can stop the strong attraction between them. Their love is forbidden, but a mating bond can hardly be revoked.

Manhattan was doing that thing again twinkling like it had all the answers, when really it just had expensive lighting. Alexander Knight leaned against the glass wall of his penthouse, seventy-five floors up, watching the city hum below him. Bourbon in one hand (mostly untouched), phone in the other. The merger docs stared back at him from the screen, but the part that actually kept him up at night wasn’t the billions on the line. It was the fine print from the Japanese investors: “Family stability preferred.” Translation: get a wife, look settled, or watch the whole deal slip away. He exhaled, fogging the window for a second before it cleared. His assistant had already sent over a neat little list of “suitable” women—discreet, polished, zero drama. Women who understood arrangements. He hadn’t even opened the attachments. Because something about the whole thing felt… hollow. His gaze drifted down, past the grid of lights, to the tiny café on the corner. Golden glow spilling onto the sidewalk, handwritten sign in the window: Local Artist Pop-Up – One Night Only. A woman stood in front of a canvas, head tilted, paint-smudged shirt slipping off one shoulder. She was talking to someone out of view, laughing softly, then stepped back to study her work like it had personally offended her. She glanced up—straight toward his building, straight at him somehow, even though there was no way she could see him up here. But for a split second, their eyes locked across the impossible distance. But right then, with the whole damn city glittering between them, he had this ridiculous, unshakable thought: She’s the one I’m going to ask. And hell help them both when she says yes.

Warning: 18+ Contains explicit scenes and adult languages featuring hardcore erotica. This book is a collection of stories of steamy irresistible fun , naughty , filthy, office romances and sex with the boss. Get ready to be intrigued and feel the ultimate erotic excitement!!! **** “Before I could say another word, he bent me over the windowsill of his office and gripped the sides of my waist tightly. I responded by grinding back into him, feeling his hardness against me. “I want to fuck you with a view,” he said before thrusting into me finally. I let out a loud moan as I adjusted to his girth. He had filled me up completely, stretching me to accommodate his size. God, it felt so fucking good I immediately began to tremble. Slowly, he began to thrust in and out of me. This angle felt amazing, and I felt like I was about to come already. “I want you to tell me you want this,” he demanded in an urgent voice, as he began to increase his pace. “I want it,” I panted, barely able to string together a fully coherent sentence. “No, try again,” he urged, gripping my sides even harder. He was speaking to me in such a domineering way, I felt he could make me come just by his voice alone. It was what piqued my interest, after all, when he’d spoken to me in his low voice back at the bar. “I want it, Boss,” I moaned. He began to thrust harder. Our ruin didn’t take long after that. Soon, he pulled out of me and spilled his entire load on my back. We came at the same exact time. “God, that was amazing,” I panted, still trying to catch my breath.

He leaned in closer, his breath warm on my cheek. "I know a place where we can really forget about everything else," he murmured. I felt a thrill of anticipation run through me. It was reckless, and I knew I shouldn't, but something about this man made me want to throw caution to the wind. We left the bar together, walking through the quiet alleys until we came to a luxurious hotel. He led me inside, and we made our way to a suite with a breathtaking view of the city. The guy kissed me hungrily, and all my doubts faded away. For that night, I was able to forget about my heartbreak and just be in the moment. As we lay together, sated and content, he whispered to me, "I may be disguised, but I promise you, I'm not who you think I am." I looked at him, confused. "What do you mean?" He smiled enigmatically. "Let's just say that I'm not your average guy." And with that, he gathered his things and left, leaving me alone once again, but with a newfound sense of hope. Maybe there was something better waiting for me out there, after all. ★★★ Andrea Fernandez, an unpopular newspaper reporter from Cebu, had her life changed with one simple contract: to become "Carmen Dela Cruz" for the wealthy and influential Dela Cruz family. To get paid and fund an expensive surgery fee for her aunt's son, Andrea must complete five seemingly impossible tasks while living as Carmen Dela Cruz. Along this journey, she meets Miguel Rodriguez, whose presence could change everything in unexpected ways. Will Andrea fulfil her obligations or will something else take precedence? Read The Contracted Billionaire Heiress to find out!

After the evening study session, I was just about to return to the dorm when my first boyfriend, the school's valedictorian and undisputed top student, suddenly tore across the courtyard toward me. Before I could react, he grabbed my wrist and, in full view of a crowd of stunned students, dragged me into a frantic run toward the front gates. I exclaimed, "Julian, have you lost your mind? Graduation's six months away. Are you really trying to run off with me now?" I struggled the whole way, twisting and pulling against him, but his grip never loosened. "Autumn, don't ask any questions. Just come with me. Hurry!" he said, his voice trembling with panic. We fled the school, jumped into a taxi in the middle of the night, and rushed to another city, where we checked into a rundown budget motel. Arms folded and brow furrowed, I glared at him. "So you hauled me out of school like a lunatic just to hole up in a cheap motel?" His cheeks turned bright red. He flailed his hands in frantic denial, then thrust a phone into my hands. I barely had time to unlock the phone and start dialing my parents before a breaking news alert flashed across the screen. My eyes locked on the screen, and I went rigid with shock. The headline reported, 'Mass Death at Blackwood High: All 5,000 students and faculty found dead last night after experiencing catastrophic bleeding. Only two students who skipped the study session survived.' I looked up at Julian in horror. He was staring at the screen too, his face white as paper, cold sweat running down his forehead. "You knew, didn't you?" I asked. "What the hell is going on?"

In a country where people view being single as a sin. Some would even conclude that you have been married to the devil by your parents, others would say you have a spirit husband a d that was the reason no one was coming for you. To worsen it, you chose a profession that perpetually puts you on the limelight, people call for you, they have seen your work and they want to have you as their photographer. Such was the case for Rebecca, she was young beautiful but she feels so alone since all her mates were married, she was still single and to worsen it no one was seeing her, it felt more like she was invisible, people would always tell her she was beautiful but they never went further even when she would be the one to quickly show her interest. She wanted so much to be loved and feel loved, she wanted to know what it felt like to be inlove. She looked pretty young but she wasn't really that young which was why her mother would want her to go to church with her every now and then, she wished she was not in the same state with her mother because even if she runs away from her mother, she always finds a way to get her back. But the story changed for Rebel when she was contracted to handle Charles' wedding, her job was going just as perfect, she was doing exactly what she used to do, she was giving her best to the work. She showed them a sample of how the work would look like, but she couldn't concentrate, whenever Charles was close to her, even if he was with Sandra, she just couldn't concentrate, she was inlove with her client.