Romantic For Beginners

Moana Queens has two rules: stay on top, and never become her mother. She's the most brilliant girl in school, a cheerleader with a sharp tongue and sharper ambition. She's spent her whole life watching her mother fall for the wrong men who fuck and leave. Moana refuses to be that girl. But then there's Dylan Dickson. Arrogant. Cocky. A playboy who doesn't screw the same girl twice. He's also her academic rival, infuriatingly brilliant, and so goddamn sexy she can barely think straight when he's near. She hates everything he represents, yet she wants him with a hunger that keeps her awake at night. And that terrifies her. Then fate delivers the cruelest blow: Dylan is her new stepbrother. Now they're living under the same roof, and the air between them is electric. She catches him shirtless, water dripping down that perfect body. He watches her like he wants to devour her, his voice a dark promise when he warns, "Don't start what you can't finish." Every accidental touch burns. Every heated glance makes her ache. Moana wouldn't do anything to sabotage her mother's relationship, seeing her mother finally happy and stable. Dylan doesn't believe in love, his mother's betrayal destroyed that years ago and he doesn't do commitment. But denying what's between them is torture. The want is primal…. The need is consuming…. And fighting it is slowly tearing them apart. One taste they'll both be ruined One touch and there's no coming back, The stakes have never been higher, but how much longer can they pretend they don't want to fuck each other senseless.

ELIAN CARPENTER; 24 year old, 6’4 blonde who can only earn a living by picking pockets and doing other petty crimes in order to take care of his disabled sibling. His life takes a drastic turn when he finds an odd note in a stolen wallet. Now he is off to the Stone mansion to commit his biggest crime yet; steal the heir's heart. AIDEN STONE; The 26 year old heir to the Stone family fortune, In order to access his inheritance, his father dictates he must be married but due to an abusive childhood he developed severe social anxiety which makes it difficult for him to form connections. luckily his father never specified who he should married.

On the eve of my engagement banquet, news broke that my fiancé had fathered a child with his mistress, and it spread like wildfire. Before I could confront him, Jayden Ford brushed it off casually. "It was just an accident. Focus on organizing the engagement banquet first. Besides, your dad’s in the late stages of stomach cancer. Calling off the engagement now won’t do either family any good." That night, he skipped the banquet but posted a photo of a swaddled newborn on social media. When I video-called him, he was bottle-feeding the baby. "I’ve been busy taking care of the kid. You know how it is. Our family lineage has always been sparse and dwindling, and the child takes priority." He wiped milk from the baby’s mouth. "But don’t worry. Once he’s a month old, I’ll send him to the overseas. Just show up on holidays and pretend to be his mom. The title of Mrs. Ford will always be yours." I stared at the matching diamond ring on his finger and couldn’t help but laugh. "Jayden, this engagement is off." He scoffed, "You're really throwing a tantrum over something like this? Don’t be so childish." I hung up on him and called his father—Charles Ford—directly. "I heard you’re looking for a new wife? Why not consider me?" I ran a hand over my belly and smiled. "After all, I’ve got a naturally fertile body. I can give you as many sons as you want." So much for being the sole heir. I’ll make sure he has plenty of brothers to keep him company.

The day before our engagement, Stellan Graves came shopping with me, but his mind was clearly elsewhere. I bought a chili dog from a street stall and held it up to his mouth only for him to swat it out of my hand, sending it flying to the ground. Fury flashed across his face as he snapped, "Ivy Stein, the Graves family needs a woman who can actually show her face in public. Stop buying cheap trash like this. You're embarrassing me. How do you expect my parents to accept you like this?" I picked up the food in humiliation, threw it into the trash, and nodded meekly for the sake of our four years together in college. "As you wish." … However, the very next day, he switched his fiancee to Amelia Lane. "Ivy, Amelia tried to kill herself just to marry me. She's in the hospital now. Once she's stable again, I'll come back and marry you." Four years later, he showed up at my tiny apartment with a diamond ring in hand. "Ivy, Amelia has already agreed to divorce me. We can finally be together. I told you before—once Amelia lets go of her obsession with me and stops hurting herself, I'll come and marry you." I frowned at Stellan's so-called heartfelt expression. I must have had terrible luck that day. Who'd have thought I'd run into this wacko when I'd come back to my place on a whim?! "Move," I demanded, shoving him out the door. "You're blocking the way. I need to pick up my kid from school."

Selyna: I was adopted, raised by humans but strange things happened after I turned 13. It turns out that I am a witch and my best friend, Ashe is a werewolf. When we move for college everything changes. I meet my coven, start having strange dreams and meet him. He is the surly but undeniably hot future Alpha of the Moonlight Dance pack. We would never work, but how long can I deny this attraction? Damian: I was born Beta but after the Alpha disappeared my father took over. His relentless search for the missing Alpha family often driving me to fits of anger. I have been chasing dead ends for him for over a decade. My father thinks that I was born to lead and that I must have a powerful mate since he believes the true Alpha heir is alive. I don't think I have a mate and just hope for my father's sanity that he is right about the Alpha heir. I have had little more than a passing interest in any female before she came into my life. The little witch moved here for college and she is smokin' hot. I need to forget about her, but how can I when she is all that I can think about?

Handang gawin ni Erika Benedicto ang lahat upang maisalba ang sarili sa kahirapan. Kaya naman nang dumating sa kaniyang buhay ang isang alok ng bilyonaryong si Calton Fortalejo ay kaagad niya itong tinanggap nang walang pag-aalinlangan. Ito ay ang maging surrogate mother ng anak nito kapalit ng malaking halaga. Ngunit biglang nagbago ang isip niya nang tuluyang maipanganak ang sanggol. Gusto niya nang ibalik ang pera ng lalaki nang buo. But Calton was determine to have his own kid in any way.

Mahira dijebak oleh seorang pria berhati iblis, hingga ia mengandung. Tak mau membuat orang tua malu, Mahira putuskan untuk pergi jauh dan merahasiakan kehamilannya dari semua. Sayang, saat perjalanan kabur itu Mahira diculik. Tak disangka, yang menculik adalah si pria iblis yang membuat hidupnya berantakan. Lantas, apa yang akan Mahira alami? Siapa sebenarnya pria yang menculiknya ini? Kenapa ia diculik dan ditawan? Akankah Mahira dan bayinya selamat dari orang-orang yang berusaha mencelakai?

Rita got the opportunity to study in Picaremore University and find herself entagled with the movers and shakers of that society. As she journeyed through the series of event in a bid to find her identity and love, she became a prey for the wounded mafia lord and as she strives to get her freedom, things became more complicated as a steamy romance ensued.

Myan mendapati dirinya terbangun di hamparan padang rumput berbunga yang luas setelah terperosok ke dalam jurang dari tebing yang tinggi, saat mendaki gunung dalam acara kebersamaan karyawan yang diadakan oleh perusahaannya. Masih dalam keadaan bingung, datang seorang pria yang berpenampilan dan berpakaian asing turun dari kuda putihnya. Ia menghampirinya, berlutut di hadapannya, dan mengulurkan tangannya. "Kau Sang Pembebas," ucapnya kemudian. Siapakah dia? Di manakah Myan berada?

This isn't a fairytale. Mirror Mirror on the wall. A fairytale that became her fall. “Over my dead body will I let a man whore father my child. You're in every way incapable, irresponsible and definitely incompetent of becoming a father.” She said with a smile. "Stop acting like a saint, you're not one. You're only pregnant because you're a slut yourself, so what exactly is the difference between you and me?” She stepped up to him with a mocking smile. “Maybe, I'll show him pictures.” Anger flared up inside him. Who the fuck does she think she is? “Show him pictures!?" His fingers grabbed her throat. His eyes held hers. She didn't flinch, instead, a small smile played on her lips. Crazy ass bitch. He isn't used to being challenged. “I don't need to beg you for anything.” He growled. "You have no other option.” She scoffed. "I have a lot of options, Kim.” He continued. "I can take him away from you after birth,” “I want to see you try.” The smile on his face told her otherwise. “What will you do? Take me to court? Fight for custody?” He chuckled. “I can bribe the whole fucking court.” Her heart skipped a beat. No. "You don't get to decide.” He lit a cigarette. "Everything will go my way.” "It'll not!” “Maybe I'll show him your pictures. Or let you visit him once a week, who knows?" He shrugged. “This is my child!" She screamed, tears welled up in her eyes. “So it's either you do as I say, or I'll do as I please." “What do you want?" Hot tears rolled down her cheeks. “Where I come, illegitimate children aren't accepted in the family." “I'm not marrying you!" “I'll never marry you!" She screamed. "You have no choice..”