Spider Man X Black Cat

Here come the final book in the tales of a gay man series as in the last 2 books some of these are true and some are fantasy

Years ago, on a moonless night, a woman went into forced labour. The woman was the wife of the head warrior and ruthless enforcer of the Black Rogoro pack. The woman gave birth to a fragile looking premature baby girl. But the woman was too weak after child birth, having lost a lot of blood. She died before morning. The head warrior and his older twin daughters despised the little baby and blamed her for the woman's death. But because the little baby is still part of the family, the man welcomes the baby and raises her like his daughter. However, he pours all his attention and love on his older twin sister and treats little Sophia like an outcast. Nineteen years later, a queen emerges from the shadows. Little Sophia is not so little anymore. Tied by fate to the mafian twin Alphas, the Black Moon Luna will defeat all opposition. But what happens when the fate of her family and pack who rejected her is placed in her hands.

Since I moved into this apartment, I kept dreaming about a man every time I fell asleep. The man told me he was my husband. However, I had only just started college. When I woke up, my lower back ached, and my body felt sore. My neighbor was a psychologist, and he prescribed some medication to help me sleep. Unfortunately, the dreams became even more real. One night, the man leaned close to my ear and whispered, “You can’t escape me.”

Police Captain Hendrix Anderson, a young and a smart man, a member of CIDG. He is a low key profile because of his job especially that he is the chief of Intelligence Section. No one can dares to compete him because of his unique personality most especially that he is the most awardee and a valedictorian of his class 2015. He was known of being a smart and great officer. There is no excuse when it comes to him. But fate and his leadership will test him. How can he do his job well if the woman he loves are involved? He will be a good law enforcement officer or will his love prevail over it?

I live with a man who wants to destroy me. Stephen Kinsley doesn’t just hate me—he wants to break me. Ruin me. Make me suffer for the sins of my father, the man who murdered his mother in cold blood. Now, I’m trapped in his territory, forced to obey his rules, surrounded by a pack that would tear me apart if given the chance. Stephen watches me like a predator stalking prey. He pushes, taunts, and waits for the moment I shatter. But beneath his fury, there’s something darker. Something twisted. Because the more he hurts me, the more he seems to enjoy it. And the most terrifying part? I think I do too. This isn’t just revenge. This is war. And when it ends, one of us won’t make it out alive.

Carmenta Bloom’s life is the epitome of gilded misery, and she is no stranger to controversy. With wealth and glory as her inheritance, she has everything but the freedom to live on her own terms. When a scandal threatens her family’s ironclad reputation, Carmenta is cast into a prison of her own making under the watchful eye of her bodyguard, Perion. Perion is her captor in every sense. He moves mountains and pounds them to ground again. He controls her, isolates her, and refuses to allow any escape—except one she never anticipated: his presence begins to consume her. Perion isn’t who he claims to be. He isn’t just a hired hand—he’s tied to a powerful mafia syndicate, his motives shrouded in secrecy. To him, Carmenta is a key piece in a high-stakes war his syndicate is waging. As Carmenta’s fiery spirit challenges Perion’s icy resolve, the line between duty and love begins to blur. Perion starts to see the woman behind the façade, and Carmenta, despite her mistrust, feels drawn to the man she thinks is her protector. He begins to question everything—his loyalty and the woman who has somehow gotten under his skin. Torn between duty and desire, Perion must face the consequences of his lies, while Carmenta must decide if she’s willing to risk everything—her heart, her life, and her very soul—for the man who was never meant to protect her. As war closes in and trust crumbles, they must confront what they’ve both been running from or be destroyed by it.

Sarah Montreal has only one dream, and that is her mother to love her back and consider her as her daughter. But things went wore when her mother banished her and let her live with her dad and it's new lover. But still, in the end of the day, she came back her real home.

“Nasaan ang singsing?” “Ano?” Mabilis na binawi ng babae ang kanyang kamay. “Tinatanong ko kung nasaan ang singsing,” mariing ulit ni Stefan habang nakatitig nang masama sa kanyang kasintahan. “Ah... naiwan ko yata sa opisina. Kasi madalas akong naghuhugas ng baso ng kape, kaya tinanggal ko muna at itinabi. Baka magasgas kasi,” paliwanag ng dalagang si Natalie na bahagyang nakapagpakalma kay Stefan. “Kapag tinanggal mo ‘yan, ituturing kong gusto mong makipagbitiw sa kasunduan ng kasal.” “H-hindi naman po. Itinabi ko lang, hindi ko naman tinatanggal ng tuluyan.” “Kung gano’n, isuot mo ngayon din,” singhal ng lalaki na may halong pagbabanta. “Oo na, isusuot ko,” sagot ng babae na may bahid ng tampo. Kinuha niya ang bag sa tabi, binuksan iyon, at inilabas ang singsing ng kanilang kasunduan. Isinuot niya iyon sa kanyang daliri at ipinakita sa kanya ang likod ng kamay.

Marrying the love of her life was a dream come true—until Kassia found out he couldn’t stand virgins. Terrified of ruining her marriage before it even began, she turned to a secret establishment that promised to teach her how to satisfy a man like a pro. But she didn’t expect to meet Derrick…her dangerously irresistible instructor who lit her body on fire with a single touch. What started as a lesson turned into an obsession. Now she’s married, pregnant… and the baby isn’t her husband’s. With guilt eating her alive and two powerful men fighting for her, Kassia must face the truth. One owns her heart, the other owns her vows… She's stuck between two powerful men, with a child caught in the middle. And it’s only a matter of time before it all explodes.

During Black Friday, the intelligent system I develop helps the company run highly targeted ads and brings in 30 million dollars in revenue. But when I apply for the project bonus, the director rejects it. "The system is just an auxiliary tool. The performance belongs to the sales department." I hold back my frustration and pull up the system logs. "88% of the orders come from the system's targeted pushes. According to company policy, I should receive a 0.5% commission." The director glances at me, twirling his pen. "If the sales commission doesn't go to the sales department, should it go to you? And your lousy system exceeds the API limit and racks up extra fees. You still owe us a hundred thousand dollars. We'll deduct that from your salary." Three days before Christmas sales are set to begin, the system completely shuts down because of API restrictions. Late at night, the director calls me. I stare at my computer screen. "Since the system is just an auxiliary tool, why don't you start with manual targeting?"