Spoiled By The President Novel

"I can't feel pain until I met you" Ten Crayson is a son of a multi-billionaire and the only heir of the fifth-teen companies of Crayson. He is special because of his congenital analgasia or CIP-- he cannot feel pain and loss his senses. He is the legendary of the BGW University where nightmares are true and touchable, and do troublesome activities with the three gangs. In a twist of destiny, Ten met a handsome but softhearted man named Krist De Vera who was also the owner of De Vera Group of Companies Incoporated and the rival of the Crayson. In the presence of Krist, Ten slowly knows his past that even Krist himself doesn't know about. He slowly fell in love with him and brings a new chapter of his life that changes how he see the world around him.

Awakening to a bewildering and astonishing reality, Seraphina found herself in an extraordinary situation: she had transmigrated into her own novel, stepping into the shoes of a character she had meticulously crafted. The male lead in her story was notoriously elusive, challenging to approach, and the master of a harem. Seraphina, now Zephyrine Everlynn, unexpectedly found herself among the women in his harem. It was utterly absurd! Promptly leaving the harem, Seraphina used her knowledge to help others win the male lead's heart, all for the right price. But why did the male lead continuously find his way back to her?

I was never a novel person. Honestly? I couldn’t care less about them. That is, until “Three Hearts, One Love”... the reverse harem novel that took over the world… shoved itself into my life. Everywhere I turned: malls, newsfeeds, radios, TVs… Even the old lady at the bus stop was raving about it. Out of pure annoyance… and a little curiosity… I bought a copy, planning to skim it just enough to say it was overrated. Big mistake. Huge. One minute I was rolling my eyes at the melodrama, the next I woke up inside the story — not as the beloved heroine, of course. No, fate made me Luna Graves: the pathetic and miserable, jealous best friend doomed to crash and burn spectacularly by the end of the novel. With no way out, I figured I'd play my part, die dramatically, and call it a day. But then something weird happened. Scenes shifted. Strangers walked onto the page. And the swoon-worthy male leads? They stopped chasing the heroine... and started chasing me. Me. The villain. This wasn’t in the script... and I was definitely not ready.

BREAKING NEWS PHILIPPINES. "Maagang nagkatraffic sa kahabaan ng EDSA at sa ibang bahagi ng Metro Manila. Dahil ito sa pagrarally ng maraming mga Filipino. Isinisigaw nila na bumaba raw si pangulong Chavez sa kaniyang position sa palasyo ng Malacanang. Nang daraya raw kasi ito sa election kaya nanalo sa pagkapangulo. Sa ngayon ay hindi maawat ng mga awtoridad ang napakaraming mga Filipino na nagrarally sa harapan ng palasyo. Paulit-ulit na isinisigaw nila na bumabana raw si pangulong Chavez sa kaniyang pagkapresidente. Nakakamanghang isipin na nagkakaisa ngayon ang mga Filipino para pabagsakin ang administration Chavez. Maging ang mga OFW sa ibang bansa ay nauna nang nagrally ang mga ito kahapon. Isinisigaw rin nila na bumabana si pangulong Chavez sa kaniyang position. Ganoon na lamang ang pagkamuhi ng mga Filipino sa pandarayang ginawa ni President Chavez sa election. Sa ngayon patuloy ang pagprotesta ng mga Filipino laban sa administration Chavez. Ikinagulat ng lahat ang nangyayari sa kasalukuyan. Tinawag na rin ito na People Power Number three of the Philippines. Sigaw naman ng iba ay itigil na raw ang pagpuprotesta dahil marami nang nasasaktan. Pero sabi ng mga nagrarally. Hindi raw sila titigil hangga't hindi raw si President Chavez bumababa sa kaniyang position sa palasyo ng Malacanang." END OF BREAKING NEWS PHILIPPINES "A poor creature begging on her death. But sorry! Welcome to the hell!" Chavez really want to kill me merciless. Nakatutok lamang ang hawak niyang baril sa noo ko. Nag-uumigting ang panga niya sa galit. Patuloy ang pag-iyak ni Dave habang tinatawag niya ako. Wala akong magawa dahil mahigpit ang pagkakahawak ni Chavez sa buhok ko. Nasasaktan ako ng sobra. I know this is my death. "Patayin niyo na ako! Handa akong gawin ang lahat kapalit ng buhay ng anak ko! Pakawalan niyo lang siya! Nagmamakaawa ako!"

Alvira, in a bid to find a lost lover, she was driven by life to the edge. She found herself involved with the Mafia and, worse, engaged to a man whose name was enough to shake up Mexico. Her pride, power, and businesses came to naught when he decided he was the one for her. In a cry for rescue, she finally meets the one she had lost. But what happens when he is married? Will Alvira be able to escape her misery with her lover against all storms? Or will her love get diverted to the one who holds her captive?

Everything is perfect in her life. Being the President's daughter, Amara Ildefonso is in the center of the spotlight. The social butterfly and the nation's daughter. Because of this, she chose to be a rebel and live a wild girl life causing the media to feast on her scandals. One day, her father reached his limit and hired her a personal bodyguard. He's rugged, stern, and mature but more than that he's hot. A retired navy soldier. It's all going well until one night, she just finds herself in the dark alley. Kissing her bodyguard and being entangled in a dangerous desire.

Sixteen years of marriage. Two children. A shared world built on lies, and now she knows. Devon never wanted this fate. Never wanted to find his mate, not when he’d already built a life with a woman he chose… And one he’s now destined to lose. When secrets unravel and truths claw their way to the surface, Eleanor doesn’t break. She burns. And Devon? He must choose between the love he built… And the soul that was never his to deny. But time is running out. The hunters are closing in, and the one who owns his heart is out there, unprotected. “You will reject him, Devon. You will renounce this bond.” “I can’t,” he says. Not now. Not ever. This isn’t just the collapse of a marriage. It’s the start of a war— Between the man he was… and the beast he cannot hide.

I was in a relationship with Quinn Lucas for five years and thought I had touched her with my sincerity. That night, I got a phone call from her when I was preparing to propose to her. "Kyle, come to the hotel." Then, she sent me the address. When I arrived, she told me to buy contraceptives from the supermarket next door. I thought we were close to our happily ever after, so I was excited. When I knocked on the door of her room again, I saw a man, who took the contraceptives in my hand and thanked me. I froze in place...

HIDING THE PRESIDENT'S SON Pagkatapos ng limang taon, umapak muli ang mga paa ni Wynter Everlee sa bansang pinanggalingan niya. Kung hindi dahil sa isang importanteng bagay ay hindi na niya naisip pang bumalik kasama ang limang taong gulang na anak. Five years ago, she left the country after knowing that she's pregnant to Leonel Remington's child. The famous magnate of the business world. She was afraid that her child wouldn't be acknowledge because she knews him well. He's not up for serious things like children and family kaya minubuti na lamang niyang itago ang anak sa lalake. Pero sino ba ang makakapagtago sa isang Leonel Remington? The moment Wynter decided to came back, she knows to herself that she can't hide the President's son anymore.

I woke up inside a novel, and not even as an important character. I became a pretty background extra in a smut novel. My brother, however, was the only normal person in the entire story. His character setting was the one man the soft, delicate heroine could never win over. He was the cold, unattainable Prince Charming she could never conquer. When the heroine cried and confessed her love, he was studying. When she offered him her whole heart and body, he was busy starting a company. When she spiraled into scandals and nightlife, he was already a billionaire, calm and untouchable. I thought he would live a quiet, ascetic life forever. Until one night, I walked in on him at midnight… holding a piece of clothing I recognized all too well, murmuring a name over and over, a name so familiar that my scalp tingled.