Storm Clouds Rolling In

He's a rockstar, a badboy celebrity who only wants to have fun. She's a nobody, stranded in a foreign country, who only wants to go home. A storm brings them together in the middle of nowhere. A one-night stand that will change their lives forever.

On the night Aria Valery was supposed to celebrate her engagement, she walked in on the man she thought was her fated mate buried inside another woman. Her best friend. Shattered, humiliated, and drunk on heartbreak, she stumbled into the path of Damian Storm, billionaire tycoon, ruthless Lycan chief, and the most dangerous playboy in the supernatural world. He was everything her mate wasn’t. Older. Colder. Sinfully irresistible. The kind of man who never touched the same woman twice… until her. What began as one night of reckless revenge spiraled into an obsession neither of them could escape. But Damian Storm doesn’t just break rules, he rewrites them. And being desired by him comes with a price. Her family is marked by the Council. Her father has been dragged away by Gammas. Her cheating mate refuses to release their bond. And Damian? He’s a man who swore never to love again, yet can’t stop claiming her like she was always meant to be his. Between betrayal, forbidden lust, and a prophecy that could tear the Lycan race apart, Aria must choose: walk away from the most dangerous man alive… or risk burning with him. Because once Damian Storm has tasted you, he doesn’t let go. Not even fate can save you. But now, her cheating fated mate who hates her, won't still let her go as well.

“But I'm my father's daughter. Always too proud, too stubborn, impossible to tame. My father said the wilderness lives in me, it brings the storm and ranging winds through my skin for the world to feel. So I become the wilderness itself.”

BLURB Loud cheers and applause rang on the air. Agnes smiled widely and hugged her husband’s arm in joy. It was their wedding day, and she was so happy that she can barely contain it. Perhaps it was the feeling called above the clouds? She looked up, wanting to see the happiness in her husband’s, Leon, eyes. He was also smiling, but what contained his eyes and barely obvious intent hidden behind his smile made Agnes shudder as fear slowly showed its way inside her whole body. Her smile faded. Her husband was smiling. He was smiling with joy, not because he was happy with the wedding- he was smiling like a beast who has their prey on his foot- [CLANG!] Before Agnes knew it, the shouts of happiness were replaced by cries of despair. The claps and applause was replaced by hurtful sounds of slaps. The colorful, bright and joyous venue was replaced by dark, damp and scary room. Agnes just saw her pathetic self on the corner of that room; she was still and was looking at nowhere. She remained motionless, but in her mind, she was trembling in fear and helplessly crying in despair; “Please help me out from here!”

Sumugal si Ashy sa isang bagay na walang kasiguruhan. Piniki niyang magmahal pero hindi siya sigurado kung kaya nga ba niyang masaktan. Nagibg masaya naman sila ni Storm sa kabila ng katotohanan na may ibang taong masasaktan. Ang akala ni Ashy ay siya ang pipiliin ni Storm nung dumating ang panahong kailangan na niyang mamili. Naiwan siya sa ere, mag-isa, walang matakbuhan, nabalot ng kahihiyan. Nakakabangon na siya pero sadyang mapaglaro ang tadhana. Kung kailan okay na sana siya, tsaka pa ito nagbalik. Para saan? Para muli siyang saktan? Paano nga ba maghihilom ang sugat ng nakaraan? Kung hanggang ngaub ay patuloy ka paribg nasasaktan?

People hates Geneviève Arabella because she always act cold towards everyone. She barely show her emotions to anyone, but she changed when she met Storm Rodriguez. His warmth melted her cold heart. They became friends untill she noticed herself falling in love with him. At first, she never planned to confess her feelings for him, but one day, her ill grandfather told her that he want her to marry someone as soon as possible. That's why she told him her feelings, and he rejected her. She didn't accept it, so just to make him her groom, she did something unforgivable and wrong. But that is also the reason why their good relationship shattered. Storm hated her because of what she did. And their marriage gave them unhappiness.

This story is written in Tagalog-English/Warning: Mature Content Storm Katana Gayhardt is an arrogant but skilled double agent. She worked for the government and was assigned a mission to spy on the domineering and ruthless mafia boss, Traze Magnus Sullivan. To succeed on her mission, she signed a not-so-ordinary master and slave contract with Traze, which she didn't take seriously at first. She has no idea what she's gotten herself into, at least not until Math discovers what she's been up to behind his back. Enraged, he apprehends Storm, who's trying to escape him after the betrayal she committed. As she entered the abyss of his life, she was warned to brace herself for the worst. But she didn't expect anything worse than what she had imagined—and that's when she started to feel something for her master, worst it was not part of the contract.

Betrayed by the man she loved. Thrown out by the mistress carrying his child. Struck down in the street with nothing left to live for… Anna Storm died broken. But fate had other plans. Given a second chance at life, Anna wakes up in the care of a mysterious man named Hae-Jae, far from the pain of her past—and far from the child she once carried. No longer bound to Max, no longer a shadow of who she used to be, Anna is reborn with a new purpose: to rebuild her life, reclaim her strength, and rise from the ashes of betrayal. She was once the wife they discarded. Now, she’s the woman they’ll regret ever crossing. In a world where second chances come with power, vengeance, and unexpected love—Anna must choose: Will she hide in the shadows of her past, or rise and become the storm she was always meant to be?

“What do you want, Piccola?” He asked, giving my pussy a small lick. I shuddered, my eyes rolling back, my core begging to be attended to. “Darius, please.” I muffled a moan, shamelessly lifting to get contact. I was desperate and dying for a release, but Darius was hell-bent on torturing me. “What do you want? Use words,” he asks, his thumb caressing my core. •••     Billionaire heiress Rachel Beaumont's life was shattered when her husband Andrew and best friend Victoria betrayed her, leading to a painful divorce and the loss of her unborn child. Seeking revenge, Rachel's father assigns her to infiltrate Andrew's company, partnering her with skilled operative Darius Reid, Andrew's uncle.   As Rachel and Darius work together, forbidden feelings ignite, complicating their mission, and things get worse as her ex-billionaire husband wants her back.     Will she go back running into the arms of her ex-husband, or will she embrace the comfort that came with being with Darius Reid?

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.