Teasing Master Takagi San

"Boss, nawawala si Madamé! Dala-dala niya rin si Young Master!" "What? Look for them! Or I'll bury all of you six feet under the ground!" Mabilis na nagkilusan ang lahat sa sigaw ng Mafia Lord patungkol sa asawa nito at hinanap ang kanilang Madame na laging tinatakbuhan ang asawa. Binuksan ni Amelia ang mga mata isang araw na walang naaalala tungkol sa kanyang nakaraan. Pero isang lalaki ang bumungad sa kanya at nagpakilala na asawa niya ito. May mga tanong man na nabuo sa utak, walang alinlangan na nagtiwala si Amelia kay Lance dahil sa pakiramdam niya, mahal niya ang lalaki. Pero paano kung malaman niyang si Lance ang dahilan kung bakit wala siyang maalala tungkol sa sarili at ang buong pagsasama nila ay kasinungalingan lang? Magagawa pa ba ni Amelia na ibigay muli ang tiwala sa lalaki kahit pa mahal niya ito kung isa si Lance sa mga taong una pa lang ay gusto na siyang mawala sa mundo?

(Witchita Series #1) On the evening of Santacruzan, I met Gideon, the consort of my life. Months later, we grew closer to each other, but then... he found out about the bet and we split up. Weeks after our breakup, he confronted and told me, “Panagutan mo ako... Buntis ako," and I was like, “Gago ka ba?” Days after my family revealed our biggest secrets, I made up my list. To do: 1. Get to know more about my family's identity, history, and special ability (especially in dealing with a pregnant male partner!) 2. Master my family's craft — witchcraft. 3. Attend to Deon's needs, assist, and take care of him. 4. Protect and keep him away from his pack for nine months (or else our child's gonna get killed because Deon's a son of an alpha b*tch!) 5. Plan about our child's financial support and our parental setup. 6. Make sure that the whole pregnancy experience will be tolerable for the first-time mommy (or pappy or whatsoever, I don't really know what to call him, geez...) 7. The child should stay with my family after Deon gave birth because he or she belongs to us, to the kind who needs to keep hiding. 8. And the most important thing to do, love my child with all my heart, mind, and Witchita soul. I am Angie Lou Pereira, a Witchita, and this is my guide to successful parenting.

Ang pamilya Tengco ay may dalawang anak na babae. Ang kanilang bunsong anak na babae. Si Brianna Tengco, ay kilala sa kanyang kagandahan. May tsismis na hindi mailarawan ang ganda niya. Gayunpaman, ang panganay na anak na babae ng pamilya Tengco, si Heile Tengco, ay may mababang IQ mula noong siya ay bata pa at nagsimula lamang siyang magsalita noong siya ay anim taong gulang. Itinuring siya ng kanyang mga magulang bilang isang pasanin habang tinatrato siya ng labas ng mundo bilang isang katatawanan. Gayunpaman, walang nakakaalam na si Heile ay may tunay na kakaibang katalinuhan na nahuling nabuo. Pagkatapos, nabuntis si Heile sa hindi malaman dahilan. Apat na buwan sa kanyang pagbubuntis, pinilit siya ng kanyang mga magulang na pakasalan ang pinakamayamang lalaki sa City, ang pamilyang Bueno. Ang mga usapan ay ang kanyang asawa ay isang matandang lalaki na paralisado sa kama mula noong edad na walo. Sa hindi inaasahang pagkakataon, nang magpakasal si Heile sa pamilya Bueno, nalaman niyang hindi lang matanda ang kanyang asawa, guwapo rin ito. Siya ang Young Master ng pamilya Bueno na hinangaan ng lahat— si Kerr Bueno.

[AL MONLEON SERIES #1—EVAN CHRAYSTLER AL MONLEON] Nang ipapatay ni Lord Amanncio Al Monleon, ang kilalang mafia king, ang mga magulang ni Andrea Maureen “Ada” Salvegas, inakala niyang tapos na ang lahat—hanggang sa ginawa siyang pambayad sa utang ng mga ito at pinasok bilang lingkod sa mansyon ng mga Al Monleon. Sa ilalim ng marangyang bubong ng kasamaan at lihim, nakilala ni Ada ang limang anak ni Lord Amann. Ngunit tanging ang pang-apat na si Evan Chraystler Al Monleon, o Young Master Evan ang nagpatibok ng kaniyang puso. Itinaga ni Ada sa sarili, na kailanman ay hindi siya magpapasalamat sa taong pumatay sa kaniyang mga magulang nang hayaan siya nitong mabuhay. Dahil para sa kaniya ay mas nakakabuting namatay nalang din siya. Ngunit paano kung ang mismong anak ng halimaw na iyon ang maging dahilan ng muling pagtibok ng kaniyang puso? At paano kung matuklasan niyang si Evan ay bahagi pala ng isang nakaraan na matagal nang binura ng kaniyang alaala? Handa ba siyang ipaglaban ang pag-ibig sa isang Frigid Mafia Prince, o pipiliin niyang kalimutan ito kapalit ng hustisya at galit na matagal na niyang pinanghahawakan?

"Get up, I'm hungry. Cook for me NOW!" The authoritative tone jolted me awake, not giving me a moment to freshen up or even change. We don't sleep side by side; he stays in the master bedroom while I occupy the guest room. He can't stand being near me. It hurts deeply when those words come from him, but it's a recurring pattern. I hurriedly made my way downstairs, still tying the robe around me. In the kitchen, I began preparing his breakfast. You see, I'm his secret wife. No one knows except our parents and a few friends. Since we got married, not a day goes by without him reminding me that he doesn't love me. Not a day goes by without him hurting me. But that's alright because, as I've mentioned, I love him so much that I'm willing to do anything just to earn his love in return. A single tear escaped and fell onto the clove of garlic I was chopping. I quickly wiped it away. From the corner of my eye, I noticed Manang watching me. I took a deep breath to regain my composure before turning to her with a forced smile. "I'm sorry; I got emotional over garlic." I lied.

BREE LEV. I thought it stands for something simple until I heard his deep soulful voice. A single hello was all it take for him to have my undivided attention. Akala ko hulog siya ng langit. Isang anghel na magsasalba sa akin. I was all wrong. He's a fallen angel with dark blue eyes and cold leather-covered hands. A man mantled with power and veiled with sin. We're opposites. I'm weird and a social butterfly. He's terrifying and brooding. A lone wolf. I love pinks and swirls. He prefers pointed knives and black guns. Darkness seems to be his fave companion and death his pastime. I, on the other hand, will always choose life. He told me to stay away from him. Guess, you know by now, that I did the exact opposite, right? I stayed 'cause I want him so bad, it hurts. I, Bree De Veyra, daughter of one of the families of The Council, lay my life to the head of the Foedus Corp– Lev Petrov. My father's sworn enemy. The master manipulator and my protector. Or my destroyer? LEV Three years ago, one phone call, two minutes. I swore I will kill her. Four weeks before her 16th birthday, I did the unthinkable. I destroyed her trust and left her. Broken and beyond repair. Twenty-four hours before her 18th birthday, nagbalik ako para bawiin s'ya. Twelve hours after I abduct her, we exchange I dos. Eight seconds after our first kiss, I know I will protect her with my gun and with my life. I, Lev Petrov, Heir to a fallen empire, vows to avenge Bree from all of the people that wronged her. It will be my life's mission until the last drop of my sinful blood...I will never let them rest in peace.

Moans. I hear moans. "Ugh! Faster!" I covered my ears like an innocent child hoping that they would quite down. I ran back down the kitchen and drank a glass of water. I'm not paid enough for this. Thinking back and I was already regretting my life decisions— NOT! Now that I have discovered how much of a big womanizer this fiancée of mine is, I think I now have a reason to dump him. Disguised as his maid is so hard just to get intel unto what his true colors actually are. Honestly wasn't the best idea, but it definitely is the most efficient one. I sat on the counter of the kitchen and rested my head on the table over my folded arms. Perhaps a nap might help innocent me up. Just when slumber finally came, I heard sloppy footsteps coming down the staircase. The "young master" finally finished his business. I went to meet them at the bottom of the stairs to greet his lady friend safety on her way home. "I can't wait for tomorrow night," she said in a seductive tone and batted her lashes on him. I held back my urge to barf. Her arms are all over him as if she was the drunk one when in fact it was my good for nothing fiancé. "You're too loud," Timothee replied as it was his way of rejecting girls. And yes, another girl cried that night. She won't be expecting to sleep with him again. As the lady went out the door, I look at the young master. His hair wet, topless and jeans unbuttoned. "Don't drool over me, scullery maid." And with that he went back up. Jerk!

Sa mata ng mga mamamayan ng Lungsod ng San Jose, si Cyrus ay isang anino lamang—isang lalaking walang nakaraan, walang ambisyon, at isang "dustang manugang" na palamunin ng pamilyang Sandoval. Sa loob ng tatlong taon, tinitiis niya ang bawat pangungutya, pag-alipusta, at pagmamaliit mula sa kaniyang mga biyenan at sa mapagmataas na pinsan ng kaniyang asawa na si Marco. Ang tanging dahilan ng kaniyang pananatili ay ang kaniyang wagas na pagmamahal kay Claire Sandoval, ang babaeng nagbigay sa kaniya ng tahanan sa kabila ng kaniyang pagiging "basura" sa paningin ng lipunan. ​Ngunit ang lahat ay magbabago nang mahanap siya ni Arturo, ang tapat na alalay ng pinakamayamang pamilya sa buong mundo. Sa isang madilim na eskinita, mabubunyag ang katotohanang sampung taon nang nakabaon: Si Cyrus ay hindi isang pulubi, kundi si Cyrus Villarreal, ang nag-iisang tagapagmana ng Villarreal Global Holdings. Ang kaniyang amnesia ay hindi aksidente, kundi bunga ng isang malupit na pagkakanulo mula sa sarili niyang kadugo na nagnais na agawin ang kaniyang trono. ​Sa halip na agad na magpakitang-gilas, pipiliin ni Cyrus na manatili sa kaniyang low-profile na buhay. Gagamitin niya ang kaniyang katalinuhan, ang kaniyang walang limitasyong yaman, at ang kaniyang mga lihim na koneksyon upang protektahan si Claire at durugin ang mga kaaway nito nang hindi siya nakikilala. Sa pamamagitan ng mga "frontman" sa negosyo, itatayo niya ang isang imperyo sa likod ng mga anino habang nananatiling tagalinis ng sahig sa harap ng mga Sandoval. Ito ay isang mahabang labanan ng talino, estratehiya, at pagtitimpi. Hanggang kailan niya kayang itago ang kaniyang koronang ginto sa likod ng isang basahan? Sa mundong ang lahat ay nasusukat sa pera, si Cyrus ang magpapatunay na ang pinaka-aba ay siya palang Hari na nagmamay-ari ng lahat.

Amora Rebecca Andrada is the drop-dead-gorgeous woman in the small town of Santa Monica. She's a well-known beautiful and knowledgeable woman. Maraming humahanga sa kaniya. She has been labeled as a goddess. Ngunit sa kabila ng magaganda niyang katangian, hindi kailanman iyon nakita ng kaniyang mga magulang. Her parents were disappointed for her indifferent decisions in life. She's nothing compared to her almost-perfect sister, Natasha. Matalino, maganda at paboritong anak si Natasha. Kaya hindi na siya nagtataka kung bakit mas pabor ang kaniyang mga magulang sa kaniyang kapatid kaysa kanya. Lalo na nang maging doctor din ito samantalang siya ay kumuha ng ibang kurso sa kolehiyo. She's tired for all the comparison and disappointments. Nang makapagtapos at makapagtrabaho, pinili niyang bumuklod agad ng tirahan. Mas gusto niya iyong malaya siya sa lahat ng mga panghuhusga ng kaniyang pamilya. Hanggang sa magdesisyon ang kanilang mga magulang na ipakasal si Natasha sa isang Gazalin. Kilala ang pamilyang Gazalin sa buong San Gabriel. Ang pinakamayaman sa kanilang rehiyon. Dahil sa pagiging sunud-sunuran ng kaniyang kapatid, pumayag ito sa kasunduan. Nakaayos na ang lahat at umaayon na sa plano ang bawat pangyayari nang biglang sa araw mismo ng kasal ni Natasha nagmakaawa ito sa kaniya. Natasha is conceiving a baby. Nabuntis ito ng dating nobyo at ayaw ng tumuloy sa kasal. The almost-perfect daughter is now doomed. Ang pagmamakaawa nito sa kaniya ang nag-udyok na piliin niya ang isang bagay na magpapabago sa kaniyang buong buhay. She has to marry Nicolas Syn Gazalin to spare her sister's life. Siya ang pumalit sa kaniyang kapatid sa araw ng kasal. Now, could love bloom after their sudden marriage? How could Nicolas loves her when she's just his sudden bride? How could love makes its way when they are both forced for this marriage?

My name is Akira Sy, or rather, Akira Sy Montenegro—18 years old. Yes, I’m married to the man I love most, Kyle Xavier Montenegro. He’s a businessman—handsome, incredibly successful, and has everything. I fell in love with him when I was 16, always dreaming that one day we’d be together, and yes, my dreams came true. The next morning, I woke up to a cold sensation on my face. I opened my eyes and realized it was water, soaking my entire face. I looked up and was met with Kyle’s dark, piercing gaze. I immediately felt a wave of anxiety. “K-Kyle,” I stammered, my voice trembling. He closed his eyes tightly, as if burdened by a huge problem. “Stand up, wh*re. I’m hungry. Cook for me, NOW!” he ordered with authority, making me scramble to get up without even bothering to wipe my face or change clothes. No, we don’t sleep in the same room. He’s in the master bedroom while I stay in the guest room because he finds me disgusting. It hurts so much when those words come from him. He’s always like that. I rushed down the stairs, tying my robe as I went, heading straight to the kitchen to prepare his breakfast. Yes, I’m his secret wife. No one knows except our parents and a few friends. Since we got married, there hasn’t been a day when he didn’t remind me that he doesn’t love me. Not a day goes by without him hurting me, but it’s okay because, like I said, I love him so much that I’m willing to do anything just for him to love me back.