Texts To Make Him Fall In Love

New book: Alpha's moonborn mate is OUT now. Read it today8-) ____ Trap. That's what he assumed he was setting for her! Max stokes. The heir to a billion dollar fashion empire has never been seen crushing over a girl as much as he was doing to Stella Miller, the newly retained employee. Stella had never anticipated to catch the CEO'S eyes like that either. However, there was a fire of revenge burning under the back of his impressive eyes that was supposed to burn her! 'He thought it was him who was playing her but he didn't know, she had many more secrets darker than his own.' *Contains mature stuff. Read at your risk*

Umalis ang nobyo ni Elisa, papuntang Maynila pang doon 'ay mas makaipon ng pera para sa kanilang pagpapakasal. Ngunit hindi pa nagtatagal si Francis sa Maynila, ay bigla na lang itong hindi nagparamdam kay Elisa, labis ang pag-aalala ni Elisa, sa kaniyang nobyo dahil nawala na ang koneksyon nilang dalawa. Dahil sa pag-aalala at takot na rin dahil sa isipin ni Elisa, na baka may nangyaring masama sa nobyo ay agad siyang lumuwas ng Maynila. Ngunit sa kaniyang pagluwas ay magbabago bigla ang takbo ng buhay niya dahil kay, Smael Chavez. Smael Cuervo, a mafia boss na sasamahan ni Elisa, kapalit ng tulong na hahanapin ang nobyo niya ay ang pagsama niya kay Smael, ngunit sa kaniyang paghahanap kay Francis, ay matutuklasan niya na ang nobyo ay may ibang babae ng kasama.

Married for five years, Lorenzo, the underboss of the Moretti family, had never been without a woman. He found my “noble lady” posture stiff and vanilla. Dancers from Trinacria, headliners from the city’s nightclubs, his rotating stream of mistresses could fill the entire estate. Yet whenever I was displeased, whether it was throwing drinks or kicking someone out, Lorenzo never intervened. He’d only lit his cigar with casual amusement and said, “Relax. It’s just fun. No one can touch your position.” Then a clumsy, naive maid appeared. Unlike the others, she wasn’t flashy. However, when Lorenzo returned, bloodied, she’d hand him a cup of warm tea, her eyes red-rimmed. She watched him with pure admiration while he handled the family business. Lorenzo said the estate felt cold and lifeless except for her. He said only when she panicked did he feel like a hero being needed, rather than just a husband in a political marriage. Until she accidentally broke an antique vase left by my mother… Before I could react, Lorenzo stepped in and shielded her trembling form, glaring at me as if I were the enemy. “What’s wrong with you? If you’re crazy, go see a shrink. Don’t scare her like a rabid dog!” Watching his careful, protective expression, I smiled. I guess it was time for the Moretti family underboss to be replaced.

BLURB "Really?" "Yes, but only on one condition" I stayed silent and waited for him to continue. I'd do anything he asks as long as he's willing to help me. "You marry me," he says finally. "What? Marry you?" "Of course, it's going to be fake. The company shareholders want me to get married to keep my inheritance, something about a will my late father left before he passed on. So, I'll agree to help you if you can pose as my fiancé" he explained. ~~~~ Katie had no other choice than to go to Sean Banks when her mother was diagnosed with Stage 4 cancer and has barely a year left to live. Having lost her job the previous months, she was back on bills, with no one else to help, she had to meet her ex, whom she broke his heart with when she ended their relationship abruptly with no reason. Sean is different from the man he used to be, colder and sexier, but agrees to help her under one condition, she poses as his fake fiance to make sure he gets his inheritance check. Will Katrina agree?

CONTENT WARNING: Please note that this book contains sensitive themes and includes explicit scenes, making up approximately 20% of its content. It is intended for mature readers only. _ "Teka lang, Sir! A-Ano kasi eh..." Napangiwi si Mahal habang naghahagilap ng mairarason dito sa lalaking ito na binili siya sa Auction. "Are you kidding me? 'Teka lang?' Are you sure that's really 'teka lang?" Napayuko na lang siya dahil sa pagalit na natanong ng lalaki. Halatang napipikon na sa kaniya. Inilapit pa nito ang mukha sa kaniya para iparamdam sa kaniya ang inis nito at nagsalita, "Remember, I paid a hefty 10.5 million at the auction just to purchase you. You wouldn't have even set foot in that auction if you hadn't given your consent. So now that you're under my ownership, don't think you can fool me with your usual 'teka lang, sir' tactics kasi kabisado ko na 'yan." Para siyang tinanggalan ng utak na nakatunganga sa pinagsasabi nito na ang tanging naintindihan lang ay ang salitang, 'kabisado ko na 'yan.' Ano naman ang alam niya sa English kasi tulog naman siya lagi sa subject na iyon noong nag-aaral pa siya. Para naman huminahon ito, nagsalita na lang siya. "Ahm...wag ka na magalit sir, maghuhugas lang naman ako. Ayaw mo naman ng mabaho, diba?"

The night Gloria Leach—my husband's ex—died in the rain, he floored it and drove us off a cliff. That's when it clicked. Evan Patterson had always hated me for getting between him and Gloria. Then I woke up, I was back on the wedding day. This time, he didn't even pause. Ditched the rings. Ran straight to her outside the church. I didn't cry. Didn't make a scene. I just called it off. While they turned their reunion into a show, I said yes to someone else. In this life, Evan and I were strangers. Until eight years later. An auction. I placed a no-cap bid on the final item—sapphire cufflinks. Won. I was leaving when Evan stepped in front of me, scowling. "Robyn, stop embarrassing yourself. Even if you bought every cufflink on earth for me, I still wouldn't love you. Gloria's the only one in my heart." I didn't even look at him. Just reached for the little girl beside me. "Sweetheart, say hi to the gentleman." He saw her face—mine, copied clean. His eyes went red, and his grip snapped around my wrist. "She's our daughter?"

Think of this as a cyberpunk Bridget Jones’ Diary, if Bridget were a self-destructive tech refugee with a cocaine habit and a holographic archangel for a conscience. This is adarkly comedic character studyset in a near-future that feels just a few software updates away. It’s a story about addiction, both chemical and digital, and the messy, painful, and sometimes hilarious struggle to reclaim your own messy life from the algorithms designed to “optimize” it. At its heart, it’s the story of the most dysfunctional friendship imaginable: between a woman who is her own worst enemy, and the godlike AI she reprogrammed to be her partner-in-crime. It’s raw, it’s visceral, and it explores whether real connection can be found once you’ve burned all your bridges, and broken your operating system.

Audrey, a 35 year old programmer, suddenly woke up in an unknown place and in the body of a neglected 16 year old young lady of the ducal house of Garrick. With no rights to inherit the ducal title, a father trying to get rid of her, and a cheating fiancé she must devise a plan to find a decent man to marry and inherit the ducal title in order to survive in this new world.

Hope Carter is a quiet, good-natured journalist who lives with her sister, Julie. They have lived together and alone for many years, Hope always does her best to help her sister. Her life is turned upside down when she has the opportunity to interview one of the country's biggest criminals, Castiel Reed. But, something goes wrong, and she finds herself in a big mess, she will have to be the person she never thought she would be to protect her lovely sister tooth and nail.

A woman marries a powerful man to destroy him from inside, only to learn that the enemy she was hunting is not the man she married but the people who controlled both their pasts. Revenge turns into truth, pain turns into healing, and love grows where hatred was meant to live.