Theme Song Kung Fu Panda

Chloe Sue never imagined na ang mapapangasawa niya ay isang lalaking parang yelo na sa lamig, silent and emotionally distant. And Yohan Benjamin never thought that this girl, who was supposed to be just part of a family arrangement, would slowly start breaking down the walls he had spent his whole life building. Nang unang nakita ni Chloe si Yohan, nasa loob siya ng isang eleganteng hall, sun-kissed ang kutis nito. 'Yung mga mata niya, those deep almond eyes, parang may misteryong hindi mo agad mabasa. Tipong kahit sinong lalaki, mahuhulog. Kaya hindi nakapagtataka na halos mapanganga ang buong pamilya Benjamin. Pero si Yohan? Walang reaksyon. Nakatungo lang siya sa maayos niyang military uniform, seryoso ang mukha, at tila ba walang kahit anong nararamdaman. Kung ibang babae siguro, matatakot. Pero si Chloe, curious lang. They're bound by a decades-old debt between their families, at ngayong malapit nang ipadala si Yohan sa battlefield, kung saan walang kasiguraduhan kung makakabalik pa siya, the elders from both families started pushing. Wala nang oras at kailangan na raw nilang magpakasal. Not because they loved each other, but because it was their duty.

Ang akala ni Monica Prado siya na ang magiging masyaang babae sa araw ng kasal niya kay Jericho Mendel pero kabaligtaran niyon ang nangyari dahil hindi siya nito sinipot sa mismong kasal nila. Dahil sa sakit na nararamdaman ni Monica, uminom siya sa isang bar at doon niya nakilala si Zymon Coreal at inakala niyang si Jericho ang binata. Dahil sa matinding tama ng alak hindi namalayan ni Monica na may nangyari sa kanila ng binata nagbunga ng isang supling. Lumayo si Monica sa Manila para layuan ang mga taong naging parte ng buhay niya roon. Tumungo siya ng Davao para roon itaguyod ang anak niya. Ngunit paano kung habang nililimot niya ang nakaraan saka naman babalik si Zymon at Jericho sa buhay niya? Paano kung pareho nilang akuin ang pagiging ama sa bata? Handa ba si Monica na malaman ng dalawang lalaki kung sinong tunay na ama ng bata? May pag-ibig bang muling mabubuo sa pagitan ni Monica at Jericho o uusbong ang pag-ibig ni Monica kay Zymon?

Isang lumang aparador ang nagdala saakin sa nakaraan, sa taon ilang dekada na ang nakalipas , ang taon kung saan isang magiting na batang Heneral ang papasok saaking buhay.

Love is the most complicated thing in the world, that's why nahihirapan akong pumili kung ang mission ko ba o ang taong mahal ko.I'm a journalist and his my mission.And my mission is to be his wife, to be a wife of an idol.

Tahimik ang mansyon. Tahimik… maliban sa mahinang iyak ni Princess sa bisig ko—isang buwang gulang, walang alam, walang kasalanan. Pero siya ang unang nasaktan sa lahat ng ‘to. Siya ang naiipit sa pagitan ng dalawang taong hindi na alam kung paano magmahal nang sabay. Nakaluhod ako sa harap ni Elise. Mahigpit ang hawak ko sa laylayan ng bestida niya, parang batang takot na maiwan sa dilim. Nanginginig ang labi ko, pinipigilan ang mga luhang ayaw na sanang lumabas—pero hindi ko na kayang kontrolin. “Please, Elise…” garalgal kong pakiusap. “’Wag mo kaming iwan. Hindi ko alam kung paano palalakihin si Princess nang wala ka. Hindi ko alam kung paano mamuhay kung wala kayo…” Pero wala. Wala siyang emosyon. Wala siyang luha. Matigas ang titig niya, parang ako pa ang mali. Bitbit niya ang maleta niya—hindi lang punô ng damit, kundi punô ng lahat ng alaala namin. Lahat ng pangarap. Lahat ng ‘akala ko tayo.’ “Hindi ko ‘to pinlano, Levi,” mahina niyang sagot. “Pero kailangan kong piliin ang sarili ko. Pagod na akong umasa. Pagod na akong maging pangalawa sa trabaho mo, sa mundo mo. Hindi ko kayang maging ina habang ako mismo’y hindi buo.” Gumuho ako. Literal. Napayuko ako habang yakap ko si Princess, habang nararamdaman ko ang init ng iyak niya sa dibdib ko. Halik ako nang halik sa noo niya, para bang kaya kong takpan ng pagmamahal ang kawalan ng ina niya. “Anak mo ‘to, Elise. Anak natin…” pabulong kong daing. “Kung hindi mo na ako kayang mahalin… kahit siya na lang. Kahit siya. ‘Wag mong iwan ang anak mo…” Pero wala. Ni hindi siya lumapit. Ni hindi siya tumingin. Tumalikod siya, dala ang katahimikang mas malakas pa sa kahit anong sigaw ng pagtanggi. "Ayoko na" mahina niyang sabi at hinila ang maleta palabas ng mansion.

SAMPUNG TAON... Ganoon katagal nitong minahal si Noah hanggang umabot sa puntong naging parte na ito ng buhay niya. Wala siyang ibang pinangarap kung hindi ang lalaki at kung kailan akala nito ay magiging masaya na sila sa piling ng isa't isa ay kailangan na pala nitong magising sa mahaba at masarap niyang panaginip. "Finally, matatawag ko na ring Nicole Saavedra ang aking sarili nang walang halong pag-aalinlangan. Siguro oras na para anihin ko ang bunga ng pagsisikap ko bilang butihing maybahay ni Noah," aniya saka napangiti sa kinatatayuan. Dalawang taon ang lumipas magmula nang ikasal si Nicole sa bilyonaryong apo ng lalaking kumupkop at nagpalaki sa kaniya. Hindi masukat ang tuwang naramdaman ng puso niya nang mga oras na iyon hanggang sa alukin siya nito ng isang kasunduang maghihiwalay sila pagkatapos ng tatlong taon oras na manatiling walang apoy ang kanilang pagsasama. Sa kabila noon, ginawa ni Nicole ang lahat upang maging mabuti at mapagmahal na asawa habang hindi rin naman ito nagkulang na iparamdam sa kaniya ang prebelihiyo bilang misis nito. Muntik na nga nitong makalimutan ang kasunduan dahil naramdaman niyang tunay na ang ipinapakita nila sa isa't isa. Ngunit sa kaniyang kaarawan, isang annulment paper ang natanggap nitong regalo mula sa asawa. Dahil sa malungkot na balita ay nawalan siya ng lakas ng loob na sabihin ang tungkol sa anghel na nasa kaniyang sinapupunan. Sinubukan nitong alamin ang dahilan ng pakikipaghiwalay ng asawa hanggang sa tuluyang gumuho ang mundo niya nang malamang balak palang balikan ni Noah ang babaeng muntik na nitong pakasalan five years ago. Magagawa niya kayang iwan si Noah kung wala siyang ibang minahal sa tanang-buhay niya kung hindi ito lamang? Paano kung kailangan niyang maging lihim na asawa nito kapalit ang pananatili at pagiging responsable nitong ama sa kaniyang ipinagbubuntis?

THIS BOOK CONTAINS NUMEROUS SHORT EROTICA STORIES AND IT'S NOT SUITABLE FOR YOUNG READERS. ~~~~~~~ “This..this is so wrong..” Octavia’s words turned into a song of moans, as she arched her back, her mouth wide open covered in drool and her eyes rolling continuously. “Does Bernie fuck you the way I do?” A deep baritone voice asked followed by the slapping of skins. “No..no.” Octavia stuttered, pleasure rushing through every part of her body. “Does he give you as many orgasms as you want?” Came the baritone deep voice again which made her stomach flipped. “No, Romania. Only you do.” …….. Octavia thought she has acquired everything she wanted. A loving boyfriend, a stable job, lovely friends and so on, but her sex life was nothing to write home about. Her boyfriend made her feel loved, but when it comes to orgasms, he always made her frustrated. Things changed when Octavia boyfriend’s older brother, Romania, came in. He gave her as many orgasms as she wanted and when he speaks, her core throbs. But Octavia is thrusted in a situation where she was forced to chose between her love life or her sex life.

The beach was crowded as it was summer and many families tend to camp and have fun during this period. A young tanned skinned girl of about eight years, sat on the sand a little bit far from her family. She had a darkblue hoodie on and a headphone over her head. Her beautiful grey eyes seem to shimmer as she stared with keen interest at the water, while humming a song softly and enjoying the quiet. However, her little peace and privacy was shortlived as a lad of about ten years old, endowed with curly jet-black hair, ran along. He stopped however, on seeing her. She turned to see the one invading her quiet only to see the boy staring at her. She looked at him without saying a word, holding his gaze. Time seemed to fly by as they both continued their staring match which was eventually interrupted, when another lad of same age as the boy came by. "Jordan! There you are. Come, Mom calls for you." The blonde haired lad said, looking at the girl briefly before dragging the other along who continued to stare at the girl from his shoulders until she was out of eyesight. "Hey Elle!" A little girl of same age as the grey eyed, called as she ran towards her. "Come see the sand castle that Rosalie and I built." "Jordan," the grey-eyed girl whispered.

At that moment a slow song came on and Aurora got close to him. "What are you doing?" he asked and backed away. "Just go along with it." she took his hands and placed them on her hips. Aurora put her arms around his shoulders and they swayed to the music. Her head rested on him and he simply followed her lead and they stayed like that for a while. Aurora didn't realize how exhausted she had been until she did that. For the past few days, so many things had happened and all this time she was pushing herself to keep going. She was especially tired after having to straighten her hair for hours. "Aurora," Caden called her gently. "Something needs to happen. I just saw another one of them enter." "Hmm," she murmured. Her arms felt weighed down on his shoulders. She felt like she was being swaddled. "Don't tell me you're getting tired?" he asked. Aurora chuckled. "I would not be this tired if it weren't for you. You're so big and you smell good. Where did you get your cologne by the way? I want it." Aurora looked at him and he was already looking down at her.

Babaeng inilaan ang buhay sa pangarap at pagbuo ng kaniyang pagkatao. Lalaking gugulo sa tahimik niyang mundo. Paano kung sa gitna ng kanilang pag-iisa ay darating ang isang pangyayaring wawasak sa sinimulan nila?