True Love

(COMPLETED) Every single girl, no matter what, wants the perfect man as her husband or boyfriend. No matter how feisty, rude, callous that woman is, she would never want a bad and uncaring man. And that was exactly what Amelia Pritchett got. A rich, handsome, sexy and caring man. William Gold. She was feisty at first; "You ass***e! How dare you kidnap me?!" And then she bore only hatred for him, right after she had started loving him; "You lied to me! After all these months? How could you?", her voice breaking, her eyes misty as she stared intently at him. He was dumbfounded... *** Well, it turned out she had not fallen in love with the perfect man after all but is there really a perfect man? -------- Check out my first novel, an high school romance, still ongoing; CRUSH. Note: The book cover isn't mine.

18+ Reo considers Jack as his love. Meanwhile, Jack considers Reo just a strange friend as well as a momentary lust satisfaction The two of them are connected in a same-sex love story. Reo plays with feelings, and Jack plays with lust. The universe is betting on them both. Looking for who won, and lost in this love story.

Zehra is an agent. She needs to watch and investigate a teacher that killed half of their goons. But, what if she meets a man who will ruin her mission?

After a passionate night, my childhood sweetheart, Jack Jenner, thoughtfully prepared birth control pills for me. I held his wrist and pleaded coquettishly, "The pills are bitter. I don't want to take them. Let's just get married if I get pregnant." Jack patted my head and chuckled. "Don't be silly. Childbirth is much worse than taking pills. Besides, I'm getting engaged on Sunday. Whose child would it be if you gave birth?" I froze as he casually kissed my forehead, gently coaxing me, "My darling Ariana, pack up your things and take them with you. We can't fool around like this anymore. My fiancée asked me to be chaste." I numbly threw the things into the trash can and dialed my father's number. "I'll marry him."

I put my t-shirt down, my hands shaking. I try to ignore them and stare at my reflection in the mirror. My hair color is dark brown and a vague hint of golden. My dad used to say that my eyes are ocean blue. A guy in my history cl once said that I had perfect s. Another guy said that I had a great body. They wanted to date me. And I dated few of them. I brush my fingers in my forehead. Then my dark, thick eyelashes. The side of my nose. My s. I run my hand at my neck, then across my collarbone. Am I beautiful? Honestly, I don't know. Maybe I'm not. "You were wrong, Angelina Valentine." A voice inside my head suddenly whispers. "Calm down, Angel," another voice whispers. It's the voice I loved. His voice is fading away. My hands start shake again, my breath rapidly quickening. I am losing control. I have to do something. "Goddammit!" I punch the mirror with my fist. It shatters into thousand pieces. My reflection has shattered into thousand pieces, too. The mirror now looks to me like an art. And my bloody knuckles. "I am sorry, Edwin. I can't promise you anymore, because you left me." I bite my to stop myself from crying. I won't cry. What's the point of crying? My sixth sense is suddenly alert. Somebody is watching me. I spin around. A guy is standing in front of the door, leaning against it. He wears a tight blue shirt, the sleeves folded. His black hair is ruffled and his hands are folded across his chest. The probable most amazing thing about him is his eyes. They are dark green. They are dangerous, beautiful and incredibly unreadable. And they are watching me.

Lexia is an inspiring script writer in a TV/Network company. She suffered amnesia due to a dangerous accident year back, yet she survived. A lot of her memories are missing, including the one with her special someone. Rage is a famous international artist he came back to Philippines and decided to continue his career, even though he's already a big name internationally. Not until he met Lexia again, the women he love and still does. The reason for his everything. They meet again where Lexia's working. But due to his memory she can't remember him now. The question is — will they find each other's arm despite Lexia memory loss? Or they encounter a new conflict in their relationship again?

Buo sa isip ni Leonisa Hermosa ang kagustuhang makawala ng panandalian sa gapos ng mapang-abusong asawa. She wants to escape the cruel world that her family made for her. Then, she reached a beautiful and majestic island where James Shymone owns. A man with attractive blue eyes yet have an amazing body to die for. What would she do if that man is taking her in heaven everytime her dreams came at night? Is she willing to fight for him or just go back to her husband like her initial plan?

Nazli met Kyle in an accident where in the end she became his personal assistant. Sa kanilang pagsama ay nahulog sila sa isat-isa na kahit alam ni Nazli na may fiance na ang lalake. Okay na sana ang kanilang pagmamahalan ngunit isang katotohanan ang malalaman ni Nazli sa ex fiance ng kanyang lalaking mahal.

Analisse Maeve was a brave woman of their pack. She leads soldiers to battle but because of her best friend, she loses everything she had. However, this new beginning of her life will be the reason she met Sebastian, the powerful and ruthless prince of the Blood Moon pack who carries a rare disease throughout his life. And her love story begins after that. Will their love conquer the peace they strive so hard for? But what would happen if her past started hunting her again? Is she already brave enough?

Dakota Stelter and I tumbled down that steep ravine together. I lay there bleeding and broken, only to watch my boyfriend scoop her into his arms and walk away without a backward glance. He left me. In that moment, in every way that mattered. While everyone fussed over Dakota's scratches, no one even checked if I was still breathing. When I was finally rescued and recovering at the hospital, my boyfriend didn't even visit. I was hurt. So I moved on. Piece by piece, I rebuilt myself without him. But then he became distraught. Suddenly, he was sobbing, telling me he had always loved me.