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Zaina, seorang gadis yang baru saja kehilangan tantenya, dipaksa masuk pesantren untuk bekerja sebagai mbak dapur demi melindungi diri dari ancaman suami tantenya. Zaina terpaksa menikah dengan anak pertama kyai, karena kesalahpahaman. Mereka berdua harus saling beradaptasi, menghadapi gosip, dan mencari jalan menuju kebahagiaan meski penuh konflik.

Kirana si perempuan unik, dia jutek tapi cengeng, galak dan doyan gosip. Panji si pria kompleks, dia berhati lembut tapi juga temperamen, dia yang judes sekaligus serampangan. Usai lulus SMA, Panji menghilang dibawa angin, ditelan bumi, tidak ada satu pun teman sekolah yang tahu keberadaannya. Tapi kemudian setelah bertahun-tahun, dia kembali lagi ke kehidupan Kirana tanpa diduga. Mimpi-mimpi Kirana dibangunkan kembali meski kini dia sudah punya gandengan baru. Kirana dijungkir balikkan, dia mengaku cinta mati pada Panji, walau dia tahu resiko berhubungan dengan pria tanpa komitmen seperti Panji: dia hanya akan buang-buang waktu dalam penantian. Demi mengikat Panji agar tidak pergi lagi, Kirana nekat, dia mendesak supaya bisa tinggal bersama Panji, bahkan pingin mengandung anaknya. Berhasilkah cara licik Kirana? Apa pria bebas seperti Panji pada akhirnya tunduk pada sebuah ikatan? Mungkinkah mereka bersama selamanya? Atau Panji datang hanya untuk mematahkan hati Kirana untuk kedua kali? Kisah ini bukan hanya romantis, tapi juga diisi humor segar nan nyeleneh yang ajaib ^^

Editor yang satu ini, lebih killer dari dosen pembimbing. Bahkan, dosen killer bisa dibilang kamu dianggap sayur kangkung. Editor yang satu ini, melihatmu seperti steak juicy yang siap ia lahap. Si perfectionist yang menuntut segala kesempurnaan, editor rese yang membuatmu menyerah dan tak ingin meneruskan cita-cita yang terpendam. Editor galak yang menyuruh Ilene menulis cerita erotis. Dan membayangkan dirinya, membuat Ilene mengkhayal aneh. Ngomong-ngomong, siapa dalang di balik layar tersebut? Takdir mempertemukan keduanya di balik layar. Bagaimana jika takdir menuntut keduanya untuk bertemu secara langsung?

Hulog ng langit kung ituring ni Evie si Amora. Dumating ito sa buhay niya kung saan nasa gitna siya ng kagipitan. Pero sa tuwing nagtatama ang mga tingin nila ng ama nitong si Russell ay impyerno ang hatid niyon sa kanya— init na nagmumula sa kung saang hindi niya maintindihan. Mommy kung tawagin siya ni Amora gayong yaya lang naman siya nito. Paano kung ang susunod na offer sa kanya ni Russell ay hindi na bilang nanny ng anak niya? Paano rin kung sa paglipas ng panahon, hindi na siya kilalaning 'mommy' ni Amora? ----- Ang batang si Amora ay lalaking puno ng galit kina Evie at Russell. Hindi na siya ang inosenteng bata, kundi siya ay magiging si Gray, isang matapang at nakakatakot na nilalang. At tulad ni Evie ay magiging 'nanny' rin siya ng isang makapangyarihang mafia lord. Sa paglipas ng panahon ay magiging mortal silang kaaway. May pag-asa bang magkapatawaran o mananaig ang kasamaan? ---- Si Alliyah, isang batang naging parte ng misyon ni Gray na siiyang dahilan kung bakit lalambot ang pusong bato nito. Ngunit paano kung magaya si Alliyah kay Gray? Lumaki na puno ng pagkamuhi sa kanya. Anong gagawin ni Gray para maisalba ang batang nagpamulat sa kanya? ---- Tatlong babaeng may iba't ibang kwento pero may iisang tapang at prinsipyo. Mananaig ba ang kabutihan o aapaw ang kasamaan?

Book Title: Maid of a Millionaire Synopsis: "This time...you can't escape from me," bulong nya. Nagtubig ang ilalim ng mga mata ko nang bigkasin ko ang pangalan nya. "J-james...." And, yes. I feel in love with my boss. *** Ipinanganak sa mahirap na pamilya si Ella Balona kaya't pagkatapos gr-um-aduate ay kailangan nitong makahanap ng trabaho. Nagbakasakali naman ito sa Maynila at nakahanap ng trabaho bilang personal maid ng anak ng isa sa kinikilalang tao sa bansa. Nakilala nito ang arugante at mayabang nitong boss na si James David Lauren. Alam nyang ayaw sa kanya ng lalake at lahat ay ginawa mapaalis lang sya sa mansion pero dahil kailangan nya ng pera ay hindi sya nagpaapekto rito. Hindi mabilang ang naranasan nyang pagsubok sa kamay ng binata pero kahit gano'n ay hindi nya pa rin maitatangging kakaiba ang kagwapohan nito na kahit sa kanya ay umeepekto. Kaya nyang tanggapin kahit anong masasakit na salita para lamang maintindihan ang binata. Pero hanggang kelan? Paano kong tuluyan syang mahulog pero alam nyang bawal? Paano kung hinahanap-hanap nya ang maiinit nitong halik pero alam nyang ito ay kasalanan? Sana ba mapupunta ang pagmamahalan kung kalaban nyo na ang buo mundo? Kaya nya kayang ipagtanggol ang babaeng mahal nya?

Wet Confessions Thirty Taboo Tales You’ll Never Forget Some secrets are whispered. Some are moaned. And some are written between trembling thighs. From steamy offices and dimly lit confessionals to forbidden bedrooms and midnight rendezvous, Wet Confessions is a raw, unapologetically sexy collection of 30 taboo short stories that explore the desires we hide behind closed doors. Every story is a sin dressed in silk. Every character is someone you shouldn’t want but do. And every ending leaves you aching for more. These are the fantasies you never say out loud. The confessions you’d only whisper in the dark. And the kind of love you’re not supposed to crave. Read if you dare. Want more when you're done.

I saw a trending post on a werewolf forum: "How to get your mate to break the bond with you?" The poster said he was going to lie to his mate about going on a wilderness trial, but he was really planning to run off with his "true love." I silently scoffed. What a shameless scumbag. But the next day, my Alpha mate came home, smelling of another she-wolf. "For the future of our pack, I have to go on a lone wolf trial in the wilderness," he said. "We should temporarily break our mate bond." I looked at his phony face and nodded calmly. "Okay. Whatever you say. We'll break the bond tomorrow." Later, he took the family money and his lover and disappeared. But with his parents' support, I became an executive at the family company. He blew through all the money, ditched his lover, and came crawling back to the country, trying to win me over. But by then, I was already at my engagement party with another, far better Alpha. I said it from the beginning. He was the one who chose to abandon his family. Even if he wanted to come back, this place would be nothing but his personal hell.

When I see someone asking for help in an assignment related to the entrepreneur course on the college forum, I join the group chat using a student account. I even help refine several financial models and market strategies because of my job's nature. Everyone in the group chat is excited, to say the least. Every day, they keep calling me a genius while urging me to improve the details of the whole assignment. Two months later, the assignment's quality is very close to perfection. But the group chat suddenly goes silent. I scroll through the chat history out of curiosity, only to find out that the students have already created another group chat. "That senior isn't an official teammate of ours. Let's not tell her about us using this assignment for an upcoming competition." "Precisely! Our names are the only ones on the list! She'd better not steal the credit during tomorrow's finals!" "With one less person involved, we each get an additional tens of thousands of dollars' worth of rewards!" As I look at the screen, I just let out a soft chuckle. It appears that this isn't an assignment at all. But unfortunately for these students, I happen to be one of the judges sitting at the judging station tomorrow.

Via suffers from the disease of a visual hallucination; unable to distinguish the difference between the reality and hallucination whenever she was on its period. On the positive side, she was able to perform artistic talent on the stage and created a number of masterpieces based on what she sees in her hallucination period. Struggling with her disease, she became an ambitious painter since her childhood, has developed an extreme obsession with her talent in creating lifelike paintings as her only source of recovery. She had won numerous art competitions in various places enough to land her on a list of respected artists in her country of origin and popularity among her peers. However, this was not supported by her parents who lacked the proper knowledge in mental illness. She had been socially isolated for the twenty years of her life, as commanded by her helicopter parents. Determined to escape from the forced solitude and to treat her disease, she joined a prestigious art competition to achieve financial and emotional independence.

Her silky hair was a mess. Her makeup, ruined. Her dress wrinkled like she slept on it. She was there, but her mind, elsewhere. Her eyes went to me. Her lips curled into a lazy smile. In every step she gave, my heart sank thinking she would fall. “What happened to you? Are you okay?” I rushed towards her. Her face twisted with disgust. “Oh, perfect Bella. The golden girl. Always correct. Always the best.” “What…” “Perfect Bella. Has the best grades. She doesn't have to fight to get into college, colleges fight over her.” “Emma, you are drunk.” “Perfect Bella doesn't drink. She is as pure as water. Saint Bella.” Her eyes glinted. “Perfect Bella doesn't sleep with her best friend's husband.” My body froze as a wave of chill ran through my spine. “What… what are you talking about?” She leaned in, her breath thick with alcohol, “Where do you think Marcus is? Why do you think I can barely walk straight? Is it hard to believe he took me and not you to that bad that was supposed to be yours?” My heart clenched. Tears started forming in my eyes. It didn't take long till they gave up to gravity. He… he didn't. We'd promised this morning. He couldn't. “He wouldn't.” ***** It's been a year, but the scars are still there. My past echoing in my head reminding me of everything that happened since that day. Every time I open my eyes in the morning to see... nothing. “You only get hurt by the ones you love the most.” “You only get betrayed by the ones you trust the most.” What happens when these two misbeliefs collide? ***** I hope I wrote this book good enough to make you feel it. Obrigada.☺️