Where The Wild Things Are

Isang gabing pagtatagpo, kapwa nahanap ni Chrisia at Errol ang comfort sa isa't isa. Nadala ng init ng gabi at natagpuan ang sarili sa bisig ng isa't isa. Nagbunga ang gabing iyon at pinili niyang itago ang bata. Lumipas ang limang taon, kasal na siya kay Michael, tinanggap nito ang bata ngunit nalaman niyang si Errol ay ang long lost son ng kaniyang asawa. Hanggang kailan niya itatago ang katotohanan? Paano kung magising na lang siyang nahulog na ang loob niya sa kaniyang stepson? May mga sikretong mabubunyag pero hanggang saan tutungo ang maling pagmamahal?

BABALA: Hindi ito kwento ng tamang pag-ibig. Ito ay kwento ng tukso, init, at bawal na pagnanasa. Rated SPG – Striktong Patnubay at Gabay ng matatanda ang kailangan. May maiinit na eksena, maseselang tagpo, at wild na panunukso na hindi para sa mahihina ang loob. Kung ikaw ay inosente, konserbatibo, o madaling ma-turn on… basa sa sariling pananagutan. Pero kung handa ka sa isang kasalanang hindi mo pagsisisihan... then come closer. Uncle Wild is waiting. ******* Pleasure Me, Uncle Wild An Erotic Romance by [Zairaliyah_dezai] ******* Cheerleader. Campus darling. Girlfriend ng pinakapopular na varsity player sa unibersidad. Sa mata ng lahat, perfect na ang buhay ni Asia—hanggang sa masaksihan niyang mismo ang pagkawasak nito. Sa loob ng madilim at amoy-klorox na banyo ng gym, nakita niya ang pinakamalupit na pagtataksil—ang nobyo niyang si Jasper, nakikipagtalik sa mismong bestfriend niyang si Trista. Punit ang puso, nanginginig ang katawan... pero bago pa man siya tuluyang masiraan ng bait, isang lalaking estranghero ang biglang sumugod sa eksena. Matangkad. Mapanganib. Matipuno. At may tinig na parang kasalanan ang bawat salitang binibitawan. "Uncle Wild!" sigaw ni Jasper. Asia's breath hitched. Sa halip na galit at luha, isang mas matinding init ang gumapang sa kanyang katawan. Sino siya? Bakit ang isang titig lang niya'y parang kayang burahin ang lahat ng sakit? At bakit, sa bawat iglap, tila gusto na niyang isuko ang sarili sa lalaking masyadong bawal... pero masyadong masarap? Handa ka na bang matukso sa lalaking hindi mo dapat ginugustong mahalin? Dahil minsan, ang kasalanan… ay nagsisimula sa isang sulyap. ---

Jada prayed and asked God to provide a miracle that would be a solution to her family’s problems. They had always been poor, but this was the worst situation they had ever been in. Her father had to be taken to the hospital two weeks ago, and she had become the sole provider for their home. Marilou had given them what money she had that she could to help, but she wasn’t exactly rolling in money herself. The young girl had a huge responsibility placed upon her shoulders, but she was determined not to lose their home or have the children sent to foster care. She had been waiting tables and using her tips to buy gas and groceries, but it was barely enough most days. Her paycheck had not been enough to pay all the bills since her father had let them get so far behind. Mrs. DeRoya cleared her throat, signaling that she would answer the girl. “Miss Pence, I only had one child, my son Brayden here. My husband was also an only child. So, unless Brayden produces an heir, our bloodline here in the United States is lost. What we need is a surrogate to carry the child. If you sign the contract, when the child is born you will receive one million dollars to take your siblings and go have a good life,” she said, staring at her without emotion.

"You look good," I said to Chloe at humakbang ako palapit sa kaniya. Kunot ang noo niya na nakatingin lang sa akin. "Kahit balot na balot ka, my body is still reacting." I grabbed her hand na natatakpan ng kumot at pinakapa ko sa kaniya ang nabuhay ko na naman na pagkalalaki. I saw how her eyes grew bigger again and I winked at her. "Nice meeting you, Chloe." ****** Trace a.k.a The Orgy King. The Panty Ripper. His sworn brother called him funny names but he knows what he is. A spawn by Satan. Ipinanganak para pasakitin ang ulo ng amang labis niyang kinamumuhian. He fuck around like a rabbit. Party here and there. But his fave sport will always involve dark and bad. A walking sin. Trace will soon realize that karma really is a bitch. Organization. Friendship. Brotherhood. Trace Dimagiba might be the most hateful man in Foedus Organization but he'll soon realize that even the devil himself deserves redemption. In the form of the feisty and beautiful woman who sauntered into his life– Chloe. His light and his end game. ****** This is a story that is close to real mafia life. If you are a sucker for romance and a simple plot, better not read this!!!

Richard, a 49 year old widower with two daughters. Richard had spent his life devoting his time to his girls and to his work. Ava, a 23 year old girl from a countryside with little or no knowledge on how to survive in Bellamy- city of bright lights and dreams and fortunes. These two crossing paths could only be coincidental as they lead different lives with a huge age gap between. But, maybe they were waiting for each other all their lives to fill the gaps. It would take a lot to be together. But how much can one take? An angry girlfriend. A selfish daughter. They'll find out that love is never enough!

Aeden had been married to Dean for 4 years now and yet she still found out new things about him every day. Their love was so strong it transcended worlds. But what they would soon find out was that their souls also transcended the universe but in a very different way; one that they could never have conceived of. I have NOT abandoned this story. I am finishing my other story, Raised by Gods. Once RBG is finished I will only be working on this until it is finished.

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Badass, hot and untamable, Adam Garcia didn't earn the nickname 'The Wild One' from his fans for nothing. He's a sports enthusiast who loves risky adventures, especially in his dealings with the opposite sex. He fucks but never gives his heart, and he's determined to never let a woman shake him from his bad boy image. That is, until he meets a masked woman at a New Year's Eve masquerade party and he's instantly drawn in by her amber eyes. When she tells him about the legend of the kiss of eternal love which is supposed to make two people who meet on New Year's Eve and kiss at exactly midnight on New Year to love each other forever, Adam kisses her just to prove the legend wrong, but he's in for a shock. Who is the woman behind the mask, and why can't he stop dreaming about her? Is the Legend Of The Kiss Of Eternal Love real, and will it be enough to make Adam finally give love a chance? WARNING!!! THIS BOOK CONTAINS STEAMY CONTENT THAT IS TARGETED AT AN AUDIENCE OF 18+. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!

There are monsters in this world. And they used to be us. Now it's time to euthanize to survive in a hospice where Emily, a woman haunted by her past, only wants to do her job and be the best mother possible. Post-infection Chicago. Christmas. Inside The Hospice, Emily and her fellow nurses do their rounds. Here, men and women live out their final days in comfort, segregated from society, and are then humanely terminated before fate turns them into marrow-craving monsters known as ‘Smilers.’ Outside these imposing walls, rabid protesters swarm with signs, caught up in the heat of their hatred. Emily, a woman haunted by her past, only wants to do her job and be the best mother possible. But in a world where mortality means nothing, where guns are drawn in fear and nobody seems safe anymore – at what cost will this pursuit come? And through it all, the soon to be dead remain silent, ever smiling. Such is their curse. It won't be long before that snow-speckled ground will be salted by blood. ©️ Crystal Lake Publishing

Being the daughter of a mafia, Grusha Aslanov didn't lead the typical luxury, spoiled life. Not when she was accused of her mother's death which made her hate herself more than her family did. She lived with the worst emotion one could ever have. Regret. She regretted her birth. She was not satisfied with the mental damage her mother's death caused as she thought she deserved a worse punishment. That is why she didn't even protest when her brother and father abused her every day and night until her body went numb because she thought she deserved it. She had no feelings, no emotions, nothing. She was a numb body with scars on her that each contained a tragic tale. She was a living death until the devil takes interest in unfolding her every story. Mature content warning!!! Triger warnings: physical abuse, mention of blood, mention of self harming, torture!!!