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Aiza adalah seorang gadis cantik berkerudung yang sedang melakukan PKL di sebuah sekolah swasta yang sudah ditentukan oleh kampusnya. Selama melaksanakan tugas, ia dan teman-temannya sering merasa jengkel dengan sikap Riyan, anak pemilik Yayasan tersebut. Namun demi sebuah nilai yang baik, mereka harus tetap melaksanakan aturan. Hampir 2 tahun menyelesaikan kuliah, Aiza masih belum mendapat pekerjaan. Ditambah lagi hatinya yang hancur, karena Fadlan pria yang ia sukai ternyata melamar teman baiknya sendiri, Yunita. Akhirnya, Aiza diterima mengajar di sekolah swasta tempat ia melaksanakan PKL dulu. Sikapnya yang cuek dan terkesan menutup diri, justru menarik perhatian Riyan yang kini sudah menduda. Hingga pria yang ia benci itu, secara tiba-tiba datang melamarnya. Bagaimana kisah selanjutnya? Apakah Aiza akan jatuh cinta pada Riyan, pria yang dia benci? Silahkan dibaca...

Executive Secretary si Jonie ng isa sa pinakamayamang negosyante sa bansa na si Kenneth Enriquez. Di tulad ng ibang mga babae na nagkakandarapa sa Boss nya, sya lang ang natatanging walang interest dito. Ayaw nyang maging laruan ng amo nya, may plano pa cya sa buhay lalo na't nag-iisa nyang tinataguyod ang Mama nyang may Cancer. Sa di inaasahang pagkakataon ay nalaman nito na nangangailangan cya ng malaking halaga para sa pagpapagamot ng Mama nya. Inalok cya nito ng sampung milyon kapalit ang pagkababae nya at manirahan kasama ito sa iisang bubong sa loob ng tatlong bwan. Nung una ay ayaw nyang pumayag pero wala cyang magagawa. Hindi nya makakain ang prinsipyo nya at buhay ng Mama nya ang nakataya dito. Hanggang sa isang gabi ay nasampal cya nito dahil sa selos.... "Siguro ibabalik ko nalang ang pera mo Sir.. Hindi ko po kasi kayang makipag mabutihan sa lalaking nananakit ng babae. Bahala na po kung saan ako kukuha ng pang opera ng Mama ko pero ayaw ko din isaalang-alang ang buhay ko.." "Babe please!... I'm not as bad as you think. Hindi ko din alam kung bakit ko nagawa sayo yun...first time nangyari sa akin to, hindi ko na kilala ang sarili ko..." "Nakapag desisyon na po ako Sir.. aalis nalang po ako dito sa condo nyo." "Please stay... Hindi ko kukunin ang pera sayo.... sayo na yun.. para sa Mama mo, pero hindi na kita aangkinin, walang mangyayari sa atin sa loob ng tatlong buwan...wag ka lang umalis dito..." Gusto nyang pumayag...bentahe lahat sa kanya ang kondisyon ng boss nya pero ang hindi nya sigurado ay kung kakayanin nya ang pang-aakit nito sa kanya kahit pa sabihing walang mangyayari sa kanila. Masyadong matagal ang tatlong buwan para matiis nya ang karisma ng isang Kenneth Enriquez.

I'm Hazel, 27 years old. Five years na ang lumipas simula nang umalis ako sa Pilipinas para itago ang pagbubuntis ko sa lalaking naka one night stand ko noon. Now I already have 2 kids, twins. Paano na lang kaya kung malalaman niyang may dalawa siyang anak? Magugulat ang lahat kapag nalaman nila na ang kilalang tirador ng mga babae ay may mga anak na pala. Masisira kaya ang reputasyon niya?

Book 2 Big City Wolves Stand Alone Novel. Warning: BDSM, hot steamy, unsensored. Toronto looks all buttoned up on the outside, but when the night falls things always get hot. Tara Travers’ in a pickle. Her lowlife baby brother put her there. He’s been skimming off the top of the payments to his Alpha he was supposed to deliver to him. Then he took it to the Wild Wolf and gambled it away. Last night he lost big. Alpha Elmwood wants his money now, or Tara won’t have a pack or a brother. Eddie, her brother, has skipped town, but she wasn’t so lucky. Now, it’s up to her to get the money back. That means she has to cheat the house. A house run by a very shady Alpha. Alpha Calvin Nichols of the Crimson Nights. The Wild Wolf is a shifter only private members club where powerful shifters go to explore their vices. From gambling to a sex dungeon and everything in between Cal’s club provides it. He’s a dominant wolf and he’s got rules. Well, until he’s surprised by Tara, his fated mate, who might be just as corrupt as he is. Or too innocent for her own good. Then he’ll rewrite the rules as they go along. What will Tara do when she’s caught by the sexy, tattooed Alpha Cal and her plans go awry? Instead of being kicked out of his territory or killed. Tara finds herself chained to the club as Alpha Cal’s new personal submissive and her training begins immediately. Tara won’t believe the physical evidence of their fated mate status. After she can’t believe in fated or the Moon Goddess, her life sucks too much.

My boyfriend’s cousin went to live at his place after her divorce. Not only did she have a five-year-old, but she was even pregnant. She regarded my boyfriend as her support as if it were her right and blamed me for everything. She thought I had taken away her cousin. At a family gathering one day, her son splashed a drink at me and yelled, "You’re not allowed to steal my dad!"

My fiancé's true love was diagnosed with an incurable disease. Her last request? "I want your bridal gown, your wedding, your fiancé, and you to be our wedding witness." She donned the gown I had made for myself, wore the jewelry I had chosen for my special day, and took my fiancé's arm. She stole my marriage. I thought I would endure it—for the sake of a dying woman. But that wasn't enough for her. Soon, she attended an auction to buy the only thing I had left from my late mother. I watched as she and my ex drove the price of Mom's white nephrite bracelet up to a staggering 27,000,000 dollars. The people I had called family had drained me dry. I was at my wit's end. I couldn't afford to keep the bracelet any longer. I was about to lose my mother's keepsake—until a calm, cool voice echoed above the din. "40,000,000." The crowd fell silent. The mysterious scion of the Kenway family had spoken. And he added, "A gift for me to the ever-elegant Miss Taylor Jones." I thanked him. "I'll repay you for this, Mr. Kenway. Slowly, but surely!" He frowned. "Hold on. Don't you remember me, Taylor?" "Huh?!"

Half a year after our divorce, my ex-husband became a trending topic online. His current wife, who had just given birth, jumped off a building. When she jumped, she was clutching a printed, 98-page copy of the "Cloves Family Code of Conduct." The reason for her suicide? She couldn’t buy discounted groceries online. A reporter came to interview me and asked, "Excuse me, were you also given the same family rules?"

A gaming-obsessed recluse, mooching off his parents and on the verge of getting kicked out of the house? No, this was the night a stock market prodigy was born! A single phone call from his guild master changed everything. "Don't you dare quit the game! Starting tomorrow, you're working at my firm. You'll be on salary, free to slack off, and it won't interfere with your gaming time!" What the—?! His guild leader was actually a financial titan? The elite investors at the private equity firm scoffed. "A clueless rookie who doesn't even know how to read a candlestick chart? Let's see how long it takes for him to quit in disgrace!" But then— "A worthless penny stock? Watch me go all in." What followed was ten straight days of a parabolic rally. The entire trading floor was left in stunned silence. "Holy—?! This guy's a newbie? He's a freaking market whisperer!" From scorn and contempt to groveling at his feet, the elites clung to his leg as if it were their lifeline. From 'Dieselgate' to exploding smartphones, every corporate scandal became his personal feast to harvest the world's wealth. And when Wall Street bared its fangs, plotting to crush domestic companies, he raised the banner and rallied the nation's capital to his cause! Channeling his most familiar in-game strategy, he issued the command, "Bros, on me—let's go raid Wall Street's home server!" That day, Wall Street lost its mind. The global markets screamed in turmoil, and the chairman of the NASDAQ was begging for a truce by morning. Facing the press, Elon Shaw only shrugged. "Market whisperer? Hardly. I just opened 999 loot boxes and maxed out my luck stat, that's all..."

He shattered her heart to avenge a past that wasn’t hers. Now he desires her in his bed—as his wife. Marceline Valino once believed in love. She gave her heart—and her innocence—to Cross Dejava, the boy who whispered promises in the dark, igniting dreams of a forever that felt so real. But by morning, her world was left in ruins. Private photos were leaked, her name dragged through the mud, and at the eye of the storm? Cross, smirking, cold, and ruthless. “You mean nothing to me,” he said, delivering a blow that would leave scars. “You’re just the bastard daughter of my father’s mistress.” His vengeance had never aimed at her heart; it was meant to punish the daughter for her mother’s sins—an ex-lover who had torn his family apart. Pregnant and abandoned, Marceline begged for mercy, but all she received was the echo of his silence. When she lost the child, she lost every last piece of the girl she used to be. Now, five years later, she’s preparing to return—broke, desperate, and willing to do anything to save her ailing mother. Anything… except this. Because the man extending a lifeline isn’t a savior. It’s Cross. And he has no desire for her heartfelt apologies; he craves her complete submission. A contract marriage awaits her. No love. No escape. No mercy. But Marceline isn’t the naive girl he once broke. She’s a woman who has risen from the ashes, ready to play his game. And as the pieces of their lives fall into place, she’s determining when—exactly—she will ignite a fire that could burn it all down. The future promises a reckoning, and she's preparing to seize it.

The boy, George Larson, whom I once saved as a child, when he was struggling with asthma, repaid my kindness by imprisoning me for seven long years. "Luna, you're my everything. I won’t let you out of my sight," he said, his voice filled with obsession. He tied my hands and feet, keeping me bound to the bed like a helpless doll, but I did not love him; I wanted to escape. In his madness, he set fire to my family’s ancestral home. The last traces of the Sachs burned to ashes, disappearing into the wind. He said that since my home was gone, I could just live with him and that it would be my new home. However, because I refused to let him touch me, he found someone else—a girl with a beauty mark under her eye, just like mine. The girl, drunk on his affection, thought I was trying to imitate her by faking the same tear-shaped mark. In a fit of jealousy, she gouged out my eyes. My face was covered with tiny, bleeding holes, blood streaming down my body. When George came home, the girl gleefully stuffed me into a trash bag, proud of her handiwork. “George, look! I caught some trash that broke into the house!” George did not even glance at me. He just loosened his tie, his voice calm and detached. “Just toss it where trash belongs.”