You Put A Spell On Me Hocus Pocus

Elena Halloway. Perfect by all means, be it in looks, virtues and talent. Unrivalled by all, she was happy. She had accomplished her dream, stood at the top of the entertainment world and was loved by all. But soon, that all came crashing down. "Why...? Did I do something wrong? Am I the reason for all of this?" Driven by despair, she couldn't help but sink to the floor. "Why? Did I ask for any of this? Why me of all people?" "Why? That's a question you should ask yourself." And with that, he left. That was the very moment she realised, the world put on a facade. Deceiving themselves and her as well. In the face of the accident, she was left with nothing but trauma and pain. Thrown away like a broken doll, she was left to be played with by fate. Twisting and contorting her limbs, hung on a string. She was powerless. They were all slave to fate. But when fate decided to give her a saving grace, she decided to make the best of it. After all, who could've imagined that she would be able to achieve redemption?

Billinaire, playboy, and a supreme poker, Erebus had a perfect life at hand, but his trouble never stops, because the fancy life was just a cover of his true identity -- the Alpha of the City's underground Werewolf kingdom. Knowing full well that Perses -- once his friend, his brother and his beta wanted his life, Erebus went right into another of Perses's death traps, only to came out with a bigger trouble: he mated a little witch.

When she learnt that she is a witch her life turned upside down, yet she never wanted magic to control her life. It all changed once she found out she accidently began casting a spell she needs to complete before her 30th birthday. Now, she can either make her fated one kiss her, or she will die… The problem is, her destined person is immune to magic, which will her uneasy task even more complicated. Find out where the ill fate will lead a beginner witch and a cold man in expensive suit…

“Heidi, call me a monster. Call me a beast. Fuck, call me the Devil. It does not change the way I feel about you.” “How about the way ‘I’ feel about you?” I whisper. “This hatred—built from love, passion… trust.” Hunter gently takes my hand and interlocks it with his before placing both on his chest. He then leans down to bump his forehead on mine, making me close my eyes and sigh as it drives in me sensations that cause me to crumble. “I love you, Heidi…” he whispers—doesn’t do good for my eyes bleeding more tears. “…and I will let the world burn for you.” ~ H E I D I I’ve lived twenty-two years but never seen a man like Hunter. He has killed everyone I know and is bound to do more, which is why I’m determined to stop him, if only I wouldn’t have to deal with these emotions—old feelings clashing with new ones; love and hate—that make me want to squash his heart one moment, then piece it up the next. But I know I can’t hang between these feelings forever. I have to choose, and quickly. H U N T E R I am told she is dangerous, a being forbidden from existence. Yet, I find myself protecting her. I shouldn’t, but I do. Then I realize she isn’t the threat. Where danger lies is with my feelings—ones that I must not have, that will be my downfall. To be that creature feared by all, I need to be the man with nothing to lose. But now I have so much to lose. Even nature has fated our Love to be doomed and will see to its vow that one of us is destroyed.

Elena had once believed that silence could mean safety. That a gentle hand and a warm cup of tea placed quietly on her desk every morning could be a form of love. Lucien was never cruel—not in the obvious ways. He remembered how she liked her eggs, noticed when she swapped her perfume, and sent flowers on days he knew she wouldn’t expect them. He raised her like one would raise a pet—softly, without question. And Elena, foolish in the way only the very lonely can be, mistook his quiet affection for devotion. She told herself he was reserved. Mysterious. That love didn’t always wear its heart on its sleeve. But when the old flame returned—the one who spoke his language without needing to try—Elena saw it. The difference. He looked at her like a man who had found his lost religion. And Elena? She had simply been convenient. No tears, no scene. Just papers on the breakfast table, beside the eggs he cooked perfectly. She didn’t accuse or beg. She only asked for freedom. He didn’t sign. He chuckled. A soft, dismissive sound. “A cat raised indoors doesn’t know how to survive on the street, Elena. You’ll come back." But she didn’t. She disappeared, like smoke—except she didn’t vanish, not really. She lived. She wore colour again. Laughed at bad jokes. Let strange men hand her coffee and ask for her number. Lucien? He watched. He watched her become someone without him. And it drove him mad. The night he cornered her outside the gallery, rain in his hair and desperation in his eyes, he looked like a man undone. "Elena," he breathed, "please. Look at me. Just once." She did. Calm as ever, and her love already gone.

When a group of disgruntled teens cast a spell to get revenge on their bullies, they are shocked to discover Damien is more than just talk. He literally has the girl who humiliated him on a leash, Mr popular is reduced to a drooling love-slave, and even the schools most prolific bully has been tamed. Everything is great... until it's not. As the spell runs its course, it becomes apparent that someone in the group isn't so innocent. The only way to end the spell is to forgive, but is Damien willing to give up his hold over the beautiful Belle?

(Ship of Temptation 1) Isang cruise ship ang handa ng maglayag para dalhin ka sa init ng kaligayahan. Hindi inaasahan ni Wommie na sa pagtapak niya sa isang misteryosong barko, makikilala niya doon ang lalaking nagtatago sa maskara na siyang bibihag at handang maging alipin niya. Wommie Wundt, the woman who put a leash on her cold-hearted boss.

He approaches, stalking me, I take several cautionary steps back, in shock. "What are you? "I whisper, my throat threatening to close in panic. "I said I would answer your questions but I don’t think you’re ready to know what I would answer to that one." Yolie Bruzain was hit by a car three years ago. She has always suspected supernatural forces were involved in her miraculous recovery. When an enigmatic Greek billionaire kidnaps and forcibly keeps her in his Villa, she realizes her suspicions are totally justified. Cause nothing is what it seems... Not even she, is who she thinks.

In the high end world of high finance, secretary Rose finds herself at the mercy of her demanding boss, billionaire CEO Nathan. Nathan is a rude,controlling masculine chunk of a man, his every order seems to seek to overwhelm Rose " I want a cup of coffee from Starbucks,with precisely three pumps of caramel and a little spurt of vanilla. Make sure the cream is dolloped,not sprayed. Oh, and it should be 42 degrees Fahrenheit exactly." "What?" I didn't know when the word slipped from my mouth—what was that all about? I stood stunned. But when their professional relationship turns into a sizzling affair, Rose is swept up in a whirlwind of passion and deceit. Rose must also make a choice, a choice that'll determine everything. Would Nathan have his way again? Or is Rose simply delaying the inevitable?

Alexey was once the funniest kindest heart, she trains the teen werewolves, and takes care of the Pack's chores as she tends to heal the wounds of her pack. But she was cursed from the day she was born, being a hybrid, half witch and half werewolf caught the eyes of the most powerful creatures in the world. A wizard, a Lycan, and An Angel. Alexey thought she would have a happy normal life with her human mate but everything went wrong when the king of lycans was after her powers. The wizard is after her heart and the angel wants to eliminate her. Would she be able to fight the most powerful creatures on her own? Or would she accept being used for her powers? Can she find love in all this mess being a target for three powerful men?