A Home For Lonely Souls

Sa murang edad, maagang namulat si Elisia Delgado sa hirap ng buhay. Sa paglipas ng panahon, hindi nagbago ang kanyang sitwasyon, ngunit sa gitna ng kanyang paglaki, natutunan niyang maging matatag at mangarap para sa sarili. Ang buhay ay mahirap ngunit madaling maging matatag, iyon ang naging panlaban ni Elisia. Sa kabila ng lahat, mawawala ba ang kanyang lakas ng loob sa pagdating ng isang lalaki sa kanyang buhay? Lalo na't siya ay unti-unti nang nahuhulog sa lalaking ito. Mahina nga ba ang mga babae pagdating sa pag-ibig? Dahil tila ba nawawala na ang kanyang lakas. Ano kaya ang gagawin ni Elisia kung ang nagiging hadlang sa kanyang pangarap ay ang siyang magpapaibig sa kanya nang wagas?

Mahira dijebak oleh seorang pria berhati iblis, hingga ia mengandung. Tak mau membuat orang tua malu, Mahira putuskan untuk pergi jauh dan merahasiakan kehamilannya dari semua. Sayang, saat perjalanan kabur itu Mahira diculik. Tak disangka, yang menculik adalah si pria iblis yang membuat hidupnya berantakan. Lantas, apa yang akan Mahira alami? Siapa sebenarnya pria yang menculiknya ini? Kenapa ia diculik dan ditawan? Akankah Mahira dan bayinya selamat dari orang-orang yang berusaha mencelakai?

What happens when a wedding planner has to work alongside a temperamental and annoying bride's brother to plan the wedding of the year? Chaos, pure chaos. The last thing Violet needed was a man to touch her slightly not so flat stomach (or perhaps it was a little more than slightly not to flat) and press her against a wall. She wasn't a model, and she knew it. So naturally, she just sucks her stomach in. Violet prided herself on creating the best weddings society has ever seen, the last thing she needed was to go head to head with the bride's brother, when planning Melbourne's biggest wedding of the year. Alex was everything Violet could dream about, but not touch. Handsome, built straight out of a magazine with the six pack. Was his interest in Violet genuine, or just another charm for the bedrest?

Rita got the opportunity to study in Picaremore University and find herself entagled with the movers and shakers of that society. As she journeyed through the series of event in a bid to find her identity and love, she became a prey for the wounded mafia lord and as she strives to get her freedom, things became more complicated as a steamy romance ensued.

Meet Hermione Hass, a college student who decides to look for a job to pay for her studies. When she meets Spencer Pawlan, a company owner who is terribly sexy, she sees him as a potential crush, knowing he's far too impossible for someone like her. However, Spencer harbors a very significant secret—why does he want more than one assistant close to him? Each of them shares something in common with Hermione. But by the time she realizes the terrible secret, it might already be too late. Do womanizers change? I think Hermione had found the answer.

This isn't a fairytale. Mirror Mirror on the wall. A fairytale that became her fall. “Over my dead body will I let a man whore father my child. You're in every way incapable, irresponsible and definitely incompetent of becoming a father.” She said with a smile. "Stop acting like a saint, you're not one. You're only pregnant because you're a slut yourself, so what exactly is the difference between you and me?” She stepped up to him with a mocking smile. “Maybe, I'll show him pictures.” Anger flared up inside him. Who the fuck does she think she is? “Show him pictures!?" His fingers grabbed her throat. His eyes held hers. She didn't flinch, instead, a small smile played on her lips. Crazy ass bitch. He isn't used to being challenged. “I don't need to beg you for anything.” He growled. "You have no other option.” She scoffed. "I have a lot of options, Kim.” He continued. "I can take him away from you after birth,” “I want to see you try.” The smile on his face told her otherwise. “What will you do? Take me to court? Fight for custody?” He chuckled. “I can bribe the whole fucking court.” Her heart skipped a beat. No. "You don't get to decide.” He lit a cigarette. "Everything will go my way.” "It'll not!” “Maybe I'll show him your pictures. Or let you visit him once a week, who knows?" He shrugged. “This is my child!" She screamed, tears welled up in her eyes. “So it's either you do as I say, or I'll do as I please." “What do you want?" Hot tears rolled down her cheeks. “Where I come, illegitimate children aren't accepted in the family." “I'm not marrying you!" “I'll never marry you!" She screamed. "You have no choice..”

Apa yang kalian pikirkan tentang kehidupan manusia di masa depan? Memiliki mobil tanpa sopir, siaran acara dengan hologram? atau kehidupan yang ditemani oleh robot pintar? Dan itulah yang terjadi di masa depan. Kita dapat bepergian dengan mobil tanpa awak yang terbang dengan kecepatan cepat. Semua acara dapat menggunakan hologram. Perangkat komunikasi hanya dengan sebuah chip. Namun, bagaimana jika di masa depan umat manusia tidak tahu bagaimana cara memasak? Mereka hanya mencampur adukkan semua bahan yang membuat cita rasa bahan itu menghilang. Inilah perjalanan Manyura, seorang model di tahun 2020, yang akan memperkenalkan cara memasak ke dunia masa depan. Melalui memasak, dia mendapatkan keluarga baru dan cinta yang sangat indah.

*Excerpt* My gaze met Sergio's. He didn't look away. I couldn't look away either. It felt like there was an invisible magnet pulling us towards each other. He looked away, breaking us from the trance. "Are you sure you're okay, Nicole?" "Come inside." He shook his head. "I was worried, and—" "Come inside, let's talk." He shook his head again, unyieldingly. "We're already talking." "Are you scared?" I asked in a challenging voice, my gazed fixed on him. "What are you so scared of?" "Nicole..." "To answer your question, no, Sergio, I'm not okay." "What's bothering you?" The vulnerability in his eyes towards me was palpable. It was my chance to act. I couldn't afford to waste it. "You," I replied, my gaze still boring into his. "And your fiancee. I couldn't bear watching you together." Sergio swallowed, his Adam's apple bobbing. "I was jealous, Sergio." • *Blurb* In a turn of events, Juliana bears witness to the brutal murder of her father—a sight she never thought she'd witness. Amidst the turmoil, she finds out she's their next target, but somehow, she manages to evade them. Determined to seek closure and justice for what happened to her father, Juliana takes on a new identity as Nicole and embarks on a quest for vengeance against the masterminds. With a heart hardened by grief, she takes on the journey. A journey that would test her limits and push her to do unthinkable things. Will she succeed? Follow her on this journey as she confronts the demon of her past.

“I'm not just the vampire king of tales, Ellie. I'm a talented artist.” Vanchure said with every stroke he made on the canvas with his paintbrush. “So you can either be the one posing on my couch, behind the canvas, or be the one whose blood I will use in replacement for paints.” In a mystical world named Shirlon, there was a division of two powerful mythical creatures, two great kingdoms, with two great rulers. Speaking of which were the Black Pack, the werewolves, and the Thorx Coven, the vampire with the respect of law and order. These two kingdoms had a ball of symbiosis where they worked hand in hand to maintain their stable world. The werewolves were considered as the soldiers, the ones left to do the tough and dirty jobs within both kingdoms. While the soldiers had the day and night to themselves, the vampire blossomed in the dark. The vampires were also known as Royalties. They've been known to have ancient riches, making them superior to the soldiers. In these two kingdoms, they had their kings. Eamonn, Alpha of Black Pack, and Vanchure, king of Thorx Coven. They had maintained the order of peace and had always set their boundaries between each other until Ellie came along. Ellie was born of the soldiers, just a commoner that the Alpha of her Pack proclaimed as a mate. Ellie was set on a path to rescue her missing sister from the hands of the vampire king, Vanchure. But on her first encounter with that handsome devil, her whole life takes a different turn.

It was the year of 1500 and it was currently the Medieval Times. There was a Kingdom somewhere in Europe named Argania which was ruled by King Natan many years from now. In the Moonlit night and starry skies, a twin sisters was born with a case of being an Albino which is a rare occurrence on their Land and they were named Yve and Luna. As they grew up they were kept isolated away from the crowd to avoid dangerous circumstance that might arouse the Arganians curiousity. After a certain year, a plague suddenly arises on their land completely wiping away numbers of population in the Kingdom of Argania and the only cure they believe about is the Blood of an Albino. Will Yve and Luna be able to survive together from selfish and brutal deeds the people intended to do with their bodies? Will they be able to survive the crisis they are facing and the revelation that are bound to come?