Elden Ring

My fiance told me, "When you grow flowers more colorful than Dimonous roses, we'll get married in a rose garden." With that as my goal, I worked day and night to care for the roses. Until one day when his first love said she wanted to see a rain of roses, my fiance shoveled 50 acres of my roses to make her smile. "Jeffrey, will Audrey be mad at us?" Jeffrey took out a ten-karat diamond ring from his pocket and knelt on one knee. "It doesn't matter. The only person I love is you." Pain pierced my heart. I called home, "Dad, if I break up with him, is the offer still open? Can I still inherit the family fortune?"

"I love you, I really really do~ please marry me" I closed my eyes in fear as I kneeled in front of the devil itself who had his hands warped around the female lead. The next thing I knew I stood in the wedding hall wearing the white suit while in front of the Villain itself putting the ring on my finger. "Now I declare you as husband and hu-husband? you may kill your husband" It was supposed to be a straight Otome game where I was supposed to be dead while saving the FL. But here and I married to the villain itself. "WHEN DID IT TURN INTO BL?" I don't own the cover as I just did the editing of the art and credit goes to its owner

"You'll always be my Luna. Once Amy dies, everything goes back to normal." Normal? There's nothing normal about watching your mate fall in love with his dying first love. Nothing normal about birthing your dead son alone while your husband plans another woman's birthday party. I gave Noah everything...my love, my body, my career, five years of my life. He gave me a dead baby and a wedding ring covered in blood. So when Alpha Liam--the most powerful Alpha in our world--who once wanted me, offers protection, freedom, and revenge? I take it. And oh, I will be back to torture that motherfucker!

Simpleng babae si Irene na may simpleng buhay at pangarap, ngunit ang lahat ng simple at tahimik niyang araw araw ay gagambalain ng pagsulpot ng isang estrangherong makikilala niya sa pangalang Tisoy. Kung paano ganun kabilis na sumulpot sa buhay niya ang binata ay ganun ring kabilis siyang nahulog dito. Ngunit isang araw ay bigla na lamang itong hindi na nagpakita sa kanya at ng mag krus ulit ang kanilang landas iba na ang katauhan at pangalan nito. Isa na itong milyonaryo at nagiisang tagapagmana pero ang masakit para kaya Irene ay hindi na siya nito nakikilala.

Book #4 in the Trio Legacies series: This book focuses on the wolves Caleb and Fatima, former lovers who break up after finding out that they aren't mates. Caleb goes on to work in a local rehabilitation facility where he meets Ciara, a rogue wolf. She was found strung out on drugs in the middle of the forest. Time and therapy reveal that she escaped from a she-wolf sex trafficking ring where her mother is still being held. And she's Caleb's mate. Fatima goes to college, trying to find out how she can help the larger pack. And there she finds her mate, a human who hides so many secrets that she almost loses him before he is even hers.

Destiny is something we all believe to be fixed right? Something that we can't fight against. Pero naisip mo na ba kahit minsan na baka ang tadhana ay para ring tao? Na pwedeng magbago ang isip? Na pwedeng may baguhin sa isang parte ng isang kwento sa kahit anong oras niya gusto? They say some stories end not with a happy ending, but some people also believe that a story's real ending is a happy one. Because, after all, that's what we all deserve right? Happiness. But what will happen if destiny really changed its mind on a life story of two people who were supposed to meet anyway?

After falling head over heels for Joe Smith for three years, I finally got the proposal I had been waiting for. However, on the day of our wedding, he did not show up until the wee hours of the morning. When I found him, Joe was drinking happily with a young girl in his arms. “I’m already tired of her clinginess. She’s a joke. Who else would want her?” Much later, he made me a wedding ring and proposed with my favorite jasmine flowers. But a muscular man opened the door instead. The man had two scratch marks on his neck and smirked at the disheveled Joe. “Isn’t it a bit too shameless of you to propose to a married woman?”

Muling nagpakasal ang ina ni Reign—at kasabay noon, bumalik ang damdaming matagal na niyang kinalimutan. Sa mansyon ng bagong asawa ng kanyang ina, muli niyang hinarap ang lalaking minsan nang naging buong mundo niya. Si Michael— ang lalaking minahal niya bago pa ito naging bawal. Ngayon, isa na siyang kasalanang hindi dapat lapitan. Isang pagnanasa na kailangang tanggihan. Habang pilit niyang nilalabanan ang nararamdaman, mas lalo naman siyang nahuhulog sa lalaking hindi niya dapat mahalin. Dahil kung minsan, kung ano pa ang bawal, siya ring pinakamasarap tikman. He’s the sin she can’t stop craving.

When my boyfriend, Mark Jamison, gets in a car accident that leaves him paralyzed, I pawn the ring my mother left to me before she died to help him. With hands that have never been used to do any work or a single household chore in my life, I start lugging around delivery bags. In the middle of a rainstorm, I get assigned to deliver a food order worth 10,000 dollars, with a 100-dollar tip. Just as I happily celebrate my luck, I overhear the raucous laughter coming from inside the villa. "She actually believes you got paralyzed in a car accident? She now spends all day doing deliveries just to support you financially? She even sold off her dead mom's ring?" "She'd probably cry her heart out if she ever finds you're actually a wealthy scion worth tens of billions of dollars, who's just pretending to be poor!" Mark twirls the wineglass he's holding and says, "A lowly woman like her was born to wait on others. She brought it upon herself by always being better than Rosie back in school. Messing with her is the punishment she deserves." I continue to stand in the rain, tears rolling down my cheeks. This is how I find out Mark has spent the last two years faking his condition just to help his childhood sweetheart get back at me. His so-called paralyzed legs, deceased parents, and helpless tears are all just part of a meticulously executed lie. I haven't talked to my father, the richest man in town, for years. But now, I have finally decided to call him. "I lost, Dad. I'll accept the marriage alliance and marry the guy you picked for me."

I despised Dante Moretti long before he slid that ring onto my finger. Arrogant. Controlling. The kind of boss who could ruin my day with a single clipped order. I hated the way he spoke to me. I hated the way he watched me more. But walking into my hometown with his ring and watching my ex-husband’s face drain of color felt wickedly perfect. The elders wanted to see real love before selling their land. So Dante and I lied. We played the sweet couple. Except Dante didn’t touch me like a man pretending. At the Christmas market, his hand slid down my spine and stopped right where it shouldn’t. At dinner, he whispered against my ear, “If he’s watching, spread your legs a little. Let him see who owns you now.” I should have slapped him. Instead, my body answered him before I could breathe. He kissed my temple too slow and held my waist too tight. When the lights dimmed, he murmured, “Open for me.” “Keep your eyes on me.” “I want you shaking for me, not for him.” Somewhere between hating him and wanting him to wreck me, everything blurred. Because the man who barked orders in boardrooms had me whispering his name in the dark, Christmas lights flickering over his bare shoulders while he swallowed every sound I made. My ex wanted me broken. Dante wanted me ruined, but only beneath him. And the worst part was how easily I let him. Santa didn’t bring me a miracle. He gave me a sin in a three piece suit and I tore the wrapping off with trembling hands.