Miss Right

“Gusto mo akong maging sa ‘yo ulit? Then, kailangan mong mamili. Ako o ang asawa mo?” “Gusto mo bang ikaw ang piliin ko?” “Kung tunay kang lalaki, alam mo kung sino ang pipiliin mo.” Napangisi si Warren at bumulong sa kaniyang tenga. “It doesn't matter if I am a man or not. Mas alam ng katawan mo kung gaano ako kalalaki, kaysa ng bibig mo.” **** Lubos ang sakit at paghihirap na dinanas ni Allison nang siya ay manganak, habang ang kaniyang asawa na si Warren ay nagpakasal sa bago nitong asawa. Ang akala ng lahat ay namatay siya noong araw na 'yon, ngunit ang totoo ay buhay siya sa ibang pangalan at pagkatao. Ngunit ang akala niyang kambal na anak, ay triplets pala! Hindi siya papayag na ibang babae ang kikilalanin nitong ina. Ngayon, ay gagawin niya ang lahat makuha lang ang anak niya, kahit pa isang Warren Harrison na isang bilyonaryo ang makakalaban niya. Pero paano kung hindi lang ang tadhana ang gagawa ng paraan para sa kanila? What if ang triplets nilang anak ay tila nasa isang secret mission para magkabalikan sila? OMG! Triplets On A Secret Mission!

The autumn break has just ended when a call arrives from school. "Ms. Watson, your daughter failed to secure a scholarship and bullied her classmate in retaliation. Can you please come to school?" When I rush over, I find Lila Keats bound to a trash can, her hair drenched in sewage, and her mouth sealed with duct tape. Meanwhile, the so-called victim merely has had two strands of hair pulled out. After some querying, I discover that Melody Caldwell is jealous of Lila's achievements and has been waiting for an opportunity to strike. When I demand an apology, Vanessa Morrison flies into a rage. "You're lowly trash without a proper family! My daughter teaching her a lesson is the greatest honor you can obtain in this life! "Expel her immediately! My husband works in the Education Bureau! Beg for mercy, or she can forget about taking the college entrance exam!" That arrogant woman is convinced that Lila and I will beg for forgiveness after being expelled. Unfortunately, she has chosen to mess with the wrong person. Lila's grandfather is a nuclear weapons expert. Her true origins have been concealed for her safety since her whole family works for classified operations. I immediately call the Intelligence Agency. "Mr. Keats' granddaughter was bullied severely at school. Send someone here to deal with this now!"

(Book 1 of The Cypher Agency Series) "I'm your superior, don't ever fall in love with me. But if I fall, don't hesitate to pull the trigger." Top Agent Wave aka Allister, would rather take a bullet than fall in love. When the feisty and strong Agent Nova aka Hira Callan came, missions became difficult. Their relationship should only be professional and nothing more but one night changed it all. "Don't trust anyone. Even salt looks like sugar." This is book 1 of The Cypher Agency Series. This can be read as a stand alone.

MICAH. I’ve always done as my father commanded—until he sells me to a family in Sicily and I become the property of Sullivan Stone. He’s everything I always want to stay away from; cold, ruthless, and dangerously intent on having what he wants. But what I didn’t expect was how easily his darkness would pull me in—how quickly his world would become mine. Running was never an option. And by the time I understand the truth, I’m already too deep in his game to crawl out. SULLIVAN. I wanted her the moment I saw her—feisty, sly, and meant to be broken. She doesn’t know it yet, but I’ll make her mine in every sense of the word. I’ll train her, tempt her, and mold her until she fits perfectly into my hands. But when she uncovers the secret that brought her to me, she’ll realize survival always demands a price. And this time, that price might be our everything! Get ready for a steamy chaotic mafia novel!

"The rapist is marrying the slut. Good for them." Some people were saying behind my back. I just looked down at my hands not daring to face anyone. My parents weren't looking at me. But I saw them crying a while ago. Today I'm getting married so I'm surrounded by hundreds of people yet I feel soo lonely. My groom is a rapist they say. He raped his mother's friend 6 years ago. Today, he'll be my husband after an hour. I'm soo scared. If only I hadn't committed that sin... ### I wore my Sherwani and looked into the mirror. Like always I look like a handsome good-looking young millionaire businessman who any woman can drool over. Any guy would kill for a fate like this but in my case I would kill to get rid of this fate. It was a mistake...no a sin that I did which I'm being punished for. How much longer do I have to be punished? *********************************** Naila Aziz was a bubbly, too innocent for this world girl who had her perfect world turned to hell because she fell in love with the wrong guy and lost the most important thing that she needed in this world to survive....her purity. She's coined as a slut and mocked by the world....but is she really? Kaif Alam is the most handsome young businessman that every girl dreams of but circumstances turned him into a cold hearted, aggressive, man who has created a impenetrable wall around him. He's coined as a rapist and hated by the world.....but is he really? Are these too really what the world think they are.... Or there's more to the story? Find out and follow Naila and Kaif's journey as they go through self-doubts, insecurities, pain, fear, heartbreak, pleasure and finally.....

My mother was tied up in an abandoned warehouse rigged with explosives by a rival gang. The kidnappers sent a video, and the countdown showed only 30 minutes remaining. I called Vincent Porter, my fiance and a mafia Don, for help. He was the uncontested king of this district. If he appeared, no one would dare touch her. Vincent answered and said he would bring his men right away. However, halfway there, he suddenly claimed there was an emergency and ordered the convoy to turn around. Desperate, I drove toward the warehouse myself, watching the seconds tick down on the video as I called Vincent again and again. On the 99th call, Vincent finally picked up. Soft violin music played in the background. His voice was ice-cold. "Alice, don't use such childish stunts to get attention." "My mom is about to die…" "Then let her." The call ended. As the countdown hit zero, the explosion went off. Seconds later, Vincent's childhood sweetheart, Jenny Thorne, posted on Instagram. The photo showed the same hands that usually held guns now carefully trimming her nails. [Woke up from a nightmare. So grateful he's here. A Don's protection really does make you feel safe.] It turned out this was his so-called emergency. He had gone to comfort a woman frightened by a bad dream. Shattered beyond repair, I ended everything with a carefully staged death. Later, when I returned in glory as a queen, he stood before me, completely broken. He had been stripped of everything. He begged, "Alice, please don't leave me."

This book contains Steamy mature contents. Devon the master mind of everything and the owner of the Academy sat in the Dining Room and again reviewed the proposal he had before him. It was the result of a years worth or research and consideration, Something he had kept secret from everyone until recently. Master Devon convinces the Vassal Group to set up a voluntary training facility for the Domination and Submission culture, he intend to make women submissive and men dominant. And his dream was becoming a reality.

หลังจากประสบอุบัติเหตุ ลมหนาวมักจะฝันถึงใครคนหนึ่งตลอด แต่เขากับจำผู้ชายในฝันคนนั้นไม่ได้ จนได้มารู้ความจริงจากเพื่อนว่าเขาลืมคนที่ตัวเองแอบชอบไป แต่พยายามนึกเท่าไหร่ ลมหนาวก็ไม่มีความทรงจำนั้นอยู่เลย เมื่อเวลาผ่านไปลมหนาวมีใครอีกคนเข้ามา แต่นั่นก็เป็นเวลาที่ลมหนาวจดจำคนที่ตัวเองลืมไปแล้วได้

Warning: This is an erotic/ mature piece and it's rated for solely mature audiences. Reading with discretion is advised. "Do you feel that?" The leather crop landed on my thigh, I held onto his shoulders, unable to breathe or stop my hips from grinding out their release. "Every inch of you," his mouth latched onto my throat. "Mine." ______ Arlari Marquez thought returning to Mexico after college would mean fresh beginnings. But instead of thriving, she is barely surviving, until her anxiety comes crashing down one night. Her younger brother, Danny, makes the mistake of his life, stealing from Severiano Cortez, the most feared mafia kingpin in Mexico. Everyone knows Cortez shows no mercy. Especially when it came to his prized possessions. Arlari knows her brother’s life is already forfeit… but she intervenes. When she finds Cortez, she discovers he doesn’t want ransom. He doesn’t want money. What he wants…is a perfect sub. Ninety days. That is the deal. She will submit to him, body, mind, and soul, for three months. In return, Danny’s life will be spared. But what happens when the man who demands submission becomes addicted to the submissive? Severiano Cortez finds himself unable to wield the same brutality he has shown countless others. Instead, he unravels under the weight of a desire he never planned for, one that threatens to turn the predator into a captive. And she? The more she stays, the more she sees the shadows lurking in his world. Because Mexico is a dark place. And his dominion? Even darker.

In my first life, I believed love was salvation. I tore my future apart for two men who had grown up beside me—Marcus Black and Damian Knight. I chose one of them, only to be abandoned on my wedding day for Elena Rivers. My grandmother died that same day, shattered by grief. When I was at my lowest, the other man took my hand and promised he would never betray me. I believed him. I married him. And slowly, my world went cold. I thought his distance was regret. I thought my failing health was fate. Until the night I was dying, and I watched him run past me—to save Elena, whose injuries were nothing more than a scratch. That was when I understood. My life had never been a love story. It was a carefully scripted game. After my death, I learned the truth: Marcus and Damian had already written their wills, leaving everything to Elena Rivers. They had sabotaged my education, manipulated my career, and even fabricated a chronic illness to keep me weak, dependent, and easy to control. They never wanted me to succeed. They only wanted me quiet—so Elena could shine. But fate gave me another chance. This time, I tore up my admission letter to Harvard. This time, I rejected their confessions before they could cage me again. In this life, I will not be the woman they use, betray, or discard. I will live for myself. And I will never walk the same path twice.