On My Block Prophets

He is drunk on love. Drunk on her. Drunk on Margarita. ************************** Walong taong pilit kinakalimutan ni Margarita ang isang mainit na gabing pinagsaluhan nila ni Atty. Cohen Delgado ngunit hindi niya inaasahang magkikita silang muli. At kahit anong gawin niyang iwas sa lalaki, daig naman pa naman nito ang kabuteng sumusulpot kong nassan siya, ang malala ito pa ang naging bagong boss niya. Pilit niyang itinatanggi ang nakaraan ngunit pilit naman iyong pinapaalala ng lalaki. Hanggang kailan niya iiwasan ang abogadong wagas kung makabakod kahit hindi naman sila? Bakit ba kinukulit pa rin siya nito kahit alam naman niyang hindi na sila pwede? Kaya nga ba niyang umiwas sa tuksong dala nito?Anong sekreto nga ba ang pinaka-iingatan niyang ayaw niyang mabunyag nito?

Zane Kessler, tough captain of the Thunder Wolves, has spent years vowing to crush Jaxon Caldwell, the fast, clever captain of the Storm Hawks. Their rivalry is brutal… hard checks, sharp words, pure hatred on the ice. But after Zane's team loses their biggest game of the season, Jaxon finds him alone in the empty locker room. An argument flares… then a simple touch turns into a soft, surprising kiss. Hate suddenly feels warm and confusing. From that moment, their rivalry begins to melt into something sweeter and deeper. But the hockey world isn't kind to feelings like this. Coming out could destroy their careers, and their teams would never forgive the captains falling for the enemy. Then the league drops the bombshell… the Thunder Wolves and Storm Hawks must merge into one team for the upcoming National Championship. To foster unity, Zane and Jaxon are forced to share a small apartment near the rink. They share the same space, the same locker room, and literally breathe the same air. At first it feels like torture… bumping into each other in the kitchen, sharing the couch after tough games, trying to act like nothing has changed. But the walls come down fast. Quiet talks turn into laughter. Simple meals become excuses to sit close. Stolen kisses in the dark hallway feel like winning the biggest game of their lives. Now they must lead their new team to the title while hiding a love that grows stronger every day. One wrong glance, one slip, and it could shatter everything… the championship, their careers, and the beautiful thing they’ve finally found. On the ice they were sworn enemies. Off it, they’re falling hard. And the closer they get, the more impossible it is to let go. Who will surrender first?

Miguel Henrique,a famous Flamengo goalkeeper who sees his life turned upside down after the death of his wife Giselle. Olíviah, a teacher who devotes most of the year to teaching and taking care of her students. Olíviah and Miguel Henrique already know each other very well, but fate will put them in each other's way again and maybe this time forever or not.

Ella Johnson had spent so long wishing that the moon goddess mated her to her best friend, Keith Kingston, who was the son of their alpha. But her best friend rejects her on the spot when this happens and sells her to the Kennedy brothers. Feeling like her life can't be surprising more, she soon finds out that all three of the brothers are her mate and each of them are ready to turn the earth upside down for her even though they bully her.

"I thought you were my savior. I didn't know you were the one who set the fire." The day the debt collectors came for my family, I couldn’t even scream. My voice has always been a prisoner of my anxiety, leaving me defenseless in a world of wolves. Then came Ignatius. My brother’s best friend. A man with the face of a saint and the wealth of a king. He didn't just save me; he bought my world. He paid the debts, moved me into his palatial estate, and whispered that I was finally safe. For the first time, I felt the warmth of a "hero." I gave him my trust. I almost gave him my heart. But a saint doesn't keep cameras in your bedroom. The crushing realization hit harder than any blow from a collector: Ignatius didn't buy my debt—he created it. He paid the men who terrified my mother. He orchestrated the ruin of my brother. Every tear I shed was a calculated investment in my total dependence on him. He didn’t want a lover; he wanted a broken pet. Now, the "Saint" has dropped his mask. Ignatius thinks because I am mute, I am powerless. He thinks because I am fragile, I am his. He’s wrong. If Ignatius wants to play the Predator, I’ll find a bigger one. His father, Cane—the cold, ruthless patriarch of the empire—is the only man Ignatius fears. I’m moving from the guest room to the master suite. I’m going to tear this family apart from the inside out, one forbidden dinner at a time. Ignatius ruined my life to own me. Now, I’m going to make sure the debt he owes me costs him everything.

Take a journey with me into my collection of short horror stories. Over the years, my dreams have always scared me so much that I had a hard time sleeping at night. So, one day I decided to create new stories from my deepest fears. From Vampires, monsters, witches and ghosts to stories that seem normal but are just a little off, I hope my stories chill you to the bone as much as they do me.

*Ingrid* Running from my pack was supposed to be the best thing for me, I couldn’t stay trapped there any longer. But with running brings questions about where I come from, what am I suppose to do when I can’t answer? I don’t know who I really am, this new pack was suppose to be my savior. But what happens if it’s leading me to my death? *Quinn* I’ve always protected the weak, taken in strays to my pack. Trying to make up for my father who threw out any wolf that dared to defy him, Just trying to Keep myself on the straight and narrow. I wasn’t looking for trouble. But then this sweet little mystery came barreling in, And pulled me into her darkness. She’s asking for my protection. But can I risk my freedom?

Me? Who am I? I am the Alpha of the Blood night Pack. I am feared by those who don't know me and respected by those who do. I never had a problem in eliminating the threat. I've been waiting for my mate since I turned 18, and I am 35 now. But when I see her for the first time, my wolf cries for her attention but she's under a spell. My mate doesn't recognise me.I need her, I will have her. She will be mine and no-one will stop me, not even a spell.

[MATURE CONTENT 21+] I'm not sure if I'm here, at the moment, I don't know if I'm screaming or begging him to stop as the weight of his hands on my back feels more apparent. Maybe I'm just helplessly drowning in my despair with only silent tears running down my face. Nothing matters because even my mind could not wander off and protect me for long enough to silently surrender to a horrific situation. "You lied to me, You lied to me! You said you wouldn't do this if I " The words slip away as I sob and cry out in pain. "Hm..”" Alejandro lets out a breathless chuckle, "I did?"One of his hands leaves my hip, reaching down to wrap around my throat, forcing my back into an arch so I'm faced with the reflection of myself in the mirror. It is so I can watch the deranged, lustful look in his eyes as he roughly thrusts himself in and out of me while choking me against his hand at my throat.This is cruel. This is disgusting. This is shameful. But it makes Alejandro smile in pleasure, in pride, that he's able to break me and bend me into his will. "I believe I said that I was fine if you wanted to wait, " he admits. "However, I never said how long. "The reflection of myself in the mirror is someone unrecognisable; she's broken, and angry. I can see my eyes darken in misery, in hatred. The mirror also provides me with Alejandro's expression, filled with contentment and satisfaction. "I HATE YOU," I spit out with every inch of dignity that I may have left. The statement left no mark on Alejandro, instead, he thrusts into me harder, making me cry out but I didn't care, not anymore.

Noah Stark was the very bane of my existence. The first time I locked eyes with him my heart fluttered, but in that very second he ruined the hero complex I had of him. My stupid body didn’t get the memo and stress been obsessed with him since. I thought I would be rid of him in university, but here we are. Caroline Lockwood. The star of every single dream I’ve had since freshman year of high school. She tried to ruin everything for me. College is where I’ll get my revenge. But she avoids me like the plague, usually what I want I get. But care? I’ll bring her to her knees. Pierce her heart, and make her fall in love with me. Make her bleed. For me. All for me. Just to leave her in my dust, broken, like me.