Summon Me

[I don't want to die, but I'm tired of picking myself up every time I fall. Won't you please carry me?] Emilie is bullied because of her selective mutism. The popular girls at her college think she is a freak who won't survive the real world since she won't speak up for herself. One day, they steal her clothes at a pool party and force her to venture out dressed in only a towel. She knocks on a random door without knowing it's Brandon Brooks's home. He is the most popular guy at her college - rich and attractive - and she is convinced he won't help her. Brandon thinks she is a loser like everyone else, but there is one thing Emilie doesn't know about him: he isn't heartless.

I want you so badly, Aria" How did he know my name? "I need you." That was the moment I melted and decided to walk outside with him... Fumbling for his car keys... On him. Under him… Windows steaming up... "Fuck, you're amazing." More words that made me lose my mind as I writhed on his lap and forgot myself in the moment...His tattoos, those dark piercing eyes..."I could do this forever, " He whispered in my ear. Aria is a good girl except for that one wild night in the backseat of a stranger's car and that stranger happens to be a bad boy, not to mention her new boss. But what happens when they both become entangled in their complex and intricate lives? Passion and love take a toll and they discover that one can't live without the other.

TELL ME A STORY II STREETLOVE: À Stanfield la rue est une démocratie hiérarchisé. Enfin ils essaient de faire croire à une démocratie. Ils disent que la rue nous appartient, mais ils disent aussi de suivre les règles venant des plus hauts. Qui ils ? Sterling Scott et Rowland Parker. Ces deux hommes sont à la tête de Stanfield, ils dirigent tout. Ils ont tout l'argent de Stanfield mais ils en veulent plus. Pourquoi ils en veulent plus ? Pour donner plus de pouvoir à leurs familles. Leurs affaires se terminent toujours en Family Business. ALL HUMAN: Jean 8 : 7 « Que celui qui n'a jamais péché lui jette la première pierre ! »

I was the ultimate pick-me girl at the office, and somehow, I ended up inside a horror game before New Year's Eve. Seeing the bloody lady crawling in the dark elevator, I screamed out loud. "Oh my gosh! Where did you get that lipstick? It's perfect! It makes your skin look three shades lighter!" The bloody lady blinked at me in confusion as I helped her up. She even recommended the exact lipstick shade. Then I turned around and came face-to-face with the chainsaw-psycho general manager with multiple personalities, swinging his weapon around. I tied a little bow on his chainsaw. "Everyone else only cares if your chainsaw is sharp. I'm the only one who cares if you're tired from swinging it all day." The monsters in the room looked at each other, all thinking the same thing… Why did this feel weirdly wholesome?

I felt hands roam around my body, yet I saw no one. I moaned out in pleasure and tried to move my body but the chains clad around my wrists and legs made my efforts futile. “Who are you?” I gasped out when I couldn’t control the ecstasy bubbling in me anymore. Hot breath fanned my face from two angles as voices whispered into my itching ears. “You belong to us, mate!” >> The night she was sold by her stepfather to an Alpha was the night her entire life changed. Captured by the feared and ruthless Lycan kings who mistook her to be the Alpha’s mate, Valerie must find a way to escape the wrath of the Lycan brothers and start a new life away from the wolf kingdom. But when the Lycan brothers announce their desire to have her as their mate and sex slave, Valerie is left trapped between fate, death, and hell.

“I am not your dead wife!” I scream at him, for the hundredth time but like always, he stares blankly. “Of course you are, Farfalla.” he grins widely. “And until you stop pretending I'm not letting you go.” He's crazy. Adrian Moretti is insane, the red flags were so bright since the beginning but would I not know if I was his wife? I jumped into this mess a little too fast, now how do I convince him I'm not his late wife so he finally let me go? . . . . Three years ago, Adrian’s wife Tatiana died in a plane crash so imagine his surprise when he walks into a strip club and he is allocated a woman identical to Tatiana. Convinced she's his wife, Adrian decides to hold Starlia hostage until she accepts her identity. But is Starlia truly Tatiana? Or he is starting to fall for a stranger that looks exactly like his darling wife?

Jack, who has a girlfriend, named Angel, fell in love with someone that he never once met. Being in a long-distance relationship was hard for both of them, but things became more complicated when Angel started to change. She always argued with him and sometimes ignored him which hurts Jack the most. Then one day, while resting in the park he found a letter with a content says, ‘‘FIND ME’’ he responded to the letter just for fun, and left it in the same place where he found the letter, and he unexpectedly found another letter for him the next day he went there. Since then, they became close, kept talking through letters but never met each other personally. Jack fell in love with the woman behind the letters. Will he crash his girlfriend’s heart for someone he has to find? For someone, he never once met? Or will he stay with his girlfriend and forget about the girl? “I never imagined that one letter would write my love story.” - JACK

⚠️Warning⚠️ MATURED CONTENT‼️ "I never regret loving you" Anthony Dale Villaflor is one of the notorious playboy in town. He loves playing around with women. He loves aggressive women who can satisfy him in bed. Pero nang makilala niya si Maria Clara Dizon- ang secretary ng pinsan niya. Nagbago bigla ang taste niya sa babae. Clara is an exact example of a real Maria Clara of the new generation. Anthony believes in love despite being a playboy. He is only waiting for the woman who will capture his heart. When one unforgettable night happened between him and Clara. He already knew, he finally found the one. Naging maayos ang agos ng relasyon nila. He got her pregnant and got married. Ngunit ang masayang pagsasama ay biglang nanlamig. They lost their first baby. Nagbago ang lahat. Maging siya ay hindi na rin kilala ang sarili. He was totally depressed for losing their baby. May dapat bang sisihin? Si Clara o siya? Until Clara left and realization hit him. Sa muli nilang pagkikita, may pag-asa pa bang mabuo ang nawasak na pagsasama. May lakas ba siya ng loob para bitawan ang mga katagang "Make Me Yours Again" kung kapwa na silang may pananagutan.

"What if I tell you that you can actually, live that dream?" Ethan said softly, his voice taking on a gentler tone as he swept his hand on her shoulder. She tensed, everything in her body responding to him in ways she had always dreamed of. But it was so wrong for her to even dare to dream about her boss like that. "You crave for your boss? Wish Granted. You can have me," his words resonated with so much assurance that shook Sofia to her bones. Her breath caught in her throat, the wave of Ethan's unbelievable words shaking her. The tension thickened as he sealed the tiny gap that was separating them. "The question is, Sofia," He lifted his hand to tuck her loose hair behind her ear while she shivered under his touch. "Can you handle your boss?" A cold boss with the darkest insatiable desires that a naive and inexperienced girl like Sofia could never match- what could they possibly have in common? Love? However, even love needs a common ground, and these two are different in all ways, and everything stands in their way. With a possessive fiance who is a perfect match for Ethan in all aspects, perfect even for his darkest desires, is there anything that can make Ethan choose Sofia against all odds?

Ever wonder how one of the best days of your life turns into a lifelong nightmare? Two people, two different worlds yet bound by the same emotion, "HATE." Marriage is supposed to be an eternal bond filled with love and happiness. This was far from the truth for Asmaira and Amaan. Two broken souls entangle in the game of destiny, which ends their dream of everlasting love. For one, it was a journey of redemption, and for another, it was to seek vengeance. Amaan was forced to marry Asmaira, who knew how much he hated her, yet, she agreed to the marriage, knowing well the thorny path coming her way. What is the past that connects both Asmara and Amaan, and why do they hate each other so much without meeting each other? "Please......." was the only word she could say while trying to get out of his grip. "Please let me go," she stammered in between her hiccup, shaking her head with pleading eyes and folded hands. "Why are you scared, baby? I know I was wrong to not accept you as my wife, but now I want to correct my mistake. Let's start once again our marriage. How about I gift you something to celebrate?" He said near her ear, emphasizing the word 'gift.' Sensing her fright, he grabs her waist while using the other to stroke her cheek, "how about giving you a baby tonight?" Asmaira gaped. "I know it is your first time, and.." he trailed, hitching Asmaira's breath, "I would make sure you would never forget it."