treasure doll

"It is an anxious, sometimes a dangerous thing to be a doll. Dolls cannot choose; they can only be chosen; they cannot 'do'; they can only be done by."

Ruchee Ramos was a woman who will do everything for her sister. She becomes her mother and father for the past years. She was this type of person who wasn’t interested in interacting with other people’s lives, and making friends was out of her vocabulary. A pragmatic one who loves to take risks without resting. For her, a shred of the bloodline is the most valuable thing in the world that no one can change. But her life changed when she got abducted and listed as one of the highest items in the famous underworld auction. Can she save herself from being sold, or will her soul be sold to one of the underworld’s most extraordinary billionaire?

Tobias Ashford, the self made Billionaire, slept with Hazel Cameron, an unusual Stripper in a drunken night and now she was fixed on making him take responsibility for stealing her virginity.

Regina's heart disease determines her heart desire. Her second chance to life gave her a moment of rethink, either to be with a man she loves or the man that loves her.  Everyone has their flaws but a handsome billionaire, Jack has flaws that keep him away from happiness. Can their lives be redefined by fate?. Can their love cover their flaws? **** He walked inside and saw her on the bed groaning in pains but he didn't care less. She saw him walking around like nothing was happening. Was this really the man she loved?. "Jack, please, I need to go to the hospital" she said with pains but he slowly raised his head like she was joking. "I should release you, and you will be able to elope with that bastard, tell me, do you think I'm a fool?" He said and walked to her in anger. Holding her down to the bed, applying force on her hands as she was screaming in pain caused him tears but her resistance kept breaking him inside. He finally released her and walked toward the door. "It's either you accept me forever or die inside here" he said and closed the door with a banged. The sound was all she heard before blacking out. *** "Forgive and forget, my lady" he said right at the altar.

Dodging scandals after scandals is Corelle Tatiana Villafuerte's expertise. Hindi madaling panatilihing maganda at malinis ang reputasyon niya lalo pa't kilalang heneral ang kanyang ama. Gagawin niya ang lahat para sa kagustuhan nito kahit pa labag ito sa kanyang kalooban. Ngayo'y tila nakawala siya sa pagpapanggap nang malaman ang katotohanan. Who would have thought that her strict and disciplinarian father is part of a criminal organization? The tables have now turned. She wants to give him a piece of his own medicine, so she sets foot to reveal everything — but everything has a price. She's been kidnapped, held captive, and threatened. By who? The billionaire she can see in magazines, television, and billboards! Who turns out to be the mafia underboss! The man whose sparkling diamond stud, scar cuts, tattoos, and dark suits can blind her. Instead of killing her, he offered to make her his doll. Someone he can dress up to flaunt, display, and play with. After all, he needs a wife to earn the respect of the other mafia boss. Without knowing how messy it could be, she went straight ahead and enjoyed the privileges of being the billionaire's doll. Pero doon lang ba nakabatay ang halaga niya? Sa karangyaan na kayang ipalasap ng binata? Will she remain cherished? Or will the billionaire throw her away when he's finished with her? Is that all she'll ever be? His doll?

Quinley Ysabelle, a certified nobody, a loner and a simple highschool student who is about to graduate from the secondary level. But because of a school retreat, everything has changed. Knowing that she is not just a simple human but a hybrid that has a tiara in her head.A princess who possessed such a divine magic inside her. A half-human and half-fairy who will cause the ruin and order of the kingdom. But what if, she got stuck between that two situation because of someone.Could she still choose her heart over mind? Or her mind over heart?

A dark and gloomy villa stood in the middle of the barren landscape, hidden from sight by a perched hedge. It was phenomenal and spectacular, but it makes it appear to have succumbed to a sullen and ominous atmosphere, both inside and out. A lanky hedge and gnarled shrubs give off the impression that the house has indeed been overlooked. The rainstorm seeping from the sewer pipes made the place appear miserable and dispirited. Needless to say, the house appeared razed to the ground and devoid of life. The house was made of rune stone that had been smeared darker in spots by downpours, sending it an insidious demeanor even during the day. The window frames were all padlocked and bricked up in steel frames and woods, as if what was inside would have been too grotesque to see, trying to give the impression that someone must have attempted to prevent something horrible from escaping. People have claimed that the residence was plagued by the witch who died there, but there has been no tangible evidence to substantiate their claims. It was even widely speculated that the villa was venomous and mowed down the leaves of trees that come into direct contact with its concrete pillars. People also construed a terrifying presumption that whoever tries to enter the house will never make it out alive because there is something inside that you would never dare to see with your very own eyes. Whatever was real or not, it was unmistakably foreshadowing, exponentially cold and savage at a hundredth of a thousand glances. A breathtaking doll sat competently on a rocking chair inside the house. Waiting complacently for someone brave and heroic enough to unravel the abominable and ghoulish mystery and paradox behind her enchanting, spine-chilling smile.

NOTE! THIS BOOK'S PERMISSION WAS TAKEN. BE MINDFUL. Attending a party with my stepbrother, I’m in for the surprise of my life. It’s not a regular party, but instead, my wedding. To Angelo Rizzo. A coldhearted man who’s feared by all. Including me. Turns out my stepbrother owes the Cosa Nostra money, and I’m being used to repay his debt to Angelo Rizzo. Do I have a choice? No. Not when it comes to matters concerning the Cosa Nostra. Three hours later, I have a new shiny wedding ring on my finger and a husband I’m terrifies of standing by my side. Yep, my life just took a turn for the worse. There’s no hiding. No running. All I can do is face the nightmare that awaits me and pray I’ll survive being married to Angelo Rizzo. PLEASE CHECK OUT MY NEW BOOK! REVENGE IS BEST SERVED COLD! EX-HUSBAND'S REGRETS NEW BOOK! FALLING FOR MY BASKETBALL ALPHA. CHECK IT OUT

Charlotte “Charlie” Carver knows she’s in trouble when Jackson North shows up at her door in the middle of the night, nearly a year after he unceremoniously broke her heart.She’s always suspected her ex had secrets, but she never thought those secrets would put her in danger - until violent men show up on Jackson’s tail, and suddenly Charlie is caught up in a thrilling international adventure unlike any she ever imagined . . .Jackson is a professional treasure hunter. And this time, Charlie is entangled in his latest hunt. But with their lives at stake, is she ready for the sizzling connection they still share?MEET THE DEVIL'S SET: Treasure hunters. Adventurers. Bad boys.Love has never been this dangerous. . .or this thrilling.Due to explicit scenes, this action-adventure romance is rated 18+.Claiming His Treasure is created by Ember Casey, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

"When does a person die, when it stops breathing, when its heart stops beating?" "No a person dies the moment it looses hope, that's when u become an empty shell, a living doll when you have no more expectation from the world, where there are no feelings just emptiness" "Many people would think that immortality is a blessing little do they know that this is the cruellest curse someone can give you" ******** *creepy smile* " Oh Celea you really think that you will ever be able to live me" he was caressing her face, he looked like he was crazy... "what are you talking about?" " I'm saying that you will never be able to escape me, I won't let you go even if you love someone else, you are mine" " your hair belongs to me" touches her hair " your lips belong to me" touches her lips " the eyes that look at me with indifference belong to me" touches her eyes " your heart belongs to me..." his finger went down her neck to her heart, action wich made Celea look at where his finger's at. Claus than goes to her ear and whispers " your whole existence belongs to me Celea"