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Hindi pinagpala si Madison sa itsura. Bawat tao ang tingin sa kanya ay halimaw dahil sa itsura daw niyang nakakatakot. Pero nang mangyari ang isang krimen ay nagbago ang lahat. Siya ang idinidiin na pumatay sa ina ng nobyo niya. Akala niya ay paniniwalaan siya ng kanyang mahal na nobyo pero parang ito pa ang gustong-gustong kumitil sa buhay niya. Para makatakas sa kasalanang hindi ginawa, kumapit siya sa alok ng isang lalaking hindi kilala. Pumayag siya sa nais nito na magparetoke at mabuhay sa ibang katauhan. Akala niya magiging madali ang lahat dahil ibang-iba na siya. Pero nagkamali pala siya dahil ang akala niyang lalaking tumulong sa kanya ay may tinatago pala. Kakayanin ba niya ang sunod-sunod na rebelasyon na malalaman?

Happiness was short lived for Rosalie, who just got the proposal from her long time boyfriend, but then was sent to the bed of a stranger by her step sister. Little did she know, the man she had spent the night with was the richest and most powerful man in J city. Months later after that night, she was pregnant and termed a failure by family and kicked out of the city. Five years later, she returned as a successful business woman with a cute little son.

Zara Chen has mastered the art of casual relationships—flings, friends with benefits, anything that doesn't require emotional investment. When she moves into a new apartment complex and discovers her quiet neighbor Ethan Park works at the same company, she never expects him to change everything. Ethan has been burned by love before, but something about his commitment-phobic neighbor draws him in. He falls for Zara and decides to take a chance. He asks her out, and she surprises herself by saying yes. But Zara has conditions. If they're going to try this relationship thing, she's doing it her way. No waiting to be pampered or taken care of—she'll be the one spoiling him. She brings him coffee every morning, cooks his favorite meals, and spoils him in small ways and thoughtful gestures. This confuses Ethan because he's used to traditional relationship roles where men take the lead and being the one who gives. As Ethan learns to accept being cared for and Zara discovers the joy of giving without expecting anything back. Their relationship grows stronger as they both heal from past hurts. Their unique approach to love becomes a journey of healing, trust, and redefining what it means to be in a relationship. Meanwhile, Zara's best friend Maya struggles with her own conventional relationship—dealing with financial stress, communication issues, and traditional expectations that highlight just how different Zara's approach really is. A love story about choosing love on your own terms and discovering that sometimes the best relationships happen when you throw the rulebook away, also finding happiness when you break the usual rules..

It was the night of her coming out ball when she met the mysterious stranger. One kiss. One touch. And all hell broke loose. The devil broke her wings and plunged her into the depths of hell. Zagan, the Demon King clawed his way from the gutters and killed the Emperor to create a paradise to free his fellow demons from slavery and abuse. As he carves his legacy into Cronoa's history, he's pitted against the woman with golden eyes who gets under his skin like no other. Akila, the former Princess of Cronoa has lost her family in a massacre led by the Demon King, only to be made into his concubine. Fallen from grace, she stumbles through this new life while learning the truth about her dead father's reign and uncovering the tenderness that lies dormant beneath Zagan's heart. [warning: R-18 content, explicit scenes] Disclaimer : This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of names, characters, places and incidents is purely coincidental. STATUS : ONGOING (New release every Saturday, EST) ====== Excerpt : He sketched a regal bow, removing his hat. "Forgive me for my late introduction, Your Highness. Zagan Kadlec, at your service." "Kadlec?" She tested the strange name on her tongue. "I've never heard of you before." "I've recently migrated from Vregia." He took a seat on the fountain bench, patting the empty spot beside him. "Have a seat. I won't bite, I promise." Despite his verbal assurance, Akila couldn't shake the feeling of being preyed upon. Power emanated from his pores, from his posture, his manner of speech and those eyes that seemed to look right into her soul. To refuse him a second time would be impolite. Squaring her shoulders, she accepted his invitation and arranged her skirts carefully so they wouldn't crease. "You're a very beautiful woman," he said bluntly, his fingers tracing the smoothness of her dress. "And this colour becomes you." She swallowed nervously. "Thank you." "Why are you out here alone? It's dangerous for a woman to be walking around unchaperoned even if it's in your own home, princess." "Are you referring to yourself?" she blurted out, her eyes flying to his. Zagan barked out in amusement, the transformation of his eyes from hardness to liquid mercury was amazing, making him appear less intimidating. "Touché, Princess. I apologize once more for scaring you. I merely longed for some company and happened to encounter a beautiful woman in a red dress by the fountain. Like a water sprite, you captivated me. Although, it certainly breaks my heart to know that you're engaged to Ywain. If we had met earlier, I would have courted you myself." A smile flirted along her lips. "You are being dramatic, sir. I am but a woman, nothing more." "Ah." He tipped her chin upwards, his face descending towards hers until their noses brushed. "But you are truly a unique woman. Certainly no one else has ever captured my attention like you have. I am honestly intrigued and had to introduce myself." She stammered from his proximity and force of his gaze. "I-I…I'm flattered that you feel that way but, I'm engaged to the man I love." For a split second, severity returned to his eyes before it vanished. "It doesn't matter to me," he murmured, lashes lowered as he stared at her parted lips. "All I want is a taste. I'm not asking you to marry me." "S-sir?" Her heart began to pace, with alarm or anticipation she couldn't decide. Either way, she couldn't let this man steal a kiss. She began to pull away, but his hand shot out to capture her nape, holding her prisoner. ============= Author's Note: SAVE THIS TO YOUR LIBRARY. Buy me a Coffee : https://ko-fi.com/nessawvera Other Original Novels : 1. The CEO and His Mistress : https://bit.ly/3jQ2phn 2. The Savage and Her Emperor : https://bit.ly/3wmkUfT 3. Predation (Season 1) : https://bit.ly/3AN0wqQ 4. Predation (Season 2) : https://cutt.ly/LGppBTi

Extract I always have my diary with me; today, I dreamt of waking up on the bed of a handsome young man; he was tall, having a broad chest and a killer smile. My phone beep, meaning I need to leave now; I can't believe I will be this jobless at the age of 23. On my way home, I got stuck in traffic, and a heavy, down pour started; I saw the man from my dream stepping out of the car, unknown to him, someone held a knife to kill him. I screamed no, but I ended up taking his fall; that's all I remembered before passing out. * * "Your Highness, we need to leave with another route; it seems this place is not safe for you, even in your disguise, you got recognised." "I can't leave this innocent lady to death; let's take her along." I insisted. "What of your father and especially your mother and Fiancee?" "I will hide her identity, for now, I owe this lady my life, after 100days when everything is clear, you bring her back here to her town, which I believe she is from." * * What kind of love are we suspecting might develop with two strangers? Hyuk is already engaged to Eun? Let's ride with this all

“You think walking away means freedom?” His voice was quiet, a velvet snare. “In this city, freedom is an illusion.” Elena’s throat tightened, but she steadied herself. “And yet here you stand, playing king of illusions.” The faintest spark of amusement lit his eyes. “Bold. But you misunderstand.” He leaned in slightly, his breath brushing her cheek. “I don’t play king. I play predator.” Her pulse hammered. She wanted to laugh in his face, to spit out some sharp retort—but her body betrayed her. Every nerve screamed danger, yet beneath it, treacherously, was a pull. A heat she despised. She stepped sideways, forcing space between them. “Predators eventually starve when prey stops running.” Dante followed with a single, measured step, reducing the gap again. “Ah, but you’re not running, are you? You’re standing. You’re challenging. And that…” His eyes darkened, lingering on her face as though studying each flicker of resistance. “…that is what makes you dangerous. That is what makes you tempting.”

He was hired to kill her He saw her He was captivated by her She was now his captive He decided to love her to her death Or will she be his death? Who knows for how long his bloodied heart can withstand such a pure innocent girl ----- "I can kill you with ease, my love", he said mockingly as his grasp around her neck tightened. Her eyes didn't flutter as she placed her hands on his that was tightening around her neck. She smiled brightly at him and with her soft voice she uttered, "Hand in hand together in death. No regret." Her eyes bore into his as if she was enjoying his attention on her. After all, he had just come back from a long trip and they both missed each other very dearly. ------ Author note: This couple is not a very normal one and the girl is very peculiar and lacks the usual sense of danger that a person has. Just saying that this work is fictional and they are a fictional couple so please do read with an open mind for absurdity at times.

When the Stars Fell Softly is a tender and sweeping love story set against the backdrop of a quiet coastal town where time seems to slow and memories linger in the salt-kissed breeze. After the sudden loss of her grandmother, 28-year-old Clara Whitmore returns to the seaside cottage where she spent every summer of her childhood. There, she hopes to find peace—but instead unearths a hidden trove of letters and a decades-old journal that hint at a romance long buried in silence. As Clara delves into her grandmother’s past, she crosses paths with Elias Carr, a reserved marine biologist with his own wounds and a quiet passion for the stars. Together, they begin to unravel not only the mystery of a forbidden love that changed the course of generations but also the barriers around their own hearts. With lyrical prose and deep emotional resonance, When the Stars Fell Softly is a story of second chances, the legacy of love, and the quiet miracles that happen when two hearts finally collide under the night

‎ ‎ ‎RUIN ME SOFTLY ‎ ‎A Dark Mafia Romance ‎She was raised to rule. He was born to destroy. And together, they’ll burn the world to ash. ‎........ ‎ ‎Heaven Moretti was nineteen when her father was assassinated — not by a rival, but by a man who watched her fall and walked away smiling. Now, four years later, she sits atop the empire he tried to crush, dressed in vengeance and warpaint, ruling the underworld with a loaded gun and a diamond smile. ‎ ‎But power has its price. And secrets never stay buried. ‎ ‎When her enemy — the cold, calculating, dangerously obsessive Damien De Lione — returns to broker a peace treaty, the lines between hate and desire blur faster than a bullet to the chest. ‎ ‎He didn’t finish her when he had the chance. ‎Now, he wants to own her. ‎Control her. ‎Break her. ‎ ‎But Heaven doesn’t bend. ‎She burns. ‎ ‎........ ‎ ‎In a city fueled by blood money, betrayal, and lust, two enemies collide in a game of power, seduction, and war. Every look is a challenge. Every touch is a threat. And every lie could be the one that finally pulls the trigger. ‎ ‎He was supposed to kill her. ‎She was never supposed to want him. ‎And loving each other might be their final sin. ‎ ‎.......... ‎ ‎Ruin Me Softly is a twisted, slow-burn dark romance filled with: ‎ ‎Mafia politics ‎ ‎Sinful spice ‎ ‎Dangerous obsession ‎ ‎Enemies-to-lovers intensity ‎ ‎And a heroine who doesn’t need saving—only revenge. ‎ ‎

Some wounds run deeper than skin. Some desires darker than secrets. Mia carries scars no one can see, living in the shadowy margins between vulnerability and strength, innocence and desire. At the delicate intersection of pain and pleasure, Mia’s story unfolds—a breathtaking journey into the raw, hidden chambers of a soul haunted by trauma yet yearning for release. In Killing Her Softly, Homer Auston the 4TH masterfully pulls you into Mia’s intoxicating world, crafting a seductive tale of self-discovery, healing, and awakening. Mia isn’t simply read; she’s experienced. Her emotions pulse, real and relentless, drawing you in until you’re not just a reader, but a silent confidant in her intimate confession. Step carefully. Feel deeply. Experience Mia.