REAGAN SERIES #2 |COMPLETED| They killed me, they shot me 3 times in the head, whipped me several times at my back, punched me until my skull cracked, stabbed me on my throat, in short they tortured me. They're animals, a wicked and a demon. THEN I was supposed to be dead. I was supposed to be resting because I'm wick and wrecked. I was supposed to be gone forever in this demonic world. I was supposed to be relief because my HUSBAND and his companions can't hurt me anymore. But I was so wrong. I woke up one day and the first thing I saw is a cold pair of mesmerizing silver eyes. ©2016

(REAGAN SERIES #3) Scarlett Amara Torres is the shy and outcast heiress of Torres Apparel Corporation. She discovered her fiance had cheated on her with her sister just two weeks before their wedding on the same day she found out her days are numbered. She was betrayed and broken, so she resolved to find a suitable contract husband for at least a year in order to protect her inheritance and herself. And in order to do so, she decided to exact vengeance by stealing Ivan Arc Reagan, the man of her sister's dreams. Ivan Arc Reagan, a well-known actor known for his devilish charms, is the next in line to the throne of the Reagan Empire. The crowd loves him and any woman would fall head over heels for him. However, behind the flashing lights of media, he harbors a dark secret that no one dares to explore. He is a devil with a pair of red piercing eyes. For him, humans are merely a tool to satisfy his needs. What if Scarlett offers the infamous devil a one-year contract? Is she willing to go to extreme lengths to seal the deal even if it means offering her blood in exchange? WARNING: MATURE CONTENT THIS IS A FILIPINO STORY

(Reagan Series #1) "My baby hates milk but he savors the taste of that red thick fluid we call 'blood'." --- Aaliyah Lopez Book cover by Aliza Mendoza

He had spent centuries with only himself for company, he fed, tortured and killed that was his life and he liked it that way, until she came along and stirred something in him, something he couldn't and wouldn't accept. “If I were you I’d keep that stake sharp. Don’t expect anymore visits like this, next time I come I expect you to use that thing,” he told her pointing to the stake on the bed, and then he was gone.

''After a few seconds of them staring at one another, Dante finally spoke. But his voice had changed; it was breathless and soft, echoing with a sweetness that Nate could have never imagined existed within him. With the knife left on his palm for Nate to grab, he cooed sheepishly, "Can you...tease me...with this?" Nate Kennedy was devastated when his parents announced their moving overseas. As for him, he was forced to move to a new city, get an apartment near his aunt and enroll in a brand new school. It all started going left when he encountered an assassin named Dante Hercules known not only in their city, but across the entire territory. But Nate didn't know he was an assassin when Nate threatened to kill him after Dante had laid a hand on his aunt. Neither did he know that Dante was into submissive sexual pleasure, relished being dominated violently and carelessly. He had been looking for someone for years and years, until now; he found Nate Kennedy. That is the deal; Nate must keep Dante sexually satisfied. If he fails, he dies, without any remorse. But that was what he thought in the beginning; what happens when emotions start to get involved? When one falls in love with the other? When the dangerous lifestyle of Dante puts Nate's life in jeopardy, which he never thought he would care for?