⚠️ CONTENT WARNING This story contains sensitive and mature themes including manipulation, obsession, murder, sexual assault, psychological trauma, a significant age gap, and the presence of a minor character. These topics may be disturbing or uncomfortable for some readers. Reader discretion is strongly advised. If you are not comfortable reading stories with these types of themes, it is recommended that you do not continue. This book is intended for readers who are prepared for dark and intense content. REMINDER This book may contain grammar mistakes, typos, and unedited sections, as it has not yet been fully revised. The author has not had enough time to complete the editing process as of 2026. Thank you for your patience and understanding. ©️ ALL RIGHT RESERVED 2022

~ COMPLETED ~ Angel and the demons | R18+ 🔞 Republished date: January 21, 2025

Written in Taglish • Slow-burn troupe • BossxMaid Date Started: May 18, 2025 Completed: June 5, 2025

KISSING MY KRYPTONITE • WRITTEN IN TAGLISH • SAPPHIC ROMANCE [Dark Femme Fatale x Female Casanova] Ezra Meziah Veneracion breaks hearts for sport. If beauty is a weapon, Rafa Eli Cordova mastered the art of the kill. One kiss and the rules change. Who's about to crumble enough to taste her kryptonite first?

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What will happen if you end up falling for the child you just took to be one of your children? What will happen if your wishes are granted? Will Rosalia regret what she did or will she fall even more? √taglish√ ________________________________________________ Meekness for the grammatical errors and the typo. Whatever is in this story is just the work of my mind. The cover of this story is not mine, so credit to the owner. Start: 05/11/2021 End: 06/10/2021 . READ AT YOUR OWN RISK❤️ Ps. Not pro at writing..

She loves to visit, she loves to sleep Whenever I see her I want to dream. She's my Midnight Maiden. -Khane Wager.. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. Credit to the cover maker: Angel Cats♡ ©All rights reserved. No part of this work may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the writer, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical reviews and certain other noncommercial uses permitted by copyright law.

Status: Completed Date started: 12.24.21 Date finished: 03.23.22

I looked helplessly, trying to search something aside the hunger-filled lust in the eyes of the rich filthy people cowering me. Something that could save and take me away from these predators ready to eat their prey. No matter how much i want to run, my arms are tied. The strong, narrow, capsule-shaped metal that held my body firmly in place makes my hope vanish in vain. As I am losing hope, that's when I met that cold lifeless coal eyes that seems to grew darker as it turned in a darker shade of the midnight. "Five million!" She raised her hands in the air. Making everyone to look at her. "Seven million!" The guy in black-suit smirks, making his maniac face uglier than a duck. "Eight." "Eight and a half million." "Ten million." another one stands up on his chair. Making a good run for this auction. The first guy grits his teeth. Obviously triggered by the last guy. "Fifteen million." he announced. "Twenty." "Twenty five!" No. I'm doomed. I've got not enough money to buy myself out of here in case I will be sold at any amount higher than fifteen. Who the hell spends twenty million just for a night? Damn rich people! My savior stands like a princess as she says, "Guess, I'll have to make it fifty million." Literally, there's nothing but silence after the last bid. Everyone is shocked. "Fifty million for a night with that woman. Anyone who want to raise their stake?" she asked again as if daring anyone to bid higher. All I could hear is the loud thumping of my heart as the guy in red, nods and mark me SOLD. As he took the gold collar that was thrown to him--marking me hers. Damn it!

"Someday, someone won't be afraid of how much you love. They won't stay on the shore; they'll meet you in the depths."