"What if your boyfriend is a killer?" April has it all: looks, a complete family, money, and a lovable boyfriend. She thought her life was the best life ever, but she was all wrong when destiny somehow began to play its game. She found her boyfriend's secret. She slowly falls into a trap that turns not only her life upside down but also herself and her principles. Is she willing to embrace it all? Will she risk her heart for him? Will this adventure turn out bloody? What is the secret behind the secret? _______________________________ Note: This is the new version of this story. This story contain killings and offensive language. Genre: Romance | Mystery [PUBLISHED OLD VERSION UNDER IMMAC YEAR 2020]

Brandish Eireen Varquez is one of the wealthiest clans of the Delafuentes, the "alpha" female of her generation who strikes a superior and powerful aura was forced into a fixed marriage she never wished to have. Her plan was to get away with him, to free herself from her mother's crazy ideas about taming her. She will do anything to ruin the marriage. How come Asiel, the motherfucker she hates the most, made her fall on her knees and tainted her name with his surname, which changed her life in just a snap?

Elliana Brielle Delafuente, "the innocent girl" of the Delafuente clan with a plastic attitude will do anything just to fit in with the standard of being a Delafuente. Palagi siyang nakukumpara sa kanyang pinsan na si Zera kaya gusto niyang patunayan sa lahat na may ikakabuga rin siya sa pamamagitan ng pang-aakit sa isang badboy. She will prove to her friends that taming a badboy is easy for her, when the truth is, she's not really good at it. She wants to own the title. She wants to prove to her friends that she's capable of making the badboy fall inlove with her. Paano kung siya rin ang nahulog sa sarili niyang laro at hindi na siya makatakas pa. The badboy gripped her until she can't escape from him.

What if the virginity you are keeping has been taken away by a gay man and your life has turned upside down because of what happened that night, what do you do when the dreams that you want for your future didn't happen anymore?because it ended with a gay and nothing knows but to flirt with man's. #Tiaerrys Rank #9 in gayxgirl #13 in gayxgirl #28 in gayxgirl

To earn the freedom to write her headlines in the newspaper, Fiorisce has to expose the rot buried deep beneath Dr. Xalvien's pristine reputation. *** Fiorisce Lavandula is a rising journalist with one dream: to make it to the front page. Her assignment? Uncover the truth behind Xalvien Vouganville, the beloved psychiatrist with a reputation too spotless to be true. The search for scandal becomes a journey through Xalvien's damaged mind. Xalvenge, the volatile, haunted, and mysterious attorney, is hidden behind Xalvien's calm façade--the secret locked away by years of trauma from a shadowed asylum stay. As they solve mysteries, Fiorisce's ambition is tested by forces bigger than fame. When secrets threaten Xalvien's reputation, she must decide whether to expose the story or protect the person who trusted her enough to let her in. DISCLAIMER: This story is written in Taglish.

It takes Xantiel Vouganville a lot of logic and lies to hide who he is--until he has to protect Feuille. She's not running away from danger; she's after it. *** Xantiel Vouganville lives three lives--an engineer by day, a vigilante hacker by night, and a street vendor of genius inventions in between. But when his friend, Xildius, asks him to protect a girl named Feuille Guivellnova, Xantiel finds himself tangled in a mission more dangerous than any system he's ever cracked. Feuille isn't just a damsel in hiding. She's the co-founder of a secret website that exposes and hunts down predators. The more Xantiel watches her, the deeper he falls for her brilliance and secrets. But with every discovery, he realizes Feuille isn't running from danger. She's chasing it to save others. And when the hunters become the hunted, will Xantiel keep his promise to protect Feuille or follow her into the dark where love and death share the same code? DISCLAIMER: This story is written in Taglish.

Her only goal is to finish the last year of her High School life in peace. But then she met a guy who is so good at destroying peace.

When 17 year old November Jones accidentally burns off her left eyebrow in a freak accident, she brushes it off. Nothing a bit of makeup can't fix, right? But when she finds herself shoved into the backseat of her own car as a couple of very big, very bad, and very dangerous-looking men drive off with it, things can't be so easily fixed...especially since it's not just her missing eyebrow that needs to be covered, it's also the fact that one of the most wanted criminal organizations in the country accidentally kidnapped a teenage girl while trying to escape a drug deal gone wrong. Could things get any worse? Well, with a girl like November in the mix, the answer is yes.

Sandejas Siblings Second Installment: (2023 Edition) D A S H "Because it's not about the eyes that can see, it's about the heart that feels and that's what matters." It was months ago when Fleureah Kaia Aceso first saw the man who captured her attention. He was tall, lean, and handsome. He screams elegance and wealth. His pointed nose, clenched jaw, thin lips, and those sinfully beautiful blue eyes-whose stare is like a magnet that drags her down to the deepest abyss of eternity-captivated her. Then, he came back, still handsome as ever but without the same sight as before. How can she stop liking this man when every time she sees him, she'll fall for him over and over again like the first time she laid her eyes on him? How can she stop herself from nurturing her feelings now that she was given a task to pretend as his fianceè? Will the eyes really won't matter if you love someone? Will the heart find the love that the eyes couldn't even see? Highest Rank Achieved: #2 in General Fiction

"You're atheist," I remind him. "You don't believe in god." "I believe in you," He murmurs, letting the cigarette hang from his lips. "I believe in whatever you believe." He says, letting the confession roll off his tongue as if it were that simple. As if god, the devil, heaven, hell-as if none of it really had meaning to him. "That's not how it works," I mutter as we walk down a few more alleyways-the city of Manhattan coated in a light blanket of snow. Henry Vitiello had never had anything to pray for, that is, until he met me-the only thing that had ever opened his mind up to the possibility of religion "Isn't it?" He argues, taking the cigarette by his middle and pointer finger before blowing the smoke out. "I'II dip my hands in holy water if it means I could touch you." "You'd probably burn." 𓆩♡𓆪 𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐘 𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐎, the reaper. He's a prick. An asshole. A pretentious son of a bitch. He's not perfect. He's not even decent. But he's hers. She could be a bottle labeled poison but he was an alcoholic, and he had drunk her empty. Now he was hungover. 𝐉𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒, the healer. She's known to be the perfect good girl, with perfect grades and a perfect life with a perfect family. They didn't know that behind the gated doors of their billion dollar estate, she was strapped down to a chair every night and picked apart just to be put back together in time for supper. 𓆩♡𓆪 star-crossed; adjective (of a person or a plan) thwarted by bad luck. 'star-crossed lovers' and that, they were. So they fucked under those very stars that tried so desperately to break them apart. 𓆩♡𓆪 ‼️DISCLAIMER ‼️ BOOK REFERENCES TO MARA DYER, SHATTER ME, MIND FUCK, ETC ARE ALL INTENTIONAL SO DONT BE RUDE. AS FOR TRIGGER WARN