Timid and soft-spoken, Holy Ildefonso suffers from anxiety and erotophobia due to her deceased parents. As she spends time with the naughty and dashing Laki Cavanaugh, can Holy really face her fears, or will his actions only trigger them more? The Magnate's Holiest Sin coming January 16. Add this to your library and get notified when it's available for you to read. *** Suffering from erotophobia, Holy Ildefonso finds it hard to be close to other men except for her own brother. When she discovers that her brother is leaving and she must live under the same roof with Laki Cavanaugh, she suddenly feels trapped and unsecure. With him offering to help with her phobia, Holy reluctantly agrees and unexpectedly finds herself being more comfortable with him. However, just when they think that their situation is getting better, challenges and misunderstandings come between them, tearing them apart. As Holy returns to the country and sees the changes in Laki, can they still try to make everything work this time around? Or will they choose to move on and surrender, even if it breaks their hearts? DISCLAIMER: This story is written in Taglish. COVER DESIGN: Rayne Mariano

After getting pregnant at a young age, Calista Belmonte tries her best to keep her son hidden from his father, Lazarus Cavanaugh. But when their paths cross again, can the truths of the past finally bring them together, or will it only keep them further apart? *** Simple yet beautiful, Calista Belmonte can catch the attention of the people around her without even trying. With her parents living abroad, she must focus on her studies and be independent at a young age. However, an unexpected encounter with Lazarus Cavanaugh turns into a bigger mistake, leaving Calista pregnant with their son. As their paths cross again, Calista tries to keep her son hidden from Lazarus, only to end up on his side again. With their new connection and a possible second shot at love, can Calista and Lazarus embrace the hope of a fresh start and make everything right this time? Or will the truths of their past continue to hurt them and push them further apart? DISCLAIMER: This story is written in Taglish. COVER DESIGN: Rayne Mariano

You can read this as a standalone story! WARNING: If your humor doesn't match with the characters' humor in this story, please quit reading immediately! Darkkon is not the typical cold male lead! Thank you! ... Sartori #4 "Darkkon. . . got aroused for me." Darkkon, the eldest of them four. Protective. Manipulative. Addictive. Aggressive. Possessive. Obsessive. His beast got aroused and became a psychotic stalker the moment he saw her, touched her skin, heard her voice, smell her scent, and even tasted her. Everything about her got him desperate to make her his even if it means his downfall. . . . Mature Content Warning: R18+

You cannot read this as a standalone story! Read "Addicted Damien" and "Abused Diablos" first! Sartori #3 "I abandoned Drugo. . ." . . . Mature Content Warning: R18+

You can read this as a standalone story! Sartori #1 "Damien... got addicted to me." Damien, the youngest boss of the Sartorian Mafia, was a man who could not be calmed. Illegal drugs were his way of coping with his anger, until he discovered a strange aroma. He never expected to experience true euphoria from a woman's natural scent, something far more intoxicating than the effects of the drugs he once relied on. . . . WARNING: This story is unedited! All chapters are in their first drafts! Thank you!

You can read this as a standalone story! Sartori #2 "I abused Diablos..." Diablos, the third-born boss of the Sartorian Mafia, was a man who could not be tamed due to his uncontrollable anger. He had to drink the bitter medicines prescribed by the family doctor to keep himself restrained. Never did he imagine that he would taste the sweetest sensation from a woman's skin, far better than bitterness. That taste became the only thing that kept him under control during his fits of rage. But because of his obsession with it, his kindness was abused. . . . Mature Content Warning: R18+

I only live for my siblings. Salitang bumubuhay at nagiging dahilan para nagpatuloy sa buhay si Tael. Nagtatrabaho sya hindi para sa sarili kundi para sa kanyang mga kapatid. He work double. Kung pwedeng kumilos sya ng dalawampu't apat na oras, gagawin nya. Will there be someone who will appreciate him and teach him how to appreciate his life? Myth Rykes Sinclair, a well known business man at a mafia leader. Kinatatakutan ng lahat. Cold, ruthless, merciless. He hate weak and innocent person. In the world where he lived, life is somehow precious ans at the same time useless. Sa pag kokros ng kanilang landas, ano ang magiging papel nya sa binatang probinsyano? Rank 1 boyslove Oct. 15,2021 Rank 1 mpreg Oct. 17, 2021 Rank 3 lgbt Oct. 18, 2021

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Former Title: Fault Beneath the Stars Stray Boys Series #1 | 🍉 They told me I wasn't in the Book. That in the grand design of the Divine, there was no ink wasted on people like me. It is hard to live as a gay man in a society that is blind, or worse, a society that chooses blindness in the name of faith. They preach love while teaching us to hate ourselves. Because of them, your skin burns even while you are still far from hell. To be gay is to be mocked, bruised, prayed over like a disease, and treated as something less than human. They hurt us for one simple reason: we are not written in their "Holy Book" the way they are. We were never named. Never claimed. Not even spared a footnote. And perhaps that is why it is so easy for them to erase us. I grew up in a house heavy with rosaries and sacred texts, a home that echoed with novenas every Thursday morning. I learned early how to kneel, how to bow my head, and - most of all- how to hide. I buried my truth so deep that even I forgot what it sounded like to speak it aloud. It is hard to be gay. Harder when you fall in love with someone just like you. "That's wrong." "That's a sin." "You're going to hell." They say it like a prayer, like a promise. But can they really blame me? Because in that so-called "sin," I finally found myself. In that love they condemn, I learned how to breathe without fear. With him, my wings grew where shame once lived. With him, my skin finally stopped burning.