It was wrong to be near her. No. He shouldn't be near her. Nilalabanan ni Brandon ang kanyang sarili dahil useless ang attraction na nararamdaman niya. For him, it was all just a game. For him it's pretend-love every night and the show is over every morning. Kaya illegal ang makaramdam ng constant attraction para sa isang babaeng hindi niya naman gaanong kilala. But when Aurora Veronica wore that freaking corporate uniform, the walls he tried to build so hard came crashing down. Come on, Brandon, who are you kidding? The girl looked innocent but she's damn hot with those killer heels. It probably won't hurt that much. After all, it's just a game. It's just a game. Yes, it's just a game. Just one night. One night. It only takes one night to believe all the lies.

Would you rather chase what you want or follow a future that's already arranged for you? Samantha was just sixteen nang malaman niyang ipapakasal siya kay Adrian, ang anak ng bestfriend ng daddy niya. She was a food-loving teenager while Adrian was the star of their school's soccer team and the guy that she loathes. When her father died, she decided to take control of her life kaya't umalis siya ng Pilipinas at hindi na muling nagpakita pa. Makalipas ang siyam na taon ay bumalik si Samantha, hindi para pakasalan si Adrian kundi para kumbinsihin ang mga magulang nito na hindi na ituloy ang kasal nila. She has made a life of her own and she has found love. Masaya siya at kontento sa piling ni Miles, ang boyfriend niyang nagnanais na pakasalan siya. Gagawin niya ang lahat para hindi na matuloy ang kasal ni Adrian, kahit na mapanggap pa siya bilang isang personal chef ng mama nito just to convince her to cancel their wedding. But how can she stick to her plan when she finds out that Adrian is not the person she thought he would be? Will she choose the one who owns her heart or the one who owns her future? ***** "I really like your story: The Presidents Son. It's like a breath of fresh air from my stressful job. Looking forward to reading all of your works..." - ImNotAPrude "hi nakakagutom nman ang bawat chapter title ng TPS...." - missSbob "I'm starting to love you and your stories, mostly The President's Son... Love the names of the chapters which are about FOODS haha" - mikaellarosedaguro "I really love The President's Son..natapos qu xa in one night..puyat talaga aqu pero worth it naman..."- JopelleAtienza All rights reserved. Only the author has The right to reproduce the work (make copies); the right to adapt it (make new versions); the right to distribute or publish the work; and the right to display it in any form.

"Miranda dela Cruz," sabi ni Ryan, team captain nina Jacob. "No one comes close to Miranda without having to deal first with Lucas. 'Di ba balita sa buong campus na crush ni Lucas si Miranda? I bet even Alfred here can't get past Lucas. Miranda is under the umbrella of protection of Lucas." Alfred was a football player in HFU at kilalang playboy. "Want to bet on that?" mayabang na sabi ni Alfred. "Kayang-kaya kong maging girlfriend si Miranda in three months." They knew a bet was on. "Tig-one hundred thousand kami--" "Drop it, you two!" authoritative na sabi ni Jacob kay Ryan. "'Wag n'yong pagpustahan si Miranda. That's cruel!" "Kung ayaw mong sumali, 'wag ka na lang makialam, Jacob." Si Ryan. "Why, Jacob? Natatakot ka ba kay Lucas?" SI Alfred ulit. "I'm not afraid of him." "Then prove it." "I have nothing to prove." "Make Miranda your girl in three months, Jacob. Kung hindi mo magawa 'yan, babayaran mo kami--" "No. Money is out of the question." Tumingin isi Ryan kay Jacob. "Hindi ko alam kung ano ang rason sa pagtutol mo." "Because that is fucking wrong!" mariing sabi ni Jacob. "Hindi kaya dahil takot ka kay Lucas, Jacob?" Tiningnan niya ng masama si Alfred. "Kung gano'n ikaw na ang gumawa, Jacob. Make Miranda your girl in three months. At kapag hindi mo nakayang gawin, si Alfred ang gagawa." Jacob smirked. "Hindi ako katulad n'yo." "I'd be more than willing. She's pretty," sabi ni Alfred. Nagsukatan sila ng tingin ni Alfred. Alam niyang hindi nagbibiro si Alfred. He had to protect Miranda. Ilayo ito kay Alfred kahit na nariyan pa si Lucas sa tabi ni Miranda. Because he cared for her. A lot. "I'm on it," seryosong sabi ni Jacob. Hindi siya sang-ayon sa pustahan. Gusto lang niyang ilayo si Miranda kay Alfred. But would the end justify the mean? What if Miranda thought otherwise? A BIG thank you to @yhang__yhang (yhangunnie) for my nice book cover. Please follow her ❤

"Hello guys... What have I missed?" "Oh, my God! Tres!" excited na sabi ng mutual friend nilang si Miranda. Tres? The great Alfonso Esquivel The Third? Five years ago, during college, Tres was her boyfriend and she was Tres's sweetheart and they were happily in love with each other. But they broke up--no--she broke up with Tres days after their graduation when she saw him kissing other girl. After that, she never saw Tres again. Until now. At Lucas and Stasha, their mutual friends' wedding day. "Sobrang na-miss kita," sabi ni Miranda na halatang excited. Jorjina heard Tres chuckle. The same sexy drawl. Playful, naughty chuckle. Pinakalma ni Jorjina ang nagririgodon niyang puso bago humarap. And when she did, she met the pair of beautiful brown eyes belonging to the gorgeous Tres Esquivel. Tres was in his gray tuxedo. He was a a little more muscled than he was five years ago. He was sporting a long and messy hair that touched his suit's collar. And a thin eight o' clock shadow beard along his jawline that added character to him. Dangerously and devastatingly handsome. Still. And always. Jorjina met his gaze. Nasa harapan niya ang multo ng kanyang kahapon. All their memories flooded her mind. Bittersweet memories. Their gazes held for a few seconds. And then finally, the right corner of Tres's lips twitched upwad, forming a half-smile. Handsome half-smile that did not reach his bown eyes. "Hello, Jorjina. It's been a while." Sinalubong niya ang tingin ni Tres. "Hello, Tres," matipid na sabi ni Jorjina kasabay ang isang matipid na ngiti. Even if her heart was beating fast. Even if deep inside her heart, she missed him--so much. His beautiful brown eyes. His sexy drawl. His playful chuckle. His flirty smile. And the painful truth that after five, long and unhappy years, she was still hopelessly in love with Tres Esquivel-beyond words and endlessly. A BIG thank you to @yhang__yhang (yhangunnie) for my nice book cover. Please follow her ❤

"I have to warn you, Jorjina. Do not let yourself fall in love with me," seryosong sabi ni Tres habang diretsong nakatingin sa mga mata ni Jorjina. "I might break your heart. And I don't want that to happen." That was point-blank. Napalunok si Jorjina. Hindi niya alam kung bakit tila may kurot sa puso ang sinabi ng binata. She dismissed that thought in her mind. Tinaasan ni Jorjina ng isang kilay si Tres. "Ang feelingero mo naman, Tres Esquivel," mataray na sabi ng dalaga. "Hindi ako mai-in love sa 'yo dahil isa kang walking heartbreak. Isa kang malaking karengkeng at nagsusumigaw na heartbreak!" Pinakadiin-diin pa ni Jorjina ang mga huling salitang sinabi. "At hindi ako masokista para saktan ang sarili ko at kumuha ng batong ipupukpok sa ulo ko. Kaya 'yang warning mo na mai-in love ako sa 'yo ay malabong mangyari. Hindi. Mangyayari. 'Yan," mataray at confident niyang sabi habang kumukumpas-kumpas pa ang kamay niya. Ilang segundong nakatingin lang sa kanya si Tres. Him scanning and studying her face as if searching for the truth with what she said. "Good," Tres then finally said, not even smiling as if he felt disappointed with her answer. "At least we're crystal clear on that." Crytal clear on that. Klarung-klaro kay Jorjina. But why on earth did Jorjina Pascua aka Jorj, non-academic scholar -read : average girl-a plain jane and campus Artists' Club member eat her words and fell in love with Alfonso Esquivel III aka Tres Esquivel, breathtakingly handsome, ultra rich and campus' ultimate playboy? At ang masaklap pa, naibigay pa niya ang sarili niya sa binata. A BIG thank you to @yhang__yhang (yhangunnie) for my nice book cover. Please follow her ❤

(Will be published under BOOKWARE PUBLISHING CORPORATION - PINK AND PURPLE imprint) Lucas Jaime Agoncillo, currently the President of Student Council was known for his good-super good looks and for his brains, being a consistent Dean's Lister since he entered the university. Tall, moreno and handsome. He was a no-nonsense guy and always carried an air of authority with him. Super rich, being the scion of a prominent steel manufacturer in the country. Stasha Marie Villaruel, beautiful and bratty. Campus queenfor three consecutive years. Everybody in the campus called her Her Highness. Both are campus royalties. But they avoided each other's paths for underlying reasons unknown to both of them. Pareho nilang ini-snob ang isa't-isa sa campus. On the day of their foundation day, nagawa silang gawin partners sa isang marriage booth. "Groom, meet your bride, Her Highness Stasha Marie Villaruel. Bride, meet your groom, Mister President, Lucas Jaimes Agoncillo," sabi ng schoolmate nilang may pakana ng marriage booth na ginanap sa Art Room. Their eyes locked. Lucas held Stasha's gaze and then smiled-a gorgeous one at that. His eyes were glinting with amusement. Nagbaba ng tingin si Stasha. Hindi niya kayang matagalan ang tingin ni Lucas. At pagkatapos ay napadako ang tingin ni Lucas sa nakabukas na pinto ng Art Room. Lahat ng mga nagdadaang estudyante ay napapatingin sa loob. "Close the door, please," marahang utos ni Lucas sa isang naroroon na malapit sa pinto. "I don't want uninvited guests to my wedding." Napaangat si Stasha ng mukha at napatingin kay Lucas. And then Lucas smiled at Stasha as if teasing her. Isang ngiting lalong nagpapaguwapo kay Lucas. Isang ngiting madalang nitong maibigay kay Stasha. A BIG thank you to @yhang__yhang (yhangunnie) for my nice book cover. Please follow her ❤

Nagpakasal ang isang man-hater na si Sapphire sa isang super "friendly" na lalaki na si Johann for the sake na makuha niya ang mana niya. Magkasundo naman sila ni Johann. Excempted ito sa galit niya sa mga kabaro nito. "Friends" naman kasi sila. Hanggang sa araw-araw na lang ay lagi itong topless sa loob ng bahay nila. Nahahalata niya ring nilalandi-landi siya nito. Pero ang sabi nito, "Hindi kita nilalandi. Walang malisya. Friends kaya tayo." Ay, weh? Written ©️ 2014-2015 (Published 2018/2019 by PHR)

Beckett Furrer. Groom. Bachelor's Party. Drunk. Desire. Lust. And mistakes. Three years later, what happened that day still haunted his sleep and waking hours. Not because the wedding was cut off, but because of the woman who gave him the sexiest and erotic night of his life. But the thing was... He didn't see her face because of the mask she was wearing that night, but he saw the tattoo on her back - that tribal tattoo that never left his dreams and consciousness. It would really be a dream come true if he saw her again... the woman he'd been looking for for three years now. And just like any other coincidences ... He saw her in his friend's wedding. And she happened to be the best friend of his friend's bride. He's the Best man and she's the Maid of Honor. Not to mention that he knows her for years now! How fuck up was this? CECELIB | C.C. WARNING: MATURE CONTENT | P-18 COMPLETED

I was 18 when my father arranged a marriage with a young multibillionaire man to make peace between our families, I didn't want this. Isaac Miller is a multimillionaire, he owns thousands of companies across the world and I'm just Claudia Richardson; 18 years old, kind, innocent and caring. ~~ This is it, the moment everyone's been waiting for. Everyone but me. "Do you Isaac Stone Miller, take Claudia Rose Richardson to be your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold in sickness and in health. To love and to care?" The priest asks. "I do," he responds. "Now, do you Claudia Rose Richardson take Isaac Stone Miller to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold in sickness and in health. To love and to care?" So many thoughts are swarming around in my head, I want to shout NO! But I can't, I look out at the crowd. Everyone is looking at me, mother is smiling, father is leaning forward in his seat. The ones you love the most hurt you the most. I will always question why I made this choice, why I said yes, it was my fathers fault. But my own heart stopped as I softly said to the man that I don't and will never love; "Yes." Highest rank: #28 in Romance 6/2/17 *completed *NOT A WEREWOLF BOOK