[Edited Version] "We only read erotica," Fiona said with a straight face. "Come again?" I asked, clutching my copy of Jane Eyre to my chest. I suddenly felt like a girl who'd come to a fancy-dress party dressed as herself. "Oh, come on, Janelle," Fiona smiled, pulling my hand and leading me into the room. The light in the library was dimmed to a dull glow, and then I heard a man's voice reading: "I entered her from behind, squeezing the taut skin of her buttocks and driving myself even deeper, until..." Somewhere in the dark, I heard moans of pleasure and the unmistakable yowl of a climax... [Cover by @headfullofstars]

Callante Fontanilla was hot. Dayum hot. But for some reason, galit si Kira sa lalaki na forever kapitbahay na yata niya. Wala naman itong kasalanan sa kanya at wala rin siyang dapat na ika-bitter. Maybe, she just hated him for being a playboy. Lahat na yata ng magagandang babae sa kanilang lugar ay naakit na nito at nadala sa kama. Kahit na lantaran ang pagpapakita nito ng pagkagusto sa kanya ay hindi siya pumapatol. Ang pumatol sa isang lalaking walang kakuntentuhan sa isang babae ang pinaka-aayawan niya. Kaya naman nang magtaksil sa kanya ang boyfriend niyang si Jiro at mambuntis ito ng iba, gayon na lang ang sakit at pagkadismaya niya. Nagpakalasing siya sa isang bar, nagpakagaga. Kinaumagahan ay natagpuan na lang niya ang sarili sa isang kama. Kasama ang lalaking pinaka-aayawan niya. Si Callante, nakayakap sa beywang niya at may ngising tagumpay sa labi. "Akin ka na ngayon."

She's pregnant and... a virgin.

Warning: Not suitable for young readers or sensitive minds. Contains graphic sex scenes, adult language and situation intended for mature readers only.

FOR OPEN MINDED READERS ONLY!!! may scenes po dito that is not suitable for below 17 yrs old.

It started with a joke, but his love for her is never a joke. He's known for his label as the Sex God. How can she handle a husband who all he thinks is about making out with her? Copyright 2012 (Book is under revision, as of 24th of April, 2016.)

UNEDITED VERSION. Maraming errors. Maraming wrong grammar at maraming emoticons. Read at your own risks.

"Our next is a girl of eighteen summers. She has smooth, unblemished skin and has been schooled in the arts of love and seduction. But most of all, she is untouched." my auctioneer and captor said as he paraded me in front of the men. They eyed their fill of my body but they were forbidden to touch. "Bidding starts at two hundred pieces of silver." I was returned towards the stage as the men stated their prices. I was a rare commodity: a slave girl yet untouched, eighteen, fertile when the land has been struck with a plague that left women barren. The price for me reached eight hundred silver coins and many have already backed down. "Two hundred gold coins!" a man spoke up. It was he, the man who stared at me with passion and desire in his eyes moments ago. That was quite a sum for a slave! "Two hundred gold coins going once, twice... Sold to the King of Ivaris!" the auctioneer shouted. There it was. My fate was sealed. I am a love slave and it is just my luck that I am sold to the same cruel king that destroyed my kingdom. *A story of love, of gods and goddesses, of reincarnation and magic, intrigue and betrayal, of kings and war...*

I was vulnerable when I met him. I was suffering. I was grieving. He made me forget the pain. He gave me PLEASURE to forget the PAIN. It seemed so wrong but felt so right. Warning: This story contains mature scenes that may not be appropriate to all readers.