For love, would you play the role of the hero or the villain? An unmasked serial murderer is on the run, and killings are taking place all over the country. What a bad moment for a girl named Skylar Millie Parker to return home after four years in Canada, quitting a well-paid job. Unexpectedly, something happened on her way home when she met someone who would eventually lead her to an even better job opportunity from a prestigious family. Skylar accepted it without having a hint of the bigger trouble that would appear in her life in the form of a person; a woman named Hera Cythera Arentsvelt. The stories about Cythera intrigued her, even without personally seeing the infamous head of the family as she's always locked in her room. Quiet and mysterious, hauntingly playing Beethoven's Moonlight Sonata. But then the time finally came, and something unexplainable changed inside Skylar the moment she saw the woman behind that name... "I remember vividly the first time I laid my eyes on you. You were wearing your purple robe with the same color as your eyes. I suddenly felt like everything around me had stopped, and you were the only one moving. Slowly taking the steps down the grand stairs. It felt like my breath got stuck in my throat, my heart pumping more blood than it should, and my head whispered to my ear...she looks ethereal." Ngunit ano nga bang malaking gulo na dala ng dalaga sa buhay ni Sky? At ano ang katakot takot na sikreto nito ang siyang tuluyang magpapabago sa buhay niya at sa mga tao sa paligid niya? Worse than that, it looks like Cythera knows something about the infamous serial killer in town... But is she the killer? Anong kaya mong isugal para protektahan ang taong pinaka importante para sayo? Disclaimer: This story is written in Taglish (Tagalog-English)

The story of Clementine's bestfriend: Atty. Yllezabeth Freirain Calvry. A short story only. TAGALOG-ENGLISH [FEBRUARY 2024 - MARCH 2024]

TAMED • WRITTEN IN TAGLISH • SAPPHIC ROMANCE STATUS: COMPLETED DATE STARTED: July 2018 (Chapter 1-20) DATE RESUMED: April 2020 DATE FINISHED: December 07, 2020 (5PM PHT) Zamantha Karssen Abvelino is a sponsored student, concealing her talent and struggling with a deflated self-concept. Her world flips on its axis when a formidable teacher, feared by all, enters her life and brings a brand new set of barriers. Professor Rhio Ritchel Sandoval is an untamed authority on academia. She is an enigma. Brilliant and celebrated as a woman and an educator who commands the attention of every student who crosses her path with her razor sharp intellect and a personality as complex as the subjects she teaches. Their love affair is a fevered dance of becoming. Two straight women bending toward something dangerously new, a passionate romance that defies gravity and expectation as they tame themselves they never knew existed.

Cee lives her life hiding her true identity as a woman just to be accepted into the Seriantel family. She may be pretending as a man, but she is certain that she is straight - until she deals with Verra Normans.

The Empress of the East was known to be cruel, heartless, and just pure evil woman. She'll kill anyone over the smallest mistake and go to war if you annoy her. She was the most feared and dangerous woman in history that had everything a man could want plus more. But, a little fox from a neighboring Kingdom caught her eye and now this Empress will stop at nothing to have that little fox as hers. Until a ring is on her finger. No matter what.

(Treasure Town #3) R18+ ✔ Arabella was the third-in-line heiress of Spencer's clan. She has a bubbly and outgoing personality that makes her appear as the friendliest member of their family. Everything in her life is perfect, but nothing is permanent in this world. As she went on with her chosen path in life, she crossed paths with her worst nightmare. Someone who will make her question her existence and sexuality, and someone who will make her experience what it feels like to run for your life because that nightmare will be her downfall.

(Treasure Town #1) R18+ ✔ One town with a powerful family bloodline has a surname that means "wealth". Each family member was bound by the rules set by their old ancestors. One of the things they should follow is: "do not put the family surname to shame, or you'll be cast out." Beatrice Spencer is a young, curious teenager. One of the youngest among her cousins will break that rule. On her 18th birthday, she found herself kissing her eldest cousin, Louise, the most cold woman she had ever seen.

R18+ ✔ Juztine Claire Arden is the youngest daughter of her parents, despite being rich and surrounded by loving parents and a brother, she still grew distant and cold. She hates people and doesn't want anything to do with them, which is why she has zero friends. She is not affectionate and hates skinship the most. But behind her mysterious demeanor, she is secretly admiring someone from afar. That person is her soon-to-be sister-in-law, the only person she is comfortable being with aside from her family. Will she learn to be soft or will she become more stone cold?

"Are you alright, Darling?" Vanya slyly asks as I sit on her lap and she bumps her knee up and down, hitting every sensitive spot. I bury my face in her neck, gasping for air, my nails digging into her back as she keeps lifting her knee towards my core. She's barely doing anything and I'm already a mess, and she knows it. Her hand darts to my neck, gently squeezing the sides of it, leaving just enough space for me to breathe and answer her as she demands that I answer her. "Answer me, Darling. Tell your daddy what's wrong," she demands, forcing me to look into her eyes, never stopping her knee movements. As she presses her knee into my core, she starts moving her knee in small circles, enjoying my quiet whimpers and moans. "I'm alright," I finally answer. Vanya, with a sly smile, roughly kisses me, slipping her tongue into my mouth as I gasp. Her hands drift from my throat to my hips, rolling up my skirt until she can fiddle with the elastic band of my underwear, picking it off my skin and letting go so that it slaps against my skin. I moan at the feeling. Vanya gently lifts my hips, never giving me a chance to break my lips away from hers as she moves my underwear to the side, slipping her dick into me, my walls stretching wide around her, struggling to adjust to her size. I stop her as she starts thrusting deeply and quickly into me, unable to handle the overstimulation. "Come on, Darling. You can take it for me, can't you?" She hisses in my ear. "Now why don't you ride daddy's dick like the good girl you are. Don't worry about being quiet either. My office is soundproof." **** A girl who, as a joke with a friend, who claimed while drunk to possess magic, tells them to prove it. Little did she know she should have been more specific... It's been 200 years since that joke.