LUSTING over Grace Oquendo was not good for Valerian Volkzki's health. He should be working his ass off and firing his employees who go against his will. Dapat ay nagpapayaman siya imbes na ini-stalk si Grace Oquendo. Lahat ng ginagawa niya ay kabaliktaran sa dapat gawin ng isang Valerian Volkzki. Why was he being like this? To see Grace again? Hell! That was against his vocabulary. Para mahawakan ito at pa-simpling ma-tsansingan? Fúck! Hindi siya manyak. He could bed any woman he fúcking wants. Para makasama ito? Shit! Gusto niya palaging nag-iisa at ayaw niya ng isturbo. And Grace Oquendo screams disturbance to his life. Para maamoy ang nakakabaliw na natural na amoy nito bilang isang babae? Another Fúck! Kailan pa siya nabaliw sa isang amoy? He was so fúcked up. O para maakit niya ito at maangkin? Hmm... well... And to top of it all, may lahing hapon at espanyol ang dalaga. Another holy Fúck! Hindi siya papatol sa may lahing hapon at espanyol! But could he stop his manhood from reacting every time Grace was near? If he couldn't stop his massive erection, disaster will strike in the name of cupid and lust. WARNING: SPG | R-18 THE WATTY'S 2016 WINNER COMPLETED

Tyron Zapanta was a one-woman-man kind of guy. He doesn't do cheating and flings. He believes that a man should only love one woman. The longest relationship he had was three years and still going strong. But, his belief about love was challenged by cupid when Raine Lynn Dizon crashed into his life. Literally. When he saw her heart-shaped face, Argentine eyes and sweltering lips, his belief was forgotten. All he could remember is his need to kiss those sultry lips and stared at her tantalizing Argentine eyes. Lalabanan ba niya ang atraksiyon na nararamdaman para sa dalaga kahit alam niyang mali or would he let his feelings show as he thrust hard and deep inside her? CECELIB | C.C. WARNING: MATURE CONTENT | P-18 COMPLETED

NOTE: SPG/R-18 | Now available in PPC and National Bookstore | 120 Php | Published under Red Room | Dahil sa kalasingan, pumayag si Cherry sa dare ng mga kaibigan na halikan ang pinaka-guwapong lalaki na makikita niya sa bar. She was looking for an Adonis looking male when her eyes settled on a gorgeous hunk that's sexily drinking his glass of rum. Itinapon niya ang inhebisyon sa katawan at nilapitan ang lalaki at walang se-seremonyang hinalikan niya ito sa mga labi na nauwi sa mainit na pagtatalik sa likod ng sasakyan nito. It was a good night for Cherry, a good memory... Until she meet her new Boss.

(PUBLISHED UNDER Bliss Books AND Flutter Fic) seniors series #1 A Senior Highschool series. complete [unedited] 1# NBS Bestseller under Local Fiction [July 2024] Madali lang daw ang maging honor student. You just have to mix intelligence, perseverance and start being assiduous with almost everything - then you'll be rewarded with the medals you have always yearned for. Zafirah Sidney Sanchez has always been like that ever since she stepped her feet in the school grounds. Kaakibat ng pagiging honor student niya, she has always put her grades above everything and believes that she can be the best among the rest. When she met Sarathiel Zyler Aracosa of the STEM strand, he trampled on her ego when his grades were greater than hers and to add salt to the wounds - the guy did it so effortlessly. Being affronted with the sudden revelation that her enemy might just have it all even without inserting any effort, Zafirah made it her school life's mission to beat him when it comes to academics. But what if instead of the passionate hatred that she is insisting to have for him, a burning love would surface? At paano kung ang inaalagaan niyang titulo ay tuluyan nang maagaw sa kanya? And if things go wrong, who do we hold accountable for our choices? Is it our hearts or our minds? highest rank: #1 teen fiction

Suzerain Rosales spent her life avoiding even the tiniest wound-because with her rare blood disorder, one cut could mean death. She lived carefully, never letting herself bleed. But the night she found a man, bleeding, broken, unconscious in the trash, and chose to save him, everything she'd tried to escape came rushing in. Violence. Danger. Trouble. Blood. The man she saved was an Italian mafia boss. And from that moment on, her life began to soak in blood in his hands. Since then, she hasn't stopped bleeding. But she has to, because of him. . . Vlodemir, who she would die for. . . . Mature Content Warning: R18+

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 #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+

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!

Started: 04/27/2021 Ended: 08/24/2021 Ang hirap palang tumanda. Ang hirap magbayad ng bills. Ang hirap suportahan ng pamilyang akala ay isang milyon ang suweldo mo. Ang hirap ngumiti sa nanay na mataas ang tingin sa'yo pero hindi ka kayang ipagtanggol. Ang hirap tabihan sa hapagkainan ng tatay na pinag-uubusan mo ng pera pero hindi ka maalala. Ang hirap mag-abot ng tulong sa kapatid na baon sa utang. Ang hirap intindihin ng hipag na nakakapagpa-rebond pa kahit kapos na kapos na. Ang hirap pakisamahan ng bunsong halos ilahad ang mga palad tuwing makikita ka. Ang hirap ngitian ng mga taong tanong nang tanong kung bakit hindi ka pa nakakapag-asawa. Ang hirap humarap sa mundong isasampal sa'yo na mag-isa ka. Tulong, bigay, utang. Isang iling mo lang, madamot ka na. Kasama mo sila kapag may maibibigay ka, pero hindi mo sila mahahanap kapag wala na. Ikaw ang kakayod, sila ang tutuka. Ikaw ang iiyak sa pagod, sila ang magtatamasa. Iyon ang summary ng buhay ko. Sobra-sobra ang naririnig na paghingi, kulang na kulang ang naririnig na pasasalamat. Sobra-sobra ang pagpapasensya, kulang na kulang ang natatanggap na pagpapahalaga. Sobra-sobra ang binabayaran, kulang na kulang sa kasiyahan. Kaya nang dumating sa buhay ko ang nag-iisang lalaking hindi ako nakita bilang naglalakad na alkansya, ang nag-iisang lalaking nakinig sa mahabang listahan ko ng problema, ang nag-iisang lalaking nagbigay sa akin ng kakaibang saya, ipinangako ko sa sarili na sa gitna ng hirap ng pagtanda, magtitiis ako basta't siya ang kasama. Kahit pa ang kapalit noon ay pagtalikod sa minahal na pamilya. Kahit pa ang kapalit noon ay paglaban sa mundong pinatatakbo ng kapangyarihan at pera. Kahit pa ang kapalit noon ay ang pagdurusa't pag-iisa. Siya ang ginhawa, pahinga, at kasiyahan ko. Dumating man ang araw na tanaw ko na ang dulo. Dumating man ang araw na wala na kaming sagot sa lahat ng bakit at paano. Dumating man ang araw na pareho na kaming talo.