"You are invited to Temptation Island."

WARNING: This story is not suitable for young readers. If you are below 18 years old, please don't proceed with the Prologue because this story contains explicit words that are not suitable for you guys. Thank you. Date created: September 1, 2014 Date finished: November 18, 2014

SYNOPSIS: When God showered bitterness unto the world, Aminah was in the open and caught it all. To Aminah, happy ending, Forever, Love and Eternity are just shit loads of words used by men to bait and hurt women. Aminah have all the reason to abhor the male species. Her father abandoned her to be with his mistress and her so called groom ditched her on their wedding day with a bimbo-slut-whore of a woman. Who says happy ending and forever is real? Then Magnus McGregor, a drop-dead gorgeous billionaire slash hottie with eight pack abs enters her life. He's the epitome of sexiness and hotness combined. But who cares if he's hot and with abs and is very attractive? Definitely not Aminah. She hate men... right?

SYNOPSIS: KUNG may katawang tao ang tsismis, ang magiging pangalan niyon ay Jan Irish. She was a gossip eater and spreader. It's her job and nobody could stop her. Kaya nga pinili ni Jan Irish na maging Journalist para legal na makapag-tsismis sa iba ng mga alam niyang sekreto. She loved her job more than anything. It gave her freedom from speaking what's on her mind. Kaya naman nang bigyan siya ng bagong assignment ng Editor-in-Chief ng Magazine na pinagta-trabahoan niya, hindi niya mapigil ang excitement, lalo na at si Tegan Galvante ang assignment niya. One of the rudest man that every walked on earth. There was no Journalist on the country who succeeded in getting an interview from him and that's her assignment: interview Tegan Galvante. Alam ni Jan Irish na mahihirapan siya pero sisiguraduhin niyang siya ang pinaka-unang Journalist na magtatagumpay na makakuha ng interview ni Tegan Galvante. Gagawin niya ang lahat, makamit lang ang inaasam. Jan Irish mind was already set, she will do everything, use everything in her disposal to get what she wanted ... then she met Tegan Galvante for the first time. And never in her life was she tongue-tied, just that moment. Why? Was it his tattoos? His burned scars? His undeniable good looks? Or was it the feeling he aroused from her? Whatever it was, she's doomed. Because Tegan Galvante was the kind of man that couldn't be trusted with a woman's heart.

SYNOPSIS: Nykyrel Guzmano was like a phantom. He hides away from the shadows and control people from the dark corner of his huge mansion. He's the owner of Guzmano Corporation yet nobody had seen him, not even his shadow. Some believed that he was a man near to the grave, a man who's ugly and scared to be mocked. He was a mystery that needed to be solve and will move heaven and earth to unravel Nykyrel's mysterious personality. By hooked or by crooked, Lechel will have her interview with him. Fudge the rumors, she will get the interview and her promotion. So she did what she had to do. Inakyat niya ang gate ng mansiyon ni Nykyrel Guzmano. Inihanda niya ang sarili na makakita ang naaganas na nilalang sa loob o kaya naman uugod-ugod na na lalaki, pero mali ang akala niya o ang haka-haka ng mga tao sa labas ng mansiyon. The man in front of her who claimed to be Nykyrel Guzmano was a handsome man, very handsome that her heart was nearly knocked out from her ribcage.

[This is a spin-off of The DILF but can be read as a stand-alone] [The story you are about to read is intended for readers age 18+ due to its sexual content and language. It may not be appropriate for all audiences. Please read at your own discretion.] There was nothing Ophelia wanted better than to gouge Nikolai's long-lashed, consuming blue eyes out with a butter knife and mail them to the rest of the Alvonich family. Too bad they were in a very public, very esteemed place - Mikhail's wedding. "You don't think I'll press the button?" Nikolai's breath was warm and teasing in her ear. Ophelia had no idea what possessed her to take up his challenge of a vibrating thong, except that it was too late to back out now. She turned to glance at the infuriating man beside her. "Honestly, I don't care. It won't affect me." "Sweet Ophelia," he whispered, surprising her by flicking his tongue into her ear. Jumping, she glared at him, ignoring the important guests at her table, her father included. Before she could curse at Nikolai, he pressed the button, the swearwords turning to soft moans under her breath. Gripping the edge of the table, Ophelia felt the attack on her cl!t like a burn to her skin. Her father shot her a concerned look from across the table and Nikolai's voice was again in her ear. "Before the end of the night, Ophelia, we will f**k," he promised, releasing his finger from the remote control. "Only this time, it will be my name you scream."

Phoenix would rather stay rooted in Baguio and work his ass off rather than experienced the buzzing life in the center city. He would rather bury himself with work in his kingdom rather than to go out and have some dirty fun like his lunatic friends. He would rather feel the cold damp weather than to feel the heat in the center city. He hated traffic. He hates noisy street. He hates hot places. He fucking hates everything that has something to do with the big buzzing city. ... then everything changes... And those changes were not acceptable to him. Not in a lifetime. CECELIB | C.C. WARNING: MATURE CONTENT | P-18 COMPLETED

[SAMPLE] Reed frowned, his eyes filled with confusion when he saw that Lena seemed to be fine. "I heard a scream," he announced stiffly, standing awkwardly over Lena's bed. Beneath the sheets, Lena was torn between renewed arousal and slight mortification. Embarrassment won. "Everything's fine," she muttered, trying to discreetly disengage the battery-operated toy from between her thighs. It was a thick phallus, way too thick to silently exit her wet pússy, but finally, finally, it popped out. "But you screamed." "Because I came, Reed." His bewilderment only grew. "Came where?" And that was when Lena knew that even after what had happened between them last night, Reed was still like a newborn, an innocent. He might have been the most intelligent guy she knew but in many ways, he was still the boy he'd been before the accident that had marred his life. So she heaved out a sigh, clamping her thighs together when she felt his gaze scorch her damp skin. "I had an orgasm, Reed." She calmly spelled it out, wondering if she should mention that it was his cock she'd been imagining inside her. Now that she knew what he was packing, it was impossible to get the image out of her head - not that she was trying. Reed swallowed, a blush creeping up his neck. Lena was instantly turned on by that blush, by his obvious discomfort and arousal. So she did the most natural thing that came to her. She pulled her sheets away.

Lath Coleman was way too wicked and tricky for his own good. He would blackmail, threaten and pay someone to get what he wants. And he wants Haze Tito - the woman who hates him from Earth to the moon and back. At mas gugustuhin pa nitong ilibing siya ng buhay kaysa ang makita ang kaguwapuhan niya araw-araw. But Lath Coleman always get what he wants... one way or another. And he was not called wicked and cunning by his twin and friends for nothing. He would have her, in more ways than one. CECELIB | C.C. WARNING: MATURE CONTENT | P-18 COMPLETED

With his amethyst eyes, to die for smile and gorgeous body, Lash Coleman was a very handsome male specimen. Girls fall at his feet, but he never catches any of them. His eyes were trained to only one woman. Nez Fernandez. A woman he shouldn't have feelings for. He was not supposed to like her as a woman. He was not supposed to lust over her. And he was not supposed to fall in love with her ... but he did. Simula't-sapol, alam niyang mali ang nararamdaman niya. His feeling for Nez was forbidden. He tried to stop what he was feeling. He tried so hard to forget her and it worked when she left to live in abroad. Nakalimutan niya ito at nagpatuloy ang buhay niya na wala ang dalaga. His life was okay, he felt contented even. But Nez was destined to ruin his cool façade and happy life. For ten years, Nez stayed in the US, but now, she's back - haunting his dreams and waking hour. What would a man do with pent-up feelings? Titikisin ba niya ang sariling nararamdaman o aangkinin niya ang dalaga kahit alam niyang bawal? CECELIB | C.C. WARNING: MATURE CONTENT | P-18 COMPLETED