Struggling with commitments, savage and independent Zehannah Sevil is ready to be single for the rest of her life. But as she continuously crosses paths with cheeky Reigo Vasquez, she suddenly finds herself breaking all her rules. *** Repeatedly left behind by her ex-boyfriends, Zehannah Sevil promises to protect her heart at all costs. She doesn't believe in marriage and is okay with being alone until Reigo Vasquez comes rushing back into her life. Despite being cheated on by his exes multiple times, Reigo is still willing to risk it all for Zehannah. She is different from other girls, and he can't seem to get her off his mind. As they find solace in each other's arms, they unknowingly fall deeper than what they have expected. Determined to make their relationship work, can Reigo manage to change Zehannah's beliefs in love? Disclaimer: This story is written in TAGLISH. CECELIB | C.C. WARNING: MATURE CONTENT | R-18 Cover Design by Regina Dionela

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.

Warning:Rated SPG Location: San Antonio, Hacienda Miranda

Si Caloy at Inday (Ako'y sa'yo at Ika'y akin Lamang) side story.. Siya si Arabella Giovanna Agustin, the heiress GRO. Buhay na puno ng pagpapanggap.Ito ang buhay niya sa loob ng limang taon na pagtatago niya sa ama. Sinong mag aakala na ang GRO'ng si Annette ay ang nawawalang heredera ng pamilya Agustin? At ano ang gagawin niya kung sa dami ng patong patong nyang problema ay nakisali pa ang hambog at ubod ng possessive na si Gordon Buenavista na akala mo pag aari sya kung umasta? Gordon Buenavista, the gorgeous playboy of San Antonio. Walang sineseryoso until he met her.. Annette...the GRO.

[Edited Version ● Alternate Ending] "Colin? I feel so awful lying to you so I have to tell you what happened..today," Frankie blurted out, nervously cracking her knuckles as she stared at her boyfriend from one side of the living room. Colin's bright blue eyes danced. "What is it, sweetheart?" "I...I bumped into my ex-husband in the elevator today." "And?" Frankie exhaled. "And we had sex. In the elevator." There was an interminable silence before Colin smiled. "We'll work through this, honey. Don't worry." "Work through this?" she spluttered in disbelief. "How? How can we, when all I want is for him to do it again? And again, and again, and again, and..." She trailed off, sighing. It pained her to see Colin's hurt expression, but then again, it pained her to know that Konstantin had made her climax in that elevator more times than Colin had in their whole relationship... *cover by @hartlings*

[Edited Version ● Alternate Ending] "I will savour every part of your body; every nook and every cranny. I will make you feel like my last meal. And I will do it with your husband in the next room." Sofia's breathing became ragged. She held the stupid cookbook to her chest like a lifesaver, but she couldn't stop her heart bashing against it. And Vaughn? His hand had somehow slipped up the hem of her dress... (Cover by @ilovepizaaaa)

[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."

[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.

Kilala na ni Charlize ang mga hilatsa ni Ram. He's the kind of guy who can take off a girl's panties faster than he can change gear in a race track. Kaliwa't kanan, taas baba ang babae nito. He is a Man Whore, so to speak. Kaya naman, she's keeping him at arm's length. Nunca na magkakaroon ito ng tyansa sa kanya. Pero bakit kaya kahit paulit ulit na ang indecent proposal nito sa kanya, lalo pa yatang napapalapit ang loob nya rito?

"I want you to share my bed within that three months," walang kakurap kurap nitong sabi. Kailangan ko na titigan siya ng matagal. O kurutin ang sarili ko para lamang i assure na tama ang pagkakarinig ko. Share his bed? Share his bed. Share his f**king bed! Unti unti kumakalat ang pamumula ng mukha ko. Its like a hot liquid fire that slowly eating me up. "Y-You must be insane," I said, aghast. "P-Para sabihin mo sa akin yan," sa nanginginig na tinig ay sabi ko. PREORDERING AND RESERVATION for Batch 4 BUNDLE (Book 1 and 2 plus a chance to reserve Book 3) for Year 2021 OPENING is from January to February first 30 buyers to reserve will get a FREE ACCESS as a VIP at www.nobelista.com Send us a message at www.facebook.com/ForgottenMemories.mechaniclady/ NOTE: CREDIT to the rightful owners for the use of the images used in making the cover. © https://images.app.goo.gl/pqeGLD7y7HjAeE6F9 © https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/