A businessman with the world at his fingertips and a body built to fuck. Elliot Salvatore was every women's favorite heartbreak. Not only had he got it all but he knew it too. Except her. Azrael Carmen hated all men and they hated to want her. Cold bitch was her middle name and whispers on the street was to beware of said bitch, she drank the blood of her enemies. People in the business world disliked her. So what? She thrived on their hatred. Until, it became a fucking problem. Investors started pulling out. Business was crumbling apart. Her father watching the whole thing with perfect view from his million dollar yacht. Seeing him again was the fucking cherry on top. He had a perfect solution to her problem. Fake date him. Everyone loved him. Strolling around London on his arm was basically the golden ticket to the top of the world. All she had to do was try not to stab the man in the throat with her heels. • book four of the Salvatore's series can read as a stand-alone (best to read book 3 first) • all images in the book don't belong to me, credit to the rightful owners • cover by @myyyraaa_

Sam and Brye used to be madly in love with each other. Hindi importante na kapos sila parehas sa pera, kasi para sakanila sapat na ang isa't isa. Pero hindi pala ganoon kadali iyon, hindi pala kaya na puro pagmamahal lang. Kailangan din nila maging praktikal. They both have different dreams that tore them apart. Four years later, fate brought them back together pero paano kung hanggang sa kahuli-hulian ay ang magkaibang pangarap pa rin nila ang maging hadlang sa pagmamahalan nila?

Barkada Babies Series #7 "I tried really hard to keep my distance. I have too much to lose if I cross that line. But still, I crossed the line. I stepped over the boundary and I just have to face the consequences." - Mella Illustre

Being on top is second nature for the renowned supermodel, Mireia Aguero. She literally needed to be on top to get where she is now. On top of a bed? Sports car? Billiard table? Kitchen counter? Mini bar? Name it. Her world expanded in the same way that her wardrobe scaled up. Mireia Aguero became the name that anyone in the industry recognized. But fame comes with risks. The fashion industry was suddenly rattled by the death of a model. It opened questions that led to more sinister speculations. Her best friend hired a bodyguard for her. Axel Dawson. The sweet boy that she knew years ago. In her world, the spotlights are illuminating her path, the runway is her domain, the extravagant dresses are her armor, and with her face made up... she conquer the world. If at the end of the day, she take down the shield, sheath away her protection with her war paint cleaned off her, leaving her bare and unadorned... it won't be in a way that he would see. Because he might be the same boy inside the man that he is now, but she is no longer the girl that she once was. Not anymore.