" Dead or alive I just don't care about him but I need that girl safe , got it ? " Rahul ordered through his phone with his deep husky voice . That evilness flashed on his face evidently. He threw his phone towards his office desk and shoved his both hands into the pants pocket due to frustration. " sir may I " one of his assistant asked the permission to enter into his cabin. " get out from here " He roared at her and she immediately vanished from there. He took his phone back and opened a photo from his gallery . It was a beautiful girl's photo who has a sweet smile on her face. Rahul caressed her face with his thumb on the phone screen. Rahul Yash Singania , A business tycoon of South Asia . 28 year aged multi millionaire , on the top of that Arrogant, cunning , calculative , manipulative and a selfish brat with an unique business mind. Moreover a super rich playboy who can make any beautiful girls into his bed as soon as he will ditch them after his use. A man who is always a sensational news for media. Anjali , not so simple and humble girl but smart , ambitious and beautiful. For others she is arrogant, strong and selfish who doesn't care about anyone. But only her friends know that she is just a broken glass. All her arrogance and strong nature is just a built up by herself as a mask deep inside she is fragile as a glass which can break into pieces at anytime. She is a girl who has to give up her happiness for others and left with nothing. Let's see, whether these two will meet or fall for each other.

He wanted all of the things in order, like how people live, how people should obey things, the law...the rules, how people will deal if break the law. He wanted to be inside the politics to change the country for the better. Things should all be well and in order not until he met Alelaine, he wanted things in order...to be perfect, but then for her, all of the the things he plan to be in order...were ruined. But how come he's happy with that ruination? Will he be still happy if she's unwilling... and hates him? Will he use force? Or the law itself?

"It is a waste of hardness if I'm not going to push it inside you," the King said. Using his deft hands, he traced my waist, found the zipper of my jeans and unzipped it. I was delirious after that. ~ 0 ~ They say mirrors are the door to another realm. For Nicollete, after bringing home an antique mirror from an expedition, now believes it to be true. But what's the harm in getting transported to another world? New sights, new people, and new food are something she could look forward to. However, what if then, if the definition of harm, means receiving the sharp end of a mysterious man's sword? How will Nicollete cope then? Genre: Supernatural-Fantasy Romance, Mystery, Smut/Erotica All Rights Reserved 2018 JMFelic Books ~~~~~ Highest rank when I published Chapter 6 (before Wattpad Review tagged this story as Mature) is #609. It would have gone to the Top 10 if it wasn't for the Mature tag. T_T Now, take the 0 out of 609, and you'll find, 69. LOL That's how mature this story is. Enjoy! WARNING READER: The chapters readable here are just teasers. The full chapters of this book are no longer available on Wattpad for publishing reasons. If you wish to continue reading, you may read it on the new app, Galatea or Radish. Thank you for supporting this book! I really appreciate it.

Bea Therese Chui is a 23 years old half Chinese half pinay na galing sa may kayang pamilya. She stands 5'8" tall and take note she's very sexy and so pretty, oh wait scratch that! She's so fuc**ng gorgeous! Well thanx to her parent's genes. She's an Events Organizer by profession. She took up Hotel and Restaurant Management in one of the most prestige University here in our country. Single din siya well hindi naman NBSB my mga naging boyfriend naman na siya noon. Pero napaka bata pa niya noon kaya halos lahat hindi seryoso.At ang pinaka latest heartbreak nga nya ay si Kelvin. Isa sa mga nakatrabaho niya sa US noon na kapwa pinoy. Niloko lang siya nito at pinaasa. ngyon wala muna siyang balak pumasok sa isa nanamang relasyon siguro hindi pa tlaga siya handa uling masaktan. Rafael Greg Eldridge 29 years old. A very handsome, very hot bachelor a former international football player from a very well known and a very rich family. He's half British and half Filipino. Iba talaga kapang mix blood. Mga gwapo at magaganda, kaya di nakapagtataka kung madaming babaeng halos magpakamatay maikama lang niya. Yah! He's a certified playboy and a heart breaker! Pasaway din siya noon kaya pinadala siya ng parents niya sa England para doon mgaral. Kasama niya ang doon ang Lolo at lola at ilang kamaganak nila. Sobrang istrikto ng grandparents niya kaya nabawasan kahit papaano ang kapasawayan niya pero dahil sa ibang bansa siya lumaki. Di na naalis ang pagiging liberated nito. Palibasa ay napaka gwapo nito kaya napaka lakas ng loob mgpaiyak ng babae.

**I wish you would have came home with me. Oh the things I could do to you.** I decide that instead of telling him I'm a virgin I'll just play hard to get. **What kind of woman do you think I am?** **I wouldn't think less of you. Honestly you have intrigued me. No woman has ever said no to me.** **Well I'm not like every woman.** **Have dinner with me tomorrow night.** I'm a little thrown off due to him basically saying I am having dinner with him instead of asking me. But I'm definitely intrigued as well by his words and I need to know more about him. But I'm still playing hard to get anyways. He is used to having any woman he wants. He won't possible want me once he finds out I'm a virgin. **Oh I'm not sure I might have plans tomorrow.** That should throw him off a bit. I lay down in bed not expecting him to text me back but my phone vibrates again and I can feel the excitement as I open up his message. **I wasn't asking you Emma. Send me your address and be ready by six thirty.** Okay that didn't throw him off at all. And surprisingly my excitement has grown even more along with the warm sensation swirling in my stomach. I quickly send him the address and set my phone on the nightstand. Ready for bed I crawl under the covers and just as I close my eyes my phone vibrates. ** See you then Emma. Don't be a naughty girl without me.** My mouth drops open and I am blown away. I've never let anyone touch me nor have I ever touched myself. I decide not to respond but replay his last text over and over in my mind until I fall asleep. And I dream of him again.

"And aren't you going to apologize for not looking where the fuck you were going? Be careful next time, bitch." You see I'm actually never shy. You would think that since I am overweight, I must have been bullied but in reality no. In my old school, I had awesome and supportive friends. They were all such goofballs. So because I had seen what normal people behaved like I hated it when someone thought of themselves as better than everybody else. I mean who the fuck do you think you are?! So as a reflex I answered: "Only when you apologize for being such a dick about it." The guy was taken aback a bit. Guess he wasn't expecting the chubby girl to talk back. I started smirking and like a creep, he started smirking as well. Read to find out more.... -------------------------------------- #1 in High School Also happens to be my favorite child

"Cora, whether you like it or not, you belong to me. You're mine! Do you understand that? I suggest you accept it because I won't allow you to decide otherwise. You see, in my world, life is like a game of chess, and darling...you've just became the queen, my main piece." "Well...It's a good thing I've never been fond of chess. In fact, I've always preferred monopoly." With that, I slammed my foot down on his, shoving him aside while running for the shut door. He was beyond mad. Looking over my shoulder, I smiled innocently up at his enraged expression and tense stance. "And luckily, I have a get out jail free card." _______________________________ C O P Y R I G H T. R E S E R V E D. Guilty for loving cliche possessiveness, control and jealousy, I decided to create my very own story involving just that. This is nothing professional or overly realistic. it's just a fun story filled with game playing, banter, romance and humour.

Primrose Cadence : shy, naive, obedient She's the type of girl parents wished for in their daughters ; guys wanted as a girlfriend and girls envied to be. But one thing is in her way of gaining those titles, herself. Although Rosie has her feisty side, she was too innocent, too shy and too naive to believe it. No wonder why everyone thinks she lives the 'perfect' life. But what happens when she is taken from her oh so 'perfect' life? / / / / / Alessandro Blackwood : rough, demanding, possessive He's the type of person the bravest of them all fear ; who guys envied to be and who girls died to be with. He's the leader of the very much feared gang known as the The Night Wanderers. Alessandro killed like it was the most natural thing to do, used girls as if they were tissues and protecting those he cared about with all of him. But what happens when his gang brings to him the most precious object he has ever seen? COPYRIGHTED © ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.

"Tell me you want me, Eva." His breath fans my ear. His close proximity running havoc on my insides. "I-I don't know." Telling him the truth. My body wants him. Craves him. But he is dangerous. Everything my mother warned me about. "You don't know Eva? I think you do. You know you want me as desperately as I want you. I feel it every time I see you. Your eyes roam my body when you think I am not looking. Your skin flushes when I look back. Your breath hitches when I am near you, and I know you are soaking wet when you imagine my hands exploring every inch of your delicious body. The body I want to worship, adore and possess. So, tell me Eva. Do you want me?" His chest presses against my back, feeling the body heat he emits. I automatically take a step closer towards the elevator door. He is suffocating me... in a good and bad way. "Sin- I..." Still not able to find the words because I know for a fact that I want him. All of him. "Shh Eva. Let me show you how much you want me." Whispering in my ear while his hands lift the hem of my dress. The moan that escapes my lips let him know that every word he had just spoken is the truth. I want Sin Carmichael... and he is going to be my downfall. Copyright 2017 Nenerh1 DO NOT COPY STORY Cover by Kat-Nova

"Dance with me." I looked at Giovanni and his blue eyes stared at me with amazement and compassion. Something no other man ever did before. "I have not danced in a long time Isabel." He smirked as he laid back on the couch and stared at me. My favorite song was playing, and I could not help but to pull him up as I begged. "Please?" That soft plead made him weak. Nothing ever made him weak. He never danced before. This tall, buff, muscular man danced with me and held my tiny self against his strong frame as if I was everything in the world to him. He danced...... Or he tried to dance for me. I giggled as I ran my fingers through his hair as he looked nervous. "Isabel. I must tell you something." He whispered against my lips. Giovanni Fiorelli Mafia Lord. Cold. Ruthless. Deadly. Unwilling to care or love. When a meeting has gone bad, Giovanni thought that he would die in the freezing cold river. Isabel Cielo. Sweet. Kind. Selfless. Beautiful inside and out. Able to love No matter what condition. Never would he have thought that in a world full of demons and monsters, he would meet....... A Saint.