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+

What if she suddenly shows up? What if she walks into your quiet, almost perfect life and stirs the peace you have? Does her unexpected arrival make her your serendipity? Or is it something else, something in the way she carries herself, something you can't quite name, that pulls you in before you even understand why? This is a story about unexpected arrivals, confusions, and the fine line between chance and fate. Because sometimes, serendipity doesn't announce itself with meaning. Sometimes, it just appears, and everything changes.

They say love knows no boundaries, but how can an orphan like me that had to work myself to death for every meal of the day, be romantically involved with someone who's destined for greatness and was born to lead a sophisticated and high maintenance life? "We stand on a different ground, Olivia. But I am willing to lose everything I have to stand with you" She managed to utter in a shaky voice, her usual stoic and emotionless face is now stroked with tears. And beyond all that, she's still as dazzling as ever. The moon serving as the only source of light inside her room, illuminated her alluring face and it made my hands itched and craved to caress her delicate skin I was dying to comfort her and tell her that it's going to be okay. But would it be? When the strongest enemy we have is herself.

Others say "Love is sweeter the second time around." But others also say that "Giving someone a second chance is like giving them an extra bullet to their gun, because they missed you the first time."

Solene and Zeeian have been best friends since they were kids. They share everything-secrets, laughter, and adventures. Recently, Solene has started to feel differently about Zeeian. The hugs linger longer, and the jokes spark butterflies in her stomach. This shift confuses her. Solene grapples with newfound feelings of love and fear. What if Zeeian doesn't feel the same way? What if she risks their close friendship by confessing? The story explores the tension between friendship and romantic love. Solene faces a dilemma: Should she keep her feelings hidden to maintain their bond, or take a chance on something deeper? As Solene navigates her emotions, the question looms: Can their friendship endure the weight of unspoken love, or will it shatter everything they've built? Started: January 24, 2024 Finished: July 17, 2024

"Change your clothes." Napatingin ako sa suot ko. It's just a knee-length simple dress. Formal naman para sa meeting namin ngayon kasama ng mga investor nya. Sinundo na nya ako sa unit dahil lagi akong nalelate. "Problema mo ba? I'm decent. It's not my fault that you're just out-fashioned." Sinulyapan ko pa yung suot nyang dark blue pant suit na katerno ng suot nyang white na tops at dark blue blazer. Masyadong conservative tingnan. "Just change your clothes." This time, pautos na iyon. "Ayoko nga. Bakit hindi ikaw ang magpalit ng dam-" Napasinghap ako nang hablutin nya ako palapit sa kanya. "You are utterly indecent." Mahinang bulong pa nito. Pakiramdam ko para akong ipinako sa pwesto ko habang magkadikit kaming dalawa. "Change your clothes or I'll do it for you?" Napalunok muna ako ng ilang beses bago sinalubong yung mga mata nya. I am Alliston Parker, hindi ako natatakot sa kanya. "Change Alli. I don't want to get into trouble tonight." "Trouble?" Itinuro nya ako. "It's a sin to look so tempting and dashing like that, it's not fair." She murmured again under her breath. Nalilitong tiningnan ko si Louella. "Tempting and dashing?" Baliw ba sya? Hindi na nga ako nag-ayos dahil aawayin na naman nya ako pag nahuli kami. Umiling ito na para bang gusto na akong sapakin. "Basta magpalit ka! Ayoko ng ganyang suot mo. Mag-jeans ka na lang. You're not even the one I'm bargaining to them. Make yourself presentable and decent, atleast." Inggitera talaga itong matandang ito. Palibhasa napaglipasan na ng panahon. Yung kagaya kasi nitong malapit ng mawala sa kalendaryo yung naiinsecure sa mga ganitong itsura na gaya ng sakin. "Ibigay mo na kaya sakin yung kailangan ko sayo para tigilan na natin ito? Sarap mo talagang patayin na lang." Bubulong - bulong na sabi ko. Napapikit na lang ako nang maramdaman na lumulutang na ako sa ere. Damn! "Ang dami mong reklamo." Naiiritang sambit nito. "Let me just show you how tempting you look for me." *

Sage needs money badly to give her mother a better life. She gets a job where she has to pretend to be a man to join the rich Lefevre family. She thinks it will be easy, but then she meets the youngest Lefevre, Kinsley Amelia. The beautiful woman makes Sage realize she might not be straight. As she falls in love, Sage must choose: keep pretending or give up the job to be with the woman she loves. Can she keep up the act, or will she risk everything for love?

"Maybe our stars will realign again and we can pick up where we left off, but if that time does not come, I hope you find solace." Please be advised that this is a heavy angst LGBT themed or GxG story and it also contains sensitive content, mature themes, strong language, and TRIGGER WARNING like depression, self-harm, rape, abuse, and violence that are not suitable for very young audiences. Read at your own risk. Date Started: July 26, 2022 Date Finished: October 14, 2022

Midnight Mistress is now live! Temptation Island Series| R-18

She forced her into marriage, then dared her to disobey. Every kiss had a price. Every breath was bait. They touched like lovers, lied like enemies, and rewrote every rule just to break it together. And while the world watched, they kept playing-until power meant nothing, and surrender tasted sweeter than control. Because in a game born of ruin, no one could tell who fell first... Who kissed the hell wide open- Or who, between the two devils left standing, was ever really the poor, little girl.