Alam mong kalaban pero nagawa mo paring mahalin. Alam mong hindi pwede pero mas lalo ka paring nagpupumilit. Alam mong mali pero ginagawa mong tama. Totoong masarap ang mga bawal. Pero masarap parin ba pag magkasakitan na? Masarap parin ba pag pinaiyak ka na? Hanggang kailan mo kayang ipaglaban ang pag ibig na hindi mo mabitiwan? Hanggang kailan mo kayang ipaglaban ang pag ibig na bawal?

(Reagan Series #1) "My baby hates milk but he savors the taste of that red thick fluid we call 'blood'." --- Aaliyah Lopez Book cover by Aliza Mendoza

Having enhanced senses cannot help one earn a living. A useless special ability--or at least, that's what Shia Sheridan believes. But when she is caught for a crime she did not commit, this useless ability saves her, leading her to enroll in Titan Academy, the very place she hates with a passion. *** Titan Academy is an esteemed school where students train to improve their special abilities. However, for seventeen-year-old village girl Shia Sheridan, it's nothing more than a despicable place where wealth speaks the loudest. Fate plays a joke on her when her best friend, Lucas, becomes part of a crime committed within the academy, and owning that crime in his stead leads Shia to the headmaster and principal, who then offers her a proposal she dare not refuse--in exchange for her freedom, she must become one of the special group of students joining the annual survival game called Linus Cup. Now, not only is she fighting for a spot she did not want in the very academy she hated, but also for her dear life as well. Can Shia survive till the end? STATUS: Published under Summit Media - Cloak Pop Fiction DISCLAIMER: This story is written in Taglish COVER DESIGN BY: Rayne Mariano

Seven years ago... I was his stalker. Three years ago... I was his wife. Two years ago... I was his ex-wife. Simula nang hiniwalayan niya ako ay nagkaleche-leche na rin ang buhay ko. Namatay si mommy dahil sa cancer, nalugi ang kompanya ni daddy at dahil sa sobrang hiya, nagpakamatay siya kaya naiwan sa akin ang responsibilidad na bayaran ang natirang utang niya sa banko. Kung dati akong princessa, ngayon ay naghihirap na. Lahat atang pweding racket ay gagawin ko mabayaran ko lang ang utang sa banko. I am a baker on weekdays, dance instructor on Saturdays at dance performer on Friday and Saturday nights. Pero sa kasamaang palad, bumalik ang ex-husband ko kaya lalong gumulo ang buhay ko. He owned the restaurant I worked with kaya nagawa niyang i-assign ako bilang personal chef niya as well as personal assistant. Binayaran niya rin ang dance studio kung saan ako nagtratrabaho and hired me as his personal dance instructor. He hired me as his personal dance instructor for the whole day on Saturdays. Pati na rin ang trabaho ko bilang performer ay nagawan niya ng paraan. He hired me as his exclusive entertainer every Friday at Saturday nights. Do you think that is already worse? The worst thing is - binayaran niya ang utang namin sa banko so I am now obliged to pay him based on his terms. I am Patricia Sandoval, sold to Stuart Cordoval - ako ang personal assistant, private chef, personal dance instructor, exclusive entertainer at on-call bedwarmer ng pinakamamahal kong ex-husband. Masaklap man isipin pero I am sold to my ex-husband. This is the second story about the Adonis series. This time, kay Stuart Cordoval at kay Patricia Sandoval naka-center ang story. Started Writing December 2015

If you hate something, would you change it? And if you change it, will you like it? Hindi alam ni Charity kung bakit ayaw na ayaw sa kanya ni Jayden Corpuz. Hindi pa kailanman ito nangyari sa buhay niya. Simula pagkabata, mahal na siya ng mga taong nakapaligid sa kanya. Ni isa, mapa babae o lalaki, wala siyang naging hater. At ngayong 21 years old na siya, saka pa siya magkakaroon ng hater? At sa katauhan pa ng lalaking gusto niya? How did that happen? Lahat ng gusto niya ay nakukuha niya, pero bakit ang isang ito, naiirita sa kahit simpleng paghawi niya ng buhok? Ang kwentong ihi-hate mo. jonaxxstories.

Highest Rank: #1 in Romance, #1 - painting, #1 - heartbreaker, #1 - one-sidedlove, #1 - unrequitedlove, #1 - engagement *********************** Still not satisfied with our physical contact, he leaned his face down to meet mine as his fingers gripped my chin. "Fiancée?" he asked, whispering the word. I nodded as the tension I felt from our body contact got even more intense. I stared at his handsome face. "You claim yourself my fiancée?" I nodded again. Of course, I was his fiancée and I'd claim that title no matter what. "Let's see if you really are," he whispered slowly in between his breathing. His tone broadcasted danger and it made me shudder. "A fiancée can kiss her man. Now, let's see if you can---" And with that, in just a heartbeat, he pressed his lips against mine. *********************** He is my one great love. I've loved and adored him since I laid my eyes on him and to be his wife is my life's absolute dream. But he hates me. He has hated me since the day he first saw me and he makes it sure that breaking my heart and pushing me away will be his greatest achievement. In spite of all the drama, the pain and the heartbreak he caused me, I still insist to be engaged to him --- this cold, aloof, and heartless man. Yes, he is my one great love. But he is my one great challenge as well. Will I be able to create a heart in my heartless heartbreaker? (Cover made by @itsmyaah) Copyright © HervinaMollejon™ 2015-2016 All rights reserved.