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When a philandering butler realizes his romantic feelings towards the spoiled and pompous ass Marquess Jacques Sotello, will he have the guts to admit his change of heart or will he forever keep it hidden? ****** Good-looking and highly efficient as a butler, Cloud Sebastian Beaumont thought that he had life figured out already, he thought nothing could surprise him anymore. Oh, how wrong he was. The world as he knew it was turned upside down by an irritating, pompous, spoiled ass and foul-mouthed nobleman who knew nothing but shop. Marquess Jacques Sotello was the kind of person he disliked the most, but how the heck did his hate turn into something else - something that made him say 'je t'aime'? DISCLAIMER: This is a Tagalog language story WARNING: Mature Content Inside

"...and the devil fell in love with you, the way he loves hell." This novel is inspired by real events. Highest rank in horror: Top 1 Highest rank in Paranormal: Top 1

Ingrid is being stalked by a mysterious stranger. She thinks he's a psycho and is deeply afraid of him. However, her curiosity got the better of her, which made her seek him instead. She doesn't anticipate that by doing so, she has given him the power to mess her up so bad and turn her world upside down. RNS#1 A novel by Jamille Fumah

All that Cynthia ever wanted was to find a rich man to be her husband, but she started falling for Leo who was a handsome, naughty, and sweet colleague, yet a poor man. ***** Cynthia Fatima Dimagiba was a self-proclaimed gold-digger as she was already fed up being unwanted and poor after being orphaned at a young age. Forced to constantly hustle, she made a promise to herself that she will use her beauty and brains to marry a rich man... specifically, the young and mysterious CEO of her company. Upon committing to her goal, she met Leo, a handsome and naughty but sweet colleague, yet a poor one. The last thing she could ever think of was falling in love with him and yet she did... DISCLAIMER: This story is written in Taglish.

Based on true story. A psychological Romance-Horror-Paranormal novel by Jamille Fumah. Please read with caution. Highest rank: Consistent #1 both in horror and paranormal 2015-start of 2016. Artist: Aeious Plata

Sophie Thwaite feels like a fish out of water-- literally. Moving to Chalance to escape the memories of a brutal relationship, she dives headfirst into the quiet, local college in the hopes to stay out of the spotlight and keep her unwanted identity a secret. But her plan is quickly thrown off track when she catches the eye of Adrian O'Connor. From the moment she sees him, she knows there's something different about him; he emits a power that makes those around him cower away, and to her horror and confusion, she inexplicably drawn to him. Trying to understand the connection between them, Sophie soon realizes that are more supernatural things in the world than just her kind, and not all of them are good. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED, COPYRIGHTED NP 2013

This is Book One in "The Wars of Ivory White" series and it is COMPLETE!!! Thrust into an unknown world that had only lived in myth, Tracy Evans finds herself mated to a werewolf, Protector of innocents, and on the hit list of an ancient witch. Excerpt: "I am not property." Tracy said calmly hiding the break in her heart and the pain in her chest, "I refused to be used." Jonathan put one hand against a bookcase and placed another behind her. Crowding Tracy against the shelves he growled, "I own you." "Really? I don't see 'Property of Douche Bag' written anywhere." Tracy said with heavy sarcasm. His delicious scent tickled her nose and his heat drew her body but she held firm refusing to melt into him. Jonathan dropped his heavy gaze to the rapid pulse beating visible on her neck. He traced a large finger over the spot where a mate's mark would be placed causing her to shiver. "That can be rectified." he said seductively. "Try it and I'll muzzle you." Tracy snapped. Jonathan's green eyes darkened to almost black at her denial. He grabbed her by her throat, elongating his teeth. Tracy chuckled causing his eyes to snap to hers. "You shouldn't have done that." she said as her clear grey eyes turned to burning silver, "You really shouldn't have."

Completed.| »» Amythy Svinea. The living secret. The living key. The living keeper. Should I say Amythy Selenite Heilen Svinea? The last pure blood healing maiden of her clan. The wittiest yet the rarest. But, she doesn't know. She is living the life she could with her grandmother. But no secrets remains secret forever. Alpha King Xavier. The menace. The destroyer. The death of everything. He is the ruthless King that is ever throned. He is never satisfied. He wants everything under his control. The prophecy once told that the world will be put into chaos with its new King. And the future of the whole kingdom depends on its soon Luna. They tried. They tried everything to find the future Luna. It is the only hope they say. So they seek everywhere for a lovely maiden that will change everything. They present every maiden to the King. But none of them seems to be the answer. The ruthless King thus uses them for his own desire and lust. They gave up indeed. The only one who can find the Luna is the powerful Alpha himself. And when Amythy celebrates her eighteenth birthday, her scent blooms like a flower. Emits the most powerful scent any males could ever handle. Even the King that lives thousand miles away from her sensed it. He run. Faster than ever. With his eyes full of lust and desires. Growling and howling that the roars the kingdom awake all night. And when he finally arrives, his heart melt. For he have seen the most beautiful woman he could ever imagine. ～°～ /Matured Content 18+/

{BOOK1} I open my eyes to a dark room as my senses slowly crept in. This isn't a pillow! Pillow don't have abs or heartbeats. My head snuggled into a chest, legs tangled up and strong muscular arms wrapped around me protectively. I yelp and struggled against a vice grip that didn't even budge. " Let go of me y-you y-ou beast. " That's all I could come up with? My treacherous body has no urgency to fight against our captor. I wiggle my body and prayed for some sort of adrenaline rush while cursing and calling him every bad word I know. Which regrettably isn't a lot. In a swift move, he's between my legs and my dress yanks up to my hips. His warm shirtless tone body smashes into mine and pinned my arms above my head. I felt a slight panic so I wiggle and squirm even more yelling at him. He groans low in this throat and flexed his hips. "OH" I seize my action immediately when I felt his solid hard erection nudge me, sending all sort of confusing sensations throughout my body. I gasp. " I told you to stop moving." He teased. I can't see his face but I can still feel his intense smug gaze on me. " Get off of me you. you. you-" " Bastard?" He helps. " Yes, bastard!" Can't even come up with your own insult Silver. I scold myself. " When I imagine you writhing beneath me you're moaning and screaming my name..." His lips brush my cheek. Oh god " while that sweet wet tight pussy of your's contract around my dick as I thrust deep inside of you." His hoarse deep voice filled with so much passion, lust and desire. I swear if I wasn't lying down I would be on the floor. ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Copyright law ... All rights reserved to CherryKel only. No one is allowed to plagiarize, repost this story or anything else that comes to mind, without the author's written and signed consent.