[COMPLETED] HIGHEST RANK ACHIEVED: #10 IN TEEN FICTION 🌟 #3 IN FUNNY 💜 Jannie, a nun-in-the-making, was forced out in the convent to have a temporary leave due to a family crisis. Being a loving daughter, she accepted the deal of a wealthy businessman, Mr. Villamayor, to aid her family. But little she did know that the deal is not that as easy as she thinks. She's not just a head maid but a babysitter - a babysitter for his 9 boys. 9 boys and 1 girl. Will Jannie be able to stand babysitting the 9 Villamayor Brothers? Or will she give up? Will she find love in their place? Or won't she be swayed? This is the not-so-ordinary story of a girl and 9 boys, and how she'll change their lives. ---- Written way back 2017 so this is still unedited and not yet proofread. Book cover credits to: greeeeeen :)

Emily Devereaux had everything...until it was stolen from her on the night she found her parents dead and their mansion burning. She almost died in the same fire but a mysterious boy saved her before suddenly disappearing in the darkness of the night. Five years later, at 17 years old, she lives a life far from her childhood. Yet somehow, she believes that everything will turn out fine. But things make a dark and dangerous turn when a tall, young man with dark, cold eyes transfers to her school. Emily hopes for a happy ending...the question is, will she be able to have it? MONTELLO HIGH: SCHOOL OF GANGSTERS BOOK 3 COVER DESIGN: Shaina Mae Navarro

A drop dead gorgeous billionaire, Drake Hartford is undoubtedly way beyond my league. Stuff of every woman’s fantasy. Fully loaded. Sinfully hot with a body to die for. I can think of a dozen of superlatives describing him. But too bad, he's also my hot, billionaire stepbrother. I know I should not covet him, but I can’t help not to when he's a walking perfection. So I did my best to avoid him, even though he's hotter than sin. But things got a little messy when I dared dip in the pool with my itty bitty bikini one day. I thought I have the house all by myself, but Drake walked past me. And the next thing I knew, I was sinfully sprawled on the lounging chair, legs wide apart, and the hottest man on Earth was straddling me.