Callante Fontanilla was hot. Dayum hot. But for some reason, galit si Kira sa lalaki na forever kapitbahay na yata niya. Wala naman itong kasalanan sa kanya at wala rin siyang dapat na ika-bitter. Maybe, she just hated him for being a playboy. Lahat na yata ng magagandang babae sa kanilang lugar ay naakit na nito at nadala sa kama. Kahit na lantaran ang pagpapakita nito ng pagkagusto sa kanya ay hindi siya pumapatol. Ang pumatol sa isang lalaking walang kakuntentuhan sa isang babae ang pinaka-aayawan niya. Kaya naman nang magtaksil sa kanya ang boyfriend niyang si Jiro at mambuntis ito ng iba, gayon na lang ang sakit at pagkadismaya niya. Nagpakalasing siya sa isang bar, nagpakagaga. Kinaumagahan ay natagpuan na lang niya ang sarili sa isang kama. Kasama ang lalaking pinaka-aayawan niya. Si Callante, nakayakap sa beywang niya at may ngising tagumpay sa labi. "Akin ka na ngayon."

She's cruel. She's cold. She's Beautiful. She's Powerful. And she badly needs a boyfriend! Sabrina Vee Suarez is your typical fierce lady boss with an attitude. Despite physical perfection and above average IQ she's one freakin No Boyfriend Since Birth virgin. She doesn't care, she doesn't need a man anyway. But she has a school alumni to attend. She needs a boyfriend to show off. So she hired the best looking hampaslupa she has ever laid eyes on. Perfect na sana. Kaso panu kung hindi pala hampaslupa si hired boyfriend? At panu kung he's part of the elite club called PRINCE OF HELL, a list of all ruthless yet dazzling billionaires around the globe? At hindi pera ang hinihingi nitong kabayaran. (COMPLETED) #Princes of Hell Series (4) Cover Photo by : findinghumanity

Yvette dela Merced wanted to use her beauty and charm to take back Cassiopeia, her aunt's ancestral house, from the owner of the Pratley, Inc. But she did not expect to make a mistake... causing her to spent an eventful night with none other than the Prince of Hell and Australia's richest finance magnate, Phoenix Arthur Dizeriu. ******* Yvette dela Merced, a beautiful gallery owner and a woman who has never been in a relationship, is fierce enough to take the Cassiopeia back in her hands. Nang magkasakit ang tiyahin ni Yvette, napilitan siyang ibenta ang bahay sa isang pribadong kompanya-ang Pratley, Inc. Now, her mission is to reclaim the ancestral property. Nagdesisyon si Yvette na gamitin to her advantage ang matagal nang pagkagusto sa kanya ni Carlos Pratley-ang inakala niyang may-ari ng kompanya. Kaya naman sa unang pagkakataon ay makikipag-date siya rito. Yvette had unexpectedly fallen and made love with her date. Matapos ang ilang buwan, nalaman niya na ang lalaking nakasama niya no'ng gabing iyon ay hindi si Carlos Pratley but the real owner of Pratley, Inc-none other than the Prince of Hell #3 himself-Phoenix Arthur Dizeriu. CONTENT WARNING: This story has mature scenes which are not suitable for young readers.

Pride comes before the fall. The Seven Deadly Sinners

[This is a spin-off of The DILF but can be read as a stand-alone] [The story you are about to read is intended for readers age 18+ due to its sexual content and language. It may not be appropriate for all audiences. Please read at your own discretion.] There was nothing Ophelia wanted better than to gouge Nikolai's long-lashed, consuming blue eyes out with a butter knife and mail them to the rest of the Alvonich family. Too bad they were in a very public, very esteemed place - Mikhail's wedding. "You don't think I'll press the button?" Nikolai's breath was warm and teasing in her ear. Ophelia had no idea what possessed her to take up his challenge of a vibrating thong, except that it was too late to back out now. She turned to glance at the infuriating man beside her. "Honestly, I don't care. It won't affect me." "Sweet Ophelia," he whispered, surprising her by flicking his tongue into her ear. Jumping, she glared at him, ignoring the important guests at her table, her father included. Before she could curse at Nikolai, he pressed the button, the swearwords turning to soft moans under her breath. Gripping the edge of the table, Ophelia felt the attack on her cl!t like a burn to her skin. Her father shot her a concerned look from across the table and Nikolai's voice was again in her ear. "Before the end of the night, Ophelia, we will f**k," he promised, releasing his finger from the remote control. "Only this time, it will be my name you scream."

College is just like her old life . . . bleak. Surviving it won't be easy, especially when the girlfriend of the guy she's loved her entire life would rather see her dead. So much for that clean slate. Instead she's constantly looking over her shoulder, watching, waiting and worrying. Lucky for Emma she met The Senator's Son. Zach Walker is the typical rich kid . . . or is he? He's all heart, not like all those other guys. She isn't supposed to fall for him. She doesn't even know if she can trust him. He is completely tempting and totally out of her league. Please note - there is profanity and sexual situations. All rights reserved. I hold copyright so my work cannot be copied in any form whether in print or electronically, or any other form for that matter. So please, don't plagiarize. It's not nice.

Phoenix would rather stay rooted in Baguio and work his ass off rather than experienced the buzzing life in the center city. He would rather bury himself with work in his kingdom rather than to go out and have some dirty fun like his lunatic friends. He would rather feel the cold damp weather than to feel the heat in the center city. He hated traffic. He hates noisy street. He hates hot places. He fucking hates everything that has something to do with the big buzzing city. ... then everything changes... And those changes were not acceptable to him. Not in a lifetime. CECELIB | C.C. WARNING: MATURE CONTENT | P-18 COMPLETED