Bata pa lang ay namulat na si Sunny na tatlong bagay lang ang kailangan niya sa buhay: bahay, pera, at pamilya. Namuhay siyang mahirap sa loob ng labing siyam na taon at ngayong bente na siya ay hindi iyon nagbago. Ang tanging nag bago lang siguro sa kanya ngayon ay ang pagkawala ng kanyang katuwang sa buhay: ang kanyang ina. Hindi pa nakakabangon sa sakit ay pinili niyang magpakatatag at mabuhay para sa sarili at para sa mga pangarap. Life is hard but it's easy to be strong. Iyon ang panlaban niya, ang pagiging matatag at pursigido. She was invincible because of that, but will she still feel invincible with a beast around? Lalo na pag napaibig na siya nito? Mahina ba talaga ang mga babae pag dating sa pag ibig? Because she was sure as hell beginning to lose all her strength. Ano nga ba ang gagawin Sunny kung ang magiging hadlang sa kanyang maabot ang lahat ng gusto ay ang siyang magpapaibig rin sa kanya ng husto? Worst. May magagawa talaga kaya siya?

Love Trilogy #2 This work of fiction may include potentially disturbing readings, scenes and discussions around topics such as sexual, self-harm, physical violence, emotionally triggering materials, death and suicide. Please engage in self-care as you read this work. Names, characters, business, events and incidents are the products of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

Love Trilogy #1 This work of fiction may include potentially disturbing readings, scenes and discussions around topics such as sexual, self-harm, physical violence, emotionally triggering materials, death and suicide. Please engage in self-care as you read this work. Names, characters, business, events and incidents are the products of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

Ilang beses ba nating tinanong ang sarili natin kung mapapansin ba tayo ng mga taong mahal natin? Ilang beses ka ba magtatanong sa buong buhay mo? At ano sa tingin mo ang magiging sagot? "Mapapansin kaya ako? Ang pag-ibig ko? Ang katauhan ko? Mapapansin Kaya?" Paano kung hindi? Paano kung oo? Magkaiba ba ang gagawin mong desisyon o pareho lang? Mag-iiba ba ang pananaw mo o magpapatuloy ka lang sa kung anong alam mong constant? Umaatikabong fame laban sa umaatikabong pag-ibig.

She met him in the club. She liked him even before she met him. They got drunk, they dance to the rhythm of dirty music, talk some nonsense and then they end up in a hotel room. She happily gave him her precious virginity but when morning came... She was forgotten. Pagkalipas ng ilang linggo, nakita niya ulit ang lalaki. Pero sa pagkakataong ito, hindi iyon sa ilalim ng iba't-ibang ilaw na nagkikisapan. Sa pagkakataong iyon, ito ang amo niya at siya ay isang katulong sa mansiyon nito. At para dagdagan ang kamalasan niya, hindi siya nito maalala. But what happens when he started noticing her? Would she end up lying to him? And what happens when she runs out of lies and he stops believing her? CECELIB | C.C. WARNING: MATURE CONTENT | P-18 COMPLETED

Only sample chps. Annabelle finds out that she is not the real daughter of the Alpha at her werewolf pack. As the world she knows comes collapsing down, she has to hide from the Demon Lord who is determined to find her. Will the Werewolf King yield to the Demon Lord's ultimatum and give her to the enemy or will she be the cause of a looming war between the two species? More importantly, who is Belle and what does the Demon Lord want with her? Belle's meeting with the Werewolf King does not go very well, she finds him to be an arrogant bastard! Worse still, he wants nothing to do with her. "Why do I feel you're my mate? What have you done to me? "bellowed the King. "How do you know I am not your mate?" I asked, growling in frustration. I did not want to be his mate any more than he wanted me to be his, but his cocky attitude was getting to me. "Because you are not even a werewolf," he grunted, his black irises shimmering dangerously. "You're a liar," I screamed not caring that I was talking to the most lethal creature in the world. He roared in laughter, the sound of which irritated the hell out of me. Aargh! How I wanted to rip his heart out even as I wanted to glue my body to his and stay there forever, basking in his scent. I was so mad that I wanted to show him how wrong he was. Soon, he would be sorry, he would kneel and beg for my forgiveness. The mental image of him on his knees made my lips twitch with amusement. I started phasing out to my wolf form, and when I stood in all my glory, I prowled and preened to show off my beautiful fur. He laughed even harder. I simply wanted to kill him. Yes, my wolf was small, but it existed. Why the hell wasn't he on his knees then? "As I said, you're not a werewolf," he repeated. Huh, what did he mean by that?