"I want a husband and I want it to be you, Iñigo Petrakis. So, you will marry me whether you like it not." Avery "Ava" Marquez has been in love with Iñigo Petrakis for as long as she can remember. The only problem is he has sworn off love after his scandalous marriage that ruined his family name and business. Add on to his problem is being found in a compromising position with the strong willed Ava Marquez. With his life in shambles and an adamant but sexy woman hot on his trail, he might just give in to her offer - marry the self-made billionaire in exchange of bringing back his prestige. Fairly easy but with the constant sparks and seduction of Ava, he might not only give his family name but also his heart. Completed June 04, 2020

SAMPLE [Most of the chapters were taken down for publishing purposes on Dec 20, 2020] Neil is a 32 years old man who is mentally disordered. He is a genius, a fast learner, and a high IQ man who is mentally immature. When he met Elliana, he started wondering about things, things he never paid any attention to before. Like this - "What do girls keep in their chest pockets? They always look lumpy. Especially yours. Yours look so big. What do you hide in there?" Neil asked innocently with curious eyes. . . . "That's not a pocket. It's your body. Why does your chest look that way? Mine is flat... Why... Why do yours look so big?" Hearing Neil's voice Elli looked back in the shower and found his widened, curious, and surprised eyes. "Why are you here? Neil go! I'm showering! Give some privacy!" Elli was startled. "What are those?" Neil wasn't going anywhere without his answer. Elli sighed in defeat, "This... This is how our woman's body is created... They look like this where your chest is plain, our breasts look like this," Elli replied hiding her body with the towel tightly. "Is it what the balls are called? Breasts? I like them. Can I play with them?" Elli didn't know what to say in response, "You can't Neil. These are not some balls that you can play with. They are parts of my body. You should respect a person's body, Neil. You can't talk about it like this." "Show them to me again... I want to see them again. Let me touch those beautiful breasts. I promise I'll handle them with respect and delicacy. Please?" Will Elli let Neil touch them? After all, they are husband and wife...

WARNING!!! MATURE content for 18 years old and above!!! If you're an INNOCENT or NOT AN OPEN-MINDED reader, please refrain from reading this story! Being the youngest among the Novell siblings, Ellie got used to being compared to her brother and sister all the time. Being the good girl she always was, she didn't mind one bit. To the public eye, she's a nice and quiet girl who only lives behind her siblings' shadows. But little did they know that she too has a hidden wild side in her that only one man had the privilege to see. Rex Avis Frias. Highest rank #54 in romance #69 in love

Small town girl Song Hyejin grew up with a pair of scissors in her hand, spending her high school days in her father's barber shop cutting crew cuts for young men who were about to enlist in the army; this was how she was intending to spend the rest of her life. When top star Ares Hwang walks into the shop one rainy day demanding that she give him a haircut even though it's past opening hours, her life gets thrown straight into a raging hurricane known as the world of showbiz. ======== Enter Kang Hyunwon, hairstylist to the celebrities, touted by all the country's fashion magazines as the golden hands that could catapult anyone, literally anyone, from obscurity to stardom. When his limelight gets stolen unceremoniously by the head of hair atop one Ares Hwang (whom he had callously rejected to style just days before), his ego takes a beating that he will never forget. When he finds out who it is who was responsible for his humiliation, he vows to show this clueless suburban girl what it truly means to be hair-raisingly good with a pair of scissors... ======== Cover adapted from the artwork by @ClarissaNorth

Seven years ago... I was his stalker. Three years ago... I was his wife. Two years ago... I was his ex-wife. Since the day he left me, my life has never been the same. It seems like I gathered all life's misfortunes - my mother died from cancer, our family business went down and my dad could not face the shame so he killed himself leaving me to take on the responsibilities of paying his debts. I have to work hard to make ends meet. I worked as a baker, a dance instructress, and an entertainer in order to pay the debts as well as to support myself. I was trying to be okay until he came back. He manipulated everything - owned the bakeshop where I worked as a baker, paid me to give him private dance classes and made me agree to perform in private with him. Do you think that is already worse? Nah-uh! He my family's debt so I am obliged to pay him based on his terms. I am Patricia Sandoval, sold to Stuart Cordoval - I am his personal assistant, private chef, personal dance instructor, exclusive entertainer and on-call bedwarmer of my beloved ex-husband. This may sound absurd, but yes, I am sold to my ex-husband. Note: This is originally a story written in Filipino but since there have been requests for its English version, I am going to slowly upload an English translation of this story.

"TELL ME YOU DIDN'T." Warrick almost cried as he asked his brother one last time, "Tell me you didn't sleep with her," His loud shout turned into a heartbreaking whisper, Madame Noella didn't move after glimpsing through her son's eyes. She knew it was too late to stop him now. She was watching both of her sons fighting over me, but she didn't even know about her husband's dirty intentions. "You tell us what happened, did Luke sleep with you?" Lord George took a step near me and questioned, he made it seem like he was doing it to make his sons stop fighting and the truth was otherwise. He wanted to know if that was true, and now that his son Luke has admitted it in public, George has lost all his chances to force himself on me. "We did it," I admitted, my throat feeling dry as the words left my dry lips. I had no courage left to lift my head and stare into Warrick's eyes, I felt guilty of betraying Warrick. The smirk on Prince Luke's face was a piece of evidence that now I was bound to please him right in front of Warrick's eyes and he wouldn't be able to do anything about it.

WARNING!!! MATURE content for 18 years old and above!!! If you're an INNOCENT or NOT AN OPEN-MINDED reader, please refrain from reading this story! Princess Jewel Morrison was so hurt because her boyfriend Zander Montealegre, wasn't there when she gave birth to their child. But the most painful thing was their baby 'died' after she gave birth to her and he was never there for her. Then she learned that he accepted money from her father in exchange for leaving her. Upon learning this, she decided to leave the country to forget about the painful things that happened to her without realizing that they were just victims of her father's manipulation. What would she do when she learns that all the things she believed that happened were all products of someone else's lie? What would she do to make things right?

WARNING!!! MATURE content inside for 18 years old and above! If you're an INNOCENT or NOT AN OPEN-MINDED reader, please refrain from reading this story! Carina was always been a shy girl. She doesn't know how to voice out her opinions and always awkward around people. After what happened to her mom, she was left alone. She had to deal with the cruelty of this world so she decided to change and make herself strong. But what if she meets the arrogant, cold but handsome CEO Regan Novell? Can a sheltered naive girl like her handle a person who was used to have everything he desires? "I want you and I'll make sure you will succumb to me" he whispered and playfully bit my ear. ****Check out it's sequel titled My POSSESSIVE ex-LOVER**** Highest rank #28 in romance #19 in mature

Sequel to The Billionaire Boss' Baby! Life is going well for new-mom, Amara Gray. She has two beautiful babies, support from both her friends and family, and absolutely no contact with her children's father, Joshua Leonard. What could be better? Things suddenly take a downward turn when a previously absent Joshua decides he wants custody of the twins. Amara soon finds herself in court, and, not long after, under investigation for a crime she did not commit. If she can't prove her innocence, her worst free will be realized. Her babies will be taken away from her. Forever.

"Come on, don't be so shy." he pulled me back in his lap, the contact between our bodies was oddly terrifying. He knew the type of girl I was and I expected him to take it slow. "Tucker please someone will see us." I looked around in fear, how can he be so chill about it while his parents and sister were at home. If his father sees us like this, we are dead. "Lemme see your body." he whispered in my ear and my body contracted, I wasn't used to such wordings, damn I hadn't seen couples kissing in movies. "Tucker, not now." I tried to pull myself away from him but he was holding me tightly. I felt him breathing on my neck and it didn't feel right. "Tucker stop." everything escalated when he grabbed my face and forced me to turn my neck to him so he can kiss me, he was forcing me for my first kiss. "Tucker enough!" I yelled, getting out of his touch and pushing him away as he got up and tried to reach back for me. "What the hell?" his facial expressions hardened, never have I ever considered being rude to him. I have always tried not to hurt him and to gain his attention I have even tolerated people who bullied me. "This isn't right. You need to tell your family first." I was hesitant to look in his eyes, pulling down my shirt and mending myself, I looked down. "You pushed me away? Tucker Arch?" He announced in a bitter tone. I expected him to apologize for his behavior but it didn't seem like he felt bad at all, "you should have been considering yourself lucky to be with me right now." He gritted his teeth, it was hard to erase the shock from my face. I walked near him to hug him gently, even though when I was really a shy person, I was ready to calm him down the way he wanted me to. "Hands off!" he slapped my hand away, "No! now you will approach me, you will kiss me. You will show me your body and then, only then I will forgive you." I was taken aback by his statement, doesn't he love me? are you supposed to do this to your lover?