Von Leandrei grew up with all the luxuries in life, while Janica lived a more humble, hardworking existence. When their worlds collide, could it be the perfect imperfect match? ***** Privileged and good-looking, Von Leandrei Filan, wanted for nothing. His life was worlds apart from that of Janica Venus, the hardworking and humble daughter of the caretaker of Leandrei's mom's ancestral house. Their worlds collide when Janica is invited to stay in one of the homes by Leandrei's mother, as she studies for her bar exam. Wanting to be helpful, Janica begins working at the family's company and slowly builds a rapport with Von Leandrei who begins to see her in a new light. Impressed with her abilities, Von Leandrei starts to turn to Janica for help with important business matters...and perhaps more.

When Helena finds a phone on the night train, she decides to text the first number in the list of contacts in order to figure out who it belongs to. ***** Helena Santos hasn't had the easiest life. At twenty-one, she's the legal guardian of her teenage sister, in the final year of her nursing degree, and working night shifts at her small-town's local bar. And things get a lot more complicated when she finds a phone on the train home and decides to text the first number in the list of contacts, in hopes of tracking down its owner. That contact? Adam Bauer; the charismatic, sweet, and refreshingly honest older brother of the person who lost their phone. As the two continue talking, they can't ignore the chemistry and growing feelings between them, but life is never that simple. To make things work, Helena and Adam need to juggle a troubled sister, a meddlesome ex-boyfriend, and one fat lawsuit - all intent on keeping them apart. [[word count: 40,000-50,000 words]] Content and/or Trigger Warning: This story contains swearing, mature themes, and sexual content.

(WARNING: mature content ) Sinfully gorgeous... those are the two words that always come to mind whenever I think of Jake. Just imagining what those sexy lips of his can do makes me wet in-between the thighs. Oh, yes... I am shamelessly admitting that I have been having carnal thoughts about him. He is also the most indulgent guy I know. He spoils me rotten. He makes me feel loved. And silly me... I fell in love. Jake, though, only sees me as his friend. His best friend. For eight years now. Since our last year at the university. I am aware of my role in his life: The shoulder to cry on... to rant on... or whatever it is that he wanted me to be. Until I came across a tweet that says: having a friend is like having an ice cream, but having a 'friend with benefits' is like having chocolate sprinkles on your ice cream. I love chocolate sprinkles, so... why not?