Mommy For Hire (Lu-Yoon FF) By Lazy_Girl9 All Rights Reserved. No part of this story may be redistributed in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means without the permission of the author or writer. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, are purely COINCIDENTAL. Bear with the typographical errors and wrong grammars.

Waaaah! Paano na ako mabubuhay nito? Wala na akong trabaho plus wala rin akong pera!! What now? Tas lumayas-layas pa ako sa bahay ng magaling kung aunte na mukhang pera. Bwisit lang talaga! "Hi po, nangangailangan po ba kayo ng yaya?" tanong ko sa isang mayamang babae. "Errr..no" Ugh! Aarte pa talaga siya. Pwede naman akong magtrabaho sa isang company kaso wala naman akong papeles na dala. Matalino ako pero ni isang ideya walang pumasok sa utak ko. Maliban kasi sa pagiging magaling ko na cook, magaling rin ako na yaya. Since natutunan ko yun sa course ko. "Excuse me.." omy-HOLLLYY PAPAYAAAA!! "P-po?" nahihiya kung tanong. "You wanted a job, right?" omoooo! Waaaah! Napahawak ako bigla sa katawan ko. "Wag pooo!!" "Tssk..stupid." ha? ano daw? ako stupid? Umayos ako saka ko siya tinitigan. "Eh, ano bang trabaho yang sinasabi mo? Basta disent---" hindi ko natapos ang sasabihin ko ng bigla siyang nagsalita. "Pretend to be my son's mommy.." diretso nitong sabi. WHAAATTTTTTTTT!!! MOMMMMMMMYYY?! _________________________ Started: January 14, 2017 /// 2:13pm _________________________ [Ranked] Ranked#913 in Romance // 1/25/17 Ranked#863 in Romance // 1/27/17 Ranked#804 in Romance // 1/28/17 Ranked#640 in Romance // 1/29/17 Ranked#581 in Romance // 1/30/17 Ranked#525 in Romance // 1/30/17 Ranked#475 in Romance // 2/3/17 Ranked#328 in Romance // 2/7/17 Ranked#175 in Romance // 2/14/17 Ranked#37 in LOVEHATE // 071418

He needs a place to live, she needs a baby daddy. Pietro Santangelo and Marguerite White are students at prestigious Columbia University in New York City. She is a fun-loving, free spirit who finds herself in a bit of a familial bind, he is an exchange student with a chronic case of poverty. They concoct a plan that they think will work, not realizing how much changes with two simple words... Pete merely looked at her and opened a box of books. He took some out and began placing them on the shelves, bending and stretching at his task. He had a nice back, broad shoulders and muscles that could be seen clearly under his light blue T-shirt. Daisy watched for a minute, fascinated. "Like what you see?" he asked without turning around. She jumped at the sound of his voice. "Well, you're the only thing in the room that's moving, you know?" she said by way of explanation. He turned around to look at her, books in either hand, a small grin on his face. "Of course, what was I thinking?" he asked rhetorically. "And look. We're both adults here, hm?" He looked carefully at her. "The couch we just brought up here cost fifty dollars at the second-hand store, and has to be at least thirty years old. I don't want to sleep on it, and I don't think you're going to want to sleep on it, either." She shook her head. "So the bed is nice and big," he continued. "I think we can manage, don't you? We can share the bed." He watched her for her reaction. "I give you my word this is not going to be a problem for me. At all. Is this going to be a problem for you?" She looked at him. "Really? At all?" She recovered from the unintentional meaning of his words quickly. "No, it won't be a problem for me, either," she said firmly. "We can share the bed." Content warning: This story contains mature sexual content, and themes of premarital sex and sexual assault.

#EDITING# Previously known as- When the bad boy noticed me. Trap called chaos. Trap called emotions. Trap called life.

Has your mother ever been so worried that her husband is cheating on her that she sends you to go undercover where he works? No? Well, mine did. Just to clear it all up my father works as a teacher for an ALL boys college. ------ Claire Martez had a pretty normal life, she had just recently graduated a few months ago and had great grades. Recommended for some scholarships. But she didn't exactly plan to go to an all boys college after High School. Nope, not at all. She Especially didn't expect to room with the Caiden Anderson. No, this isn't your basic love story. This is a story that involves secrets, fights and heartbreaks. »»Book 3 of The Undercover Saga. You don't have to read the other 2 books, but you do have to read them for the 4th book and there will be spoilers in this book for the others.«« • Lovely cover is made by @heights • Highest rating: #4 in Teen Fiction ( 9/12/15) <-- I stopped checking this so could have been higher for all I know.

Leila lived with her pack all her life. It was until she was forced into an arranged marriage that she ran away from home. She turned into a rogue and while running away from an Alpha, she ends up kidnapped by another one. The exception for this was one: this Alpha was her mate.

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?

Taylor Collins is an artist in the city with her young daughter Emily. She has finally started to settle in when things start to change. She hired Allison as her daughter's babysitter. Allison awakens something in her that has been sleeping for far to long. Dark secrets are revealed, lives are changed for the good and the bad, will Taylor survive or will her life come to a dead end? /BEING REVISED !!!\\

Kara Charlotte and her Boyfriend, Lukas Simeon just broke up, and the Heartbreaking thing here is he broke up with her on the line! on the other hand, Kara is a fan of one of the most famous teen actors of this generation, Dane Jarett, on that same day Kara tried to dial her best friend's number to ask for some advices, but unexpectedly she dialed a WRONG NUMBER --------- EDITING... Chapters 1-5 are edited Kara is kath, Dane is dj, Lukas is Albie, Vanessa is Julia, jul dreann is liza...so far yun pa lang naman --------- ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events, or locales is entirely coincidental. @COPYRIGHT2013 MariaIsabelaGaleria

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