I stand there with my back away from him. I couldn't look at him not after he hurt me. How was I supposed to believe anything that came out of his mouth? "Helena. I'- I'm sorry. I didn't mean to." taking a step closer. The heat of his muscular body penetrated my cold skin. "Leave, just - leave me alone. I can't take it anymore. You broke me. Don't you get that?" whispering the last part. "I did. Please..." "Don't, your words don't mean anything. You don't mean anything." I wanted him to hurt as badly as he hurt me. "That's not true. I know you don't mean that. You want me as much as I want you." his breath lingering in my ear. "Don't flatter yourself. I hate you. I.Don't.Want.You." hissing as I turned around to face him. He pursed his lips and I knew my words cut deep. I wasn't going to be nice anymore. Kane made sure that part of me was gone. Silence filled the room. It was suffocating me just like he was and right when I was going to turn around he grabbed me slamming me to his hard chest. "Too bad, cause I want you." smashing his lips on mine he kissed me hungrily as if his life depended on it. I tried pushing him away but I couldn't or simply I just didn't want to. Did I want him after what he's done? Lifting me up he walked us to the bed laying me down slowly. Pulling away he took his shirt off then kissed me again. "I want you. There's no one else I want more than you. Let me be your first and last." I didn't know what I was thinking or if I was at that moment, but I wanted him. I couldn't deny it. "Take me. I want you to make love to me." letting the words come out making him smile. Without another word he kissed me softly. "I've been waiting for you to say that to me for a while. I will make love to you until the sun comes up baby." then took my shirt off with everything else. His body pressed against mine. "I love you Helena and I always will." as he entered me taking my virginity just like he always planned to. #47- 11/23/16 #65- 11/24

I stand there wide eyed and frozen where I am being held in place. The sounds of fists connecting on skin, cracking under his bloody fists. How can he be so cruel and heartless? Why doesn't he just leave me alone? "STOP PLEASE JUST STOP!" I hear myself scream feeling warm tears fall down my cheek. I couldn't bear it anymore. At the sound of my scream, he stops midair snapping his head towards my frightened one with a sadistic smirk. He does that every time someone begs. "Sorry Princess, I don't think I heard you?" He heard me, that's how he plays with people's emotions. "Stop just let him go he didn't do anything wrong." He stares at me blankly. His eyes show anger. "HE DID DO SOMETHING WRONG! HE TOUCHED YOU! NO ONE TOUCHES WHAT'S MINE!" I flinch from his screams, something I always do when he yells. "I'm... we aren't." I shake my head. "Say it. I WANT.TO.HEAR.YOU.SAY.IT!" I know what he wants me to say, I just couldn't. He notices that I am not going to say the three words he wants to hear. Turning to face his punching bag, he lifts his arm again, hatred in his eyes. "STOP! I -- I'll say it, just please stop. He's had enough." I say defeated. Dropping his arm, he drops him on the ground like a sack of dirt and stalks towards me as the arms that restrain me let go. "Tell me Princess. Tell me what I want to hear." he cups my face with his bloody hands. Staring into his cold-hearted eyes I let out a shaky breath "I -- I'm...only...yours." His lips curl up into a smile pulling me into his lips. Kissing me possessively, I shut my eyes tightly. Pulling away he goes back to a serious face. "You.Are.OnlyMine! Remember that. You belong to me. You know I will kill any guy that even thinks to look, speak or touch you. Do you understand me? I nod my head yes glancing over at the limp body on the ground then back at him. Stepping back, he turns and kicks him on his side making him spit blood out. "Next time you're dead!" ... I'm only his...

"Bad and good clash." From the depths of hell came a demon, that turned an innocent to fall, and finally made itself known once more with even more mania, Zero is finally back. New enemies were expected, but allies weren't. An enemy of an enemy, is truly Lyra's friend. •Read The Obsession first•

"I made the choice a long time ago." Built with passion caused with obsession, feelings that grew within time, and lastly some emotions made from rage and belonging; a psychopath will be created. It's been like this for years. Time is ticking. And Lyra Fields won't know what hit her.

SYNOPSIS: KUNG may katawang tao ang tsismis, ang magiging pangalan niyon ay Jan Irish. She was a gossip eater and spreader. It's her job and nobody could stop her. Kaya nga pinili ni Jan Irish na maging Journalist para legal na makapag-tsismis sa iba ng mga alam niyang sekreto. She loved her job more than anything. It gave her freedom from speaking what's on her mind. Kaya naman nang bigyan siya ng bagong assignment ng Editor-in-Chief ng Magazine na pinagta-trabahoan niya, hindi niya mapigil ang excitement, lalo na at si Tegan Galvante ang assignment niya. One of the rudest man that every walked on earth. There was no Journalist on the country who succeeded in getting an interview from him and that's her assignment: interview Tegan Galvante. Alam ni Jan Irish na mahihirapan siya pero sisiguraduhin niyang siya ang pinaka-unang Journalist na magtatagumpay na makakuha ng interview ni Tegan Galvante. Gagawin niya ang lahat, makamit lang ang inaasam. Jan Irish mind was already set, she will do everything, use everything in her disposal to get what she wanted ... then she met Tegan Galvante for the first time. And never in her life was she tongue-tied, just that moment. Why? Was it his tattoos? His burned scars? His undeniable good looks? Or was it the feeling he aroused from her? Whatever it was, she's doomed. Because Tegan Galvante was the kind of man that couldn't be trusted with a woman's heart.

SYNOPSIS: Nykyrel Guzmano was like a phantom. He hides away from the shadows and control people from the dark corner of his huge mansion. He's the owner of Guzmano Corporation yet nobody had seen him, not even his shadow. Some believed that he was a man near to the grave, a man who's ugly and scared to be mocked. He was a mystery that needed to be solve and will move heaven and earth to unravel Nykyrel's mysterious personality. By hooked or by crooked, Lechel will have her interview with him. Fudge the rumors, she will get the interview and her promotion. So she did what she had to do. Inakyat niya ang gate ng mansiyon ni Nykyrel Guzmano. Inihanda niya ang sarili na makakita ang naaganas na nilalang sa loob o kaya naman uugod-ugod na na lalaki, pero mali ang akala niya o ang haka-haka ng mga tao sa labas ng mansiyon. The man in front of her who claimed to be Nykyrel Guzmano was a handsome man, very handsome that her heart was nearly knocked out from her ribcage.

(To be published under Red Room/ LIB) The Virgin Writer Book 1: http://www.wattpad.com/story/2269235-the-virgin-writer. Pagkatapos kang patawanin at pagulungin sa kama sa tawa ng 'The Virgin Writer' (Book 1). Ano kayang mangayayari pagdating ng Book2? Tatawa ka pa rin ba? Let's see.. -Rushy

Hurt from her previous relationship, Lana Lopez does her best to avoid falling for unreachable playboy Zeo Alcante. But when they both acknowledge their growing feelings for each other, maybe breaking some rules isn't so bad after all. *** Strong and independent, Lana Lopez isn't your typical girl. She knows what she wants and does everything she can to get it. However, her world is shaken to the core as she crosses paths with street racer Oliver Cojuangco and basketball star player Zeo Alcante for a social experiment that forces them to hang out for a month. Determined to make things work, the three try their best to get along-not until more feelings get involved. With her heart on her sleeve, Lana tries it with Zeo. But with the fears and uncertainties that continue to test their relationship, is taking the risk worth it in the end? Or does breaking the rules mean getting their hearts broken, too? Disclaimer: This story is written in Taglish, a combination of Tagalog & English. Cover Design by Regina Dionela

A collection of short Erotic stories Story 1: My Seaweed Prince [Completed] Story 2: My Boyfriend is A Seaweed? [On Hold] Story 3: Bitter Jam [Ongoing]

(To be published under Red Room/ LIB) (Completed) She is Pollyanna Garcia and She's a Virgin Writer :)