We have symbol, we have fang, we bite, we kill, we study. Welcome to Bloody Hell University. A school for Vampires. Date finished: November 20 2020 Language: Taglish Season 2: Forbidden Hell

Berry Lacsamana had given up on life. But when she one day wakes up in a strange bed with someone calling her his wife, her life begins to take a different path. ****** When Berry Lacsamana wakes up in a room she doesn't recognize, hooked up to medical machines, confusion and anxiety consume her. Deepening Berry's fear is the presence of Cadmus Valcarcel who treats her coldly and and looks at her with resentment. "Finally," he said with coldness in his voice that made her shiver, frightening her. "My infamous wife is awake." Berry isn't anyone's wife, lest she is married to Cadmus. However, when she sees a photo of Cherry, a woman who looks like her from every angle, Berry begins to have some suspicions. She knew she was Berry, not Cherry... wasn't she? DISCLAIMER: This is a Filipino language story. WORD COUNT: 194,647 COVER: ASTRID JAYDEE WARNING: DON'T READ THIS STORY IF YOU CAN'T HANDLE DEPRESSING SCENES, SENSITIVE TOPICS OR MATURE CONTENT.

(Completed) WARNING: SPG | Mature Content |R-18| "Alam mong hindi puwedeng mahalin pero minahal mo pa rin. Alam mong maraming tutol sa inyo sa huli pero pinagpatuloy mo pa rin." - His POV "Alam mong playboy pero nagustuhan mo pa rin. Alam mong nakatakdang ikasal sa iba pero pinaglaban mo pa rin." - Her POV Hanggang saan nila kayang panindigan ang lihim nilang pagmamahalan kung alam nilang marami ang masasaktan sa huli? **** Date Started: June 04, 2018 Date Finished: August 27, 2018

In Belcourt, they rear weapons no man can contend with: women. Sasha was never meant to be in the Court of Flowers, one of the most sought-after courts in Belcourt, but when she is suddenly placed there without warning, she discovers a world far from what she expected--one that reeks of passion, seduction, secrets, and betrayal. ***** Belcourt, an orphanage for young girls, keeps many secrets within its walls. Among those are the four courts that rear the kingdom's most powerful weapons: the Ladies of Belcourt. Sasha is safely tucked away in the Court of Libraries when Belcourt makes a sudden decision it has never done before in more than half a century. She is transferred into the Court of Flowers, the most famous court of all, where she is expected to service gentlemen who paid their way in for a Belle, a woman trained to please, seduce, and spy. Things take a turn when she is introduced to the mysterious West Blackwood who has a very different service in mind, one too tempting and one that may ultimately change Sasha's safe life in Belcourt. Torn between powerful forces, both the kingdom and Belcourt itself, Sasha will have to determine where her loyalties lie: to the man who not only infuriates her at every turn but also awakens sensations she never felt before? Or to the place that has always been her home since the day she walked away from a cottage with two dead bodies?

Beckett Furrer. Groom. Bachelor's Party. Drunk. Desire. Lust. And mistakes. Three years later, what happened that day still haunted his sleep and waking hours. Not because the wedding was cut off, but because of the woman who gave him the sexiest and erotic night of his life. But the thing was... He didn't see her face because of the mask she was wearing that night, but he saw the tattoo on her back - that tribal tattoo that never left his dreams and consciousness. It would really be a dream come true if he saw her again... the woman he'd been looking for for three years now. And just like any other coincidences ... He saw her in his friend's wedding. And she happened to be the best friend of his friend's bride. He's the Best man and she's the Maid of Honor. Not to mention that he knows her for years now! How fuck up was this? CECELIB | C.C. WARNING: MATURE CONTENT | P-18 COMPLETED

All his life, Andrius Salazar only wanted three things. A peaceful life that he plans to live to the fullest, he wanted to be left alone by his family to do things his way and he wanted his mother not messing with his life. But he learned in a hard way that those three things were not easy to have. Especially when his mother was constantly planning something outrageous to ruin his not so peaceful living. And the ruination of his life comes with a name this time. Ivy Gonzaga. The daughter of a Mafia boss who wants his surname attached to her name. CECELIB | C.C. WARNING: MATURE CONTENT | R-18 COMPLETED

Knight Velasquez would willingly and silently sacrifice himself in order to protect the people he cared the most about, even if it meant endless trouble and deceit. But his life soon took a quick turn when he fell for the woman who saved him from his world of pain. ****** To ensure the safety of his beloved brother and friends, Count Knight Velasquez would willingly suffer through his domineering father's punishments. However, just as he reached his limits and desired to give up, a certain Sweet Monday Lopez unexpectedly came into his life and saved him. Before meeting Knight, SM can be said to be living an ordinary life with a fair share of painful past but they soon realize that ordinary is an understatement and their love comes with a price. DISCLAIMER: This is a Filipino language story. WARNING: WITH MATURE CONTENT COVER DESIGN: Ren Tachibana

A GIRL dreams about a Bad boy who is gentle only to her. A BOY dreams about a Girl who is naughty only to him. ****** He was her neighbor. He was her childhood sweetheart. He was her first love. Ten years later... He was everything she abhorred. He was dangerous. She hated what he'd become, yet, her heart still yearned for him. He possessed her body, mind, heart and soul. And she was scared ... scared of what will happen to her if she fell deeply in love again with this Dangerous Gentleman. WARNING: SPG/R-18

*rework in process, summary may be adjusted later* Oh Sweet Lies... People lie. It's true, they do. It's a proven fact. They do it all the time, every day, all day. They don't stop. They lie to their neighbors, their friends, to that sweet lunch lady that hands you your crappy sloppy joe sandwich for lunch every day, and especially to themselves. I think some even prefer it that way. Most people don't even think about it, all these lies they tell, and for those that do, most don't care. Only a small handful actually stop to think and repent, but then go right back on to telling those lies only to repeat the process over again. And what good does that do? In my honest opinion, it doesn't do squat. This whole world is made up of lies, a whole intricate web of them. Where did all the lying start? I have no idea. What I do know is that people lie so much that they often lose themselves in the process, lost in their own lies. It's sad, pathetic even, but the worst of it is, they don't even know it. They're already lost, lost in the darkness, with no light or kind hand to guide them out, no sense of self-preservation. Not even the sense to run. How do I know this? Because I watch it happen, every single day. I watch a lot of things. That's the key word about me; watch. I never step in to help, and I suppose that's on me. Who am I? My name is Sylver, and welcome to my world.

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