Once upon a time, there was a boy named Marlon who fell in love with a girl named Cat. Like her name suggests, she had claws --- sharp ones. But the thing about cats with sharp claws is that as much as they hiss and scratch, they still enjoy being stroked... (Working blurb, ha.) *Cover by @bullethood*

Umuwi sa Pilipinas dahil si Heelan dahil sa kasal ng pinsan niya at dahil na rin sa fashion line na balak niyang e-lauch dito sa bansa. Okay na sana ang pagbabalik niya, tahimik na, hanggang sa makita niya ang ulit ang lalaking nanakit sa puso niya. Pilit niyang iniwasan si Blue. Pero hindi niya alam kung bakit palagi silang pinagtatagpo ng binata. Hanggang sa magkasama sila sa isang isla. Manunumbalik ba muli ang pag-iibigan nila o tuluyan ng iyong mawawasak?

[Edited] "You had to be extremely low on cash to wank into a cup for it," Dani sneered, feeling like a vindictive bully in a playground. But Carlo deserved it. She felt the first sharp stab of fear that went through her heart when Carlo looked at her with thunder in his eyes. "What are you going to do now? Kill me?" she continued. Fingering the 9mm in her back pocket, she remembered that she'd never even shot the damn thing, despite her brothers' pleas to teach her. Carlo's shadow blanketed her. "Kill you?" His brow furrowed. "Do you really think that lowly of me, cara? I'm wounded." "Then what the hell do you want?" His face flashed with a look she barely recognised - pure arousal. Even when he reached out and pulled her to him, she could feel it. "I realised that the mother of my child is more of a spitfire than I thought." His lips brushed her earlobe. "Call me a pyromaniac." *cover by @bullethood*

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[Edited Version] "We only read erotica," Fiona said with a straight face. "Come again?" I asked, clutching my copy of Jane Eyre to my chest. I suddenly felt like a girl who'd come to a fancy-dress party dressed as herself. "Oh, come on, Janelle," Fiona smiled, pulling my hand and leading me into the room. The light in the library was dimmed to a dull glow, and then I heard a man's voice reading: "I entered her from behind, squeezing the taut skin of her buttocks and driving myself even deeper, until..." Somewhere in the dark, I heard moans of pleasure and the unmistakable yowl of a climax... [Cover by @headfullofstars]

These are His Modern Cinderella SPG parts. Read at your own risk.

NOTE: SPG/R-18 Walang nagawa si Kendra ng ipatapon siya ng ama sa Pilipinas kung saan naroon ang Lola niya. Nakakairita man na manatili sa bansang ito, kailangan niyang gawin ang napagkasunduan nila ng ama para makauwi siya. At isa sa mga kasunduang iyon ay ang matrabaho siya sa isang kompanya sa loob ng tatlong buwan. Kapag nagawa niya iyon, makakabalik na sya. Working to earn money is very hard, especially if you're Kendra Madrigal Bathory. Hindi siya sanay na magtrabaho. It was irritating to say the least, but her two gorgeous bosses change that. Vladimir Laxamana, her hot stud boss with mouthwatering smile. Unang kita palang niya sa lalaki, naakit na siya sa nakakalusaw na ngiti nito. Sa unang araw palang niya sa trabaho nagparamdam kaagad sa kanya ng interes ang binata at hindi siya bobo para hindi iyon makita. Then there's Lachlain Samaniego, her boss who has piercing blue eyes. When she first saw him, it was like his eyes sipped through her very soul, arousing her erotic desire. Isa itong masungit na boss pero bakit sa tuwing naglalapat ang mga labi nila, nakakalimutan niya ang kasungitan nito na kinaiinisan niya? Who would she welcome in her bed?

Nasanay si Vaughn na nakukuha ang lahat ng kanyang gusto kahit pa sa babae. Nang makilala niya si Natalia, isang club stripper, ay naranasan niya ang matanggihan. Na-challenge siya rito kung kaya ginawa niya ang lahat para lamang makuha ito. Pero nang mabigyan siya ng pagkakataong makuha ang kanyang gusto ay tila nag-iba na rin ang nararamdaman niya para rito. Hanggang saan nga ba siya dadalhin ng pag-ibig niya rito kung patuloy lang ding magbabalik ang nakaraan ni Natalia? Handa nga ba siyang manindigan hanggang sa huli?

[This is a spin-off of The DILF but can be read as a stand-alone] [The story you are about to read is intended for readers age 18+ due to its sexual content and language. It may not be appropriate for all audiences. Please read at your own discretion.] There was nothing Ophelia wanted better than to gouge Nikolai's long-lashed, consuming blue eyes out with a butter knife and mail them to the rest of the Alvonich family. Too bad they were in a very public, very esteemed place - Mikhail's wedding. "You don't think I'll press the button?" Nikolai's breath was warm and teasing in her ear. Ophelia had no idea what possessed her to take up his challenge of a vibrating thong, except that it was too late to back out now. She turned to glance at the infuriating man beside her. "Honestly, I don't care. It won't affect me." "Sweet Ophelia," he whispered, surprising her by flicking his tongue into her ear. Jumping, she glared at him, ignoring the important guests at her table, her father included. Before she could curse at Nikolai, he pressed the button, the swearwords turning to soft moans under her breath. Gripping the edge of the table, Ophelia felt the attack on her cl!t like a burn to her skin. Her father shot her a concerned look from across the table and Nikolai's voice was again in her ear. "Before the end of the night, Ophelia, we will f**k," he promised, releasing his finger from the remote control. "Only this time, it will be my name you scream."