She forced her into marriage, then dared her to disobey. Every kiss had a price. Every breath was bait. They touched like lovers, lied like enemies, and rewrote every rule just to break it together. And while the world watched, they kept playing-until power meant nothing, and surrender tasted sweeter than control. Because in a game born of ruin, no one could tell who fell first... Who kissed the hell wide open- Or who, between the two devils left standing, was ever really the poor, little girl.

【ＴＡＧＬＩＳＨ】 ℝ𝔸𝕋𝔼𝔻 𝕊ℙ𝔾 | 𝔾𝕏𝔾 | 𝕀ℕ𝕋𝔼ℝ𝕊𝔼𝕏 𝓟𝓻𝓸𝓬𝓮𝓮𝓭 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓬𝓪𝓾𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷. -S L O W B U R N- O N G O I N G ---------------------- ＷＡＲＮＩＮＧ Ｒ－１８⚠️🔞 ɪꜰ ᴛʜɪꜱ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ ɪꜱɴ'ᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴄᴜᴘ ᴏꜰ ᴛᴇᴀ, ꜰᴇᴇʟ ꜰʀᴇᴇ ᴛᴏ ʟᴇᴀᴠᴇ ɪᴛ ʙᴇʜɪɴᴅ. ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ ᴀ ɢɪʀʟ-ᴛᴏ-ɢɪʀʟ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ, ᴀɴᴅ ɪ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ɪᴛ'ꜱ ɴᴏᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴏɴᴇ. ɪᴛ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴀɪɴꜱ ᴠᴜʟɢᴀʀ ʟᴀɴɢᴜᴀɢᴇ, ᴇxᴘʟɪᴄɪᴛ ꜱᴄᴇɴᴇꜱ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇᴍᴇꜱ. ʙᴜᴛ ꜱɪɴᴄᴇ ɪ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ꜱᴛᴜʙʙᴏʀɴ, ʏᴏᴜ'ʟʟ ᴘʀᴏʙᴀʙʟʏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ɪᴛ ᴀɴʏᴡᴀʏ. ꜱᴏ ʜᴇʀᴇ'ꜱ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ, ɢᴜʏꜱ.

Hindi inakala ni Museum Curator Heraia Jei Montclair, na magkakaroon ng biglang pagbabago sa paghahanda ng Museo Velàris para sa nalalapit na national exhibit. Sa gitna ng hindi pagkakaintindihan, makikilala niya ang taong hindi niya inaasahan. Si Crescia Leira Cullen, isang CEO na all business, mailap, at composed. As Heraia takes charge of the project, her once-quiet world starts to change under Crescia's watchful presence. Sa pagitan ng tungkulin at tensyon. Ano kaya ang magiging mas matimbang para sa kanilang dalawa---ang katotohanan sa likod ng proyekto, o ang damdaming unti-unting nabubuo sa pagitan nila? Note: This story uses Taglish (Tagalog + English).

DISCLAIMER: This is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents in this book are either the product of the author's imagination or used a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. ProfxStudent Nyx Claris Alcantara a 18 yrs old students. a simple girl with a biggest secrets she hiding. Avireign Sky Gonzalez 25 yrs old the one who owns university where Nyx studying. A strict professor. Most Impressive Ranking📌📌 Ranked 6 in lovewins - Feb 25, 2023 out of 2.62k stories Ranked 208 in lovestoriestagalog - March 30, 2024 out of 230 stories

She's an evil blond Cold Millionaire Polo' player, cigarette addict who does illegal stuff who look into my soul, She came from a rich family known as The Escobar's family..... everyone fears her because she Become the person they never expected to be. The kind and gentle woman is Gone, She become the worst evil.

A STAND ALONE STORY!

When classes resumed, Cheenie Carson returned after a week of absence, a week spent mourning the sudden death of her mother. Grief weighed her down, leaving her exhausted and empty, as if all her strength had been drained with her loss. Stepping back into the classroom, familiar faces greeted her, yet one unfamiliar presence stood out: her new professor, Frankline Wynn Licarus. Cold and commanding. Despite Cheenie's pain, her professor expected nothing less than excellence. For Licarus, grief wasn't an excuse, everyone carried their own burdens, and wasting one's potential was never justifiable. Cheenie hated that. The words stung, leaving her feeling misunderstood. No one had the right to dictate how she should grieve, no one could possibly understand the weight of her pain. The intensity of her loss felt far too heavy for anyone else to measure. So, she kept her distance. She avoided Professor Licarus as much as possible, convincing herself that staying away was easier. But she was wrong. As days passed, Cheenie realized that Professor Licarus wasn't someone she could easily ignore. Her intimidating presence, made it impossible to fade into the background. No matter how hard Cheenie tried to stay out of her way, it seemed Professor Licarus was always there, a force too powerful to avoid.

Dennise & Blossom

[WLW] [TAGLISH] Lucifer has one dear daughter. "God only knows, but you'll never leave her." - The 1975 Her name is Heia Rhiannon Marchesi Verridien. Say it slow. She doesn't answer to it all the time. Because the devil is a liar. And his daughter is a crowded room. Heia. Rhiannon. Rhirhi. Could there be another one? Do not confuse them. One pulls you in. One pushes you away. And one doesn't even know you. Some girls save you from fire. Other girls set your house on fire just to carry you out of it. She might exactly be the latter. It wasn't the eviction notice that ruined Charlie Vivienne's life. It wasn't even the fire that swallowed her apartment whole. It was the hand that pulled her out. Because the woman who saved Charlie's life might be the very same monster who destroyed it years ago. While Charlie is busy memorizing the angles of Heia's jaw, Heia is busy trying to scrub blood off her hands from a murder she does not remember committing. The original sin wasn't eating the forbidden fruit. It was falling in love with the devil's daughter. And it is without salvation... Because you will never ask to be saved. "I built a church between the devil's thighs. I only kneel for her." WARNING: This story contains psychologically complex, morally gray characters and uses religious imagery metaphorically. If that unsettles you, this might not be for you. Genre: Psychological Romance, Political Thriller