Office Romance

A heart flipping, rib cracking and teary romance A clash between fire and ice. Will they end up tearing each other apart, or is there a remedy for a clash between fire and ice.

[This Novel is strictly R18+, with VIOLENCE and SEXUAL Content] ....... He is the Prince of DARK LORDS. Soon to be the Master of all Masters. Nagtraining siya para maging isang mahusay na pinuno at para malagpasan ang narating ng magulang niya. She is the Warrior Princess She secretly loves Cally since she was fourteen. She will do everything to make this Prince fall for her kahit pa ang magtakong at magbestida na hindi niya nakasanayan. ....... "Honey, ano ang gusto mong gawin? Bakit walang tubig itong niluluto mong spaghetti?" tanong ni Cally isang hapon nang mabungaran niya na makapal ang usok sa kusina. "huh? Nilalagyan ng tubig ang pagluto ng spaghetti?" tanong ni Prin kasabay ng mga pag-ubo. "Baka hindi mo rin alam na nilalagyan din ng tubig ang sinaing?" Gulat na gulat ito. "Nilalagyan din ng tubig ang pagluto ng kanin?!" Nasapo ni Cally ang noo niya. "Honey, sa tingin ko ay mas papayagan pa kita na sumama sa misyon kaysa ang sunugin mo ang bahay natin" "It's not my fault! They are normally dry! Ang alam kong may tubig ay ang sinigang." Cally "...." GENRE : Action, Romance Photo © rightful owner ............. LMMP consists of five phases/books inside: 1.The Dark Guards and the Prince 2. Voyage Memories 3. Dark Guard's Battle 4. First Love Syndrome 5. The Return of the Princess

She was human and he was a Alpha werewolf. Would he be able to convince her that she was his mate. Would she accept his past mistakes. Would she take the chance... A werewolf romance that is not too complicated and without too much drama. A bit of loving and hopefully a happily ever after... * Completed Story * Mature Content * All Rights Reserved * Story content solely mine, please do not copy. *Media content belongs to those who have allowed me to use.

Zyle Castillo was raised to become a gentleman. He used to work as a courier of a post office when his path crossed to the thin, clumsy yet gorgeous woman named Arila Collins. Their interests will brought them together until the small spark ignite into a sweet, fiery fire. But the summer was soon to end and there are things that hadn't been discussed yet. They need to do things fast, before it's too late. Before all they can do is to regret and ask what ifs. Or maybe it's just another summer love.

Book 3 of The Elemental Lovers seriesCameron Hayes was one of the top editors-in-chief for WWF magazine. When he wanted to be the director fo the foundation, he has to go back to school. With a determination to take and a Ph.D. to achieve, he thinks he was invincible to anything.Ella Lattone has been one of the translators for WWF magazine for 3 years now. After completing her degree in the Romance languages, she moved to the States even when her aunt forbids it. But, they complied when she asked to continue her study in a different path, ecology.What makes it worst, Cam and Ella seem to know each other when they have to work together in their project that involves volcano and ecology. Can they work peacefully when everyone knows they were in arms when together? Or will they succumb to the stirring passion that has been burning ever since they worked in WWF but never explore?

What if your soul was in someone else's body? Will your feelings change too? Lee Umji, an editor and translator from Seoul, South Korean. She has a monotonous life that only goes to offices- apartments route. Static and boring. Suddenly, to her surprise, Lee Umji experienced a soul-to-body teleportation of Kim Hana, a rich woman who was in a coma for four years and living in New York. Kim Hana with all the complications in her life. This story is a fantasy type wrapped in romance and mystery. Will use two points of view. A. = POV 3 B. = POV 1 Are you ready to explore New York, Seoul and Tokyo, along with all the mysteries?

Not Fair takes a different spin on a romance tale. Instead of the lead being the usual protagonist, the new girl that everyone is rooting for, this story tries to tell its tale from the 'slut' P.O.V. Even though our protagonist isn't a slut.

'All men are same', were the words Starr lived by, pushing every man that came her way away. Until, Christopher Chariton walked into it, with his big smile and caring heart. Starr Hart is a fierce working class woman, who owes a publishing firm and was hurt by love a long time ago. Physically, psychologically, emotionally and mentally hurt, she vouched strongly against feelings, pushing everyone around her away. But then Chris Chariton, an author of love and romance, walks into her life and falls for her, without knowing about her vouch. He wills to do everything within his power to make her feel love again.

She loved him. After the first hit she forgave him. But then came a second and then a third. She thought maybe that would be the last time like he promised. He loved her, he told her so each time. He was alone, and she wouldn't leave him too. WARNING: Dark romance, violence, abusive content. Read at your own risk, this is your only warning.

Rosemary is an orphaned werewolf girl with extreme gifts. Taken away from her childhood friend Jesiah who is destined to become the king of werewolf’s. Forced to train to become an assassin for the Vatican to kill their eternal enemy Lucifer. Rosemary finds herself in the middle of romance between Lucifer whom she was sworn to kill and Jesiah her loving mate. Enjoy! Excerpt - With my eyes closed, I stretched my arms to feel silky sheets all around me. Coming to, I remembered blacking out near the river so why am I feeling silk and pillows?!? I shot up and took in my surroundings. I noticed a dagger on the wall. Is this another one of Enora’s drills? I thought feeling confused. Then the flood of memories from the past night hit me. I killed her. I killed hundreds of wolves in training. The realization began to sink in and though they were vile creatures and Enora treated me less than an animal, I felt guilt. Guilt that I gave into the monster they created in me. The nuns, the Order, Enora. They never wanted me alive because they cared for me. They didn’t train me and push my power for the purpose of helping protect myself or others. No, they wanted to use me. The empty angry void in my soul was because of them. I was never nurtured in all my time at the convent nor Enoras prison. I was completely unloved. Though I needed so badly to burst into tears, I couldn’t bring myself to cry. Lost in my thoughts, the door to my left began to open and before my host could walk completely in, I grabbed a chunk full of hair on the top of their head and put my dagger to their muscular neck.