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Romance Books for Women

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My Life, My Rules

My Life, My Rules

"Voices." That’s how I found Ethan a year ago, online, his deep, calm tones a warm blanket over my introverted self. Today, after months of online chats, my boyfriend was finally coming to meet me in person. My stomach churned with a nervous, hopeful excitement. But then, as if a glitch in my reality, a transparent social media feed flickered into my vision, comments scrolling relentlessly. "LOL, 'vet him.' She means 'steal him.'" "Main Character Brit about to secure the love interest! Sarah who?" They were mocking me, predicting my popular, effortlessly charming roommate, Brit, would steal Ethan. "Girl, this ain't a hallucination. This is the script. You're watching your life's reality show." My excitement shattered. Brit, always the queen to my lady-in-waiting, played her part perfectly, offering syrupy "concern" to check out my "online guy," later even faking an ankle injury just to get Ethan alone. Each comment from "The Feed," each calculated move from Brit, amplified my deepest fear: I was just an average side character, destined to be replaced. Was this my inevitable fate? To watch my love story unfold as a footnote in someone else’s drama? The injustice of it all, this pre-written "script" I was supposed to follow, sparked a cold, determined anger deep within me. No. This was *my* life. And I refused to be a stepping stone. I would not be the loser side character. I would fight for him, fighting back with every clever text, every subtle move to reclaim control, even a strategic lie, to ensure I wrote my own script.
The Wrong Revenge

The Wrong Revenge

BLURB: Sofia, a 25-year-old girl, was deeply in love with Miguel. They dated for five years, and Miguel decided to marry her. On the day of their wedding, the situation changed, and the occasion took another heartbroken dimension. Miguel, Sofia's fiancé, was caught red-handed entangling with Linda, a bosom friend of Sofia, right inside the restroom in the event hall. Sofia angrily left the venue heart broken. She went and got herself drunk just to appease her shattered heart. To numb her pain of betrayal, she became pregnant, which was a result of her one-night stand with a stranger, Donal, the CEO of Ocean Group of Companies. Lily, Sofia's mother, fell sick as a result of the shock, betrayal, and shame she witnessed. Worse still, her medical bills became challenging. Sofia, unable to foot her medical bills, decided to sell the minibus of their late father. Since her salary couldn't help out. Lizzy, her younger sister, objected to it. She was never in support of her selling any of their late father's property. The only option left to raise money for their mom's medical bills is to apply for a loan from a Bank. ETC BANK is the only bank that can offer such a loan. And Linda, her bosom friend, is working as a head in the department responsible for loans. And Sofia has vowed never to set her eyes on Linda again. How will Sofia sort herself out from this horn of a dilemma?
The Power of Seduction

The Power of Seduction

Giovanni Martinez is a playboy, he really likes to flirt and he has a lot of flings. But any one of those girls, is just a past time. A word relationship and love is not his lines, the word love is never existing on his life. But one day, he meets Belinda. A not ordinary woman who takes his interest, care and time. What would happen next if Belinda doesn't love her? Because of her terrible past life. In the area of ​​conception, a street dance is being happily performed that includes young people from the south school. Most of them wear traditional costumes while dancing the sto nino. Some are even dressed up as they call it, they have different clothes and tricks while walking along the san nicolas road. The Martinez family was there and socializing with the residents there. The young martinez couldn't help but fold his arms because of the boredom that was taking over his system. This celebration was a 'boring event' for him. He wanted to go back to Manila and work. It would rather deal with the barrage of work on site than die of boredom here while watching young people dance. ”Thank you for the donation you gave..” he looked at the teachers who were deeply grateful to his grandfather. This is Rodolfo Martinez His grandfather was a Dean in Fatima, where Giovanni Martinez studied high school and college, the young man did nothing but women and alcohol. That's why even now at the age of twenty-five, he still doesn't have any serious women among the ones he meets. ”We will be back here next month, my grandson. He is an engineer and he will handle the new school that will be built here.." Giovanni was insulted because of his great grandfather's behavior. There was nothing he could do but obey, he was even more afraid of his grandfather than his parents who were not here. Besides, only his uncle was with them and his young nephew. "Isn't it a grandchild?" ”Yes, I will do my best to build a nice building here..” that was Giovanni's answer that almost came out of his nose, he had given up on this province. He was impatient and felt like he was going to pass out at any moment. He wanted to escape his grandfather to go home to Manila first. ”Excuse me, I'm just looking for something to drink..” the gentleman nodded as he was surrounded by bodyguards, a bodyguard was about to follow but giovanni suddenly shook his head. ”I can handle myself, stop following me..” said in a gruff and authoritative voice, the man retreated when the gentleman signaled him to let his grandson go. Giovanni was relieved to escape from that group, but because it was a fiesta in the town they went to, he met waves of people. The suit he was wearing almost got tangled because of the young people he met, add to that the many children scattered around begging for alms. "This place is getting on my nerves!" He fixed his necktie when he got to the car, but because of the heat, he was really thirsty. Those people didn't even think to give them water. "I won't ever come back here!" he walked towards the cooler vendors, he didn't usually do this but he had no choice but to drink it because his throat would be dry if he didn't drink it. "How much?" the shopkeepers push each other because of his good looks, the girls can't shake each other as to which one of them "Only five pesos brother handsome.." ”Can i have one, please..” he heard an accented cry, he was used to it so he just ignored it. How many women are screaming his name, begging for his attention and thirsting for his smile. ”Keep the change..” he said five hundred times before he winked at the two, the women almost fainted at that wink and giovanni woke up. "He's handsome!" that was the last thing he heard before finally crossing the road with the glass of buko juice. He was about to drink it when suddenly someone took it from his hand. "Holysh*t!" a dirty woman drank from the joint she bought, with messy hair and the smell of the road in front of her.. ”That's f*cking mine!” the girl looked at him with a blink, giovanni wondered why her eyes were green. But because he was annoyed, he passed it with almost cursing coming out of his mouth. "I hate this s*ck place!" he was kicking the wheel of his car before opening the door, but suddenly his cellphone rang causing him to be unable to get in. He grabbed it from his pocket and his grandfather's name came out easily. He answered that without hesitation. ”Im on my way home..” that's what giovanni said in an irritable voice. He wanted to leave this place, he was not used to simple things especially people wondering about his clothes. "Someone took my cane, I can't see it.." "Grandpa, I want to go home. There is an emergency on site and I am needed there..” ”I want that cane, if you see the girl with it, block it!” ”Yes lo, I will...” he hung up while frowning, was it also a cane? Why didn't he buy a new one? He has a lot of money! He entered the car with almost a bang, he felt to