Kristen Mendoza
Kristen Mendoza's Books(2)
Stealing Her Innocence
Romance I can still feel his hands on every inch of my body - his kiss, his tongue, his grip on my hips, and his hot breath against my neck. I just can't forget it.
I still can't believe that something happened between me and Reigo. He was my first... and it was everything. So this is what it feels like... I never thought I'd experience it. I didn't expect it to affect me this way either - now, I find myself craving more.
That hot, steamy night - I don't even know where these thoughts come from; they just keep popping into my head. What did you do to me, Reid Diego Alarcon? Why do I keep yearning for you?
How am I supposed to face him after what happened? Does he even remember... or was I just another girl he hooked up with for the night? He can have any woman he wants with just one look. Am I just one of them? Maybe I am.
I sighed deeply and stared out of the car window. We stopped at a large gate, and without a doubt, there was a mansion waiting behind it.
"Is everything alright, Avi?" Mom asked as she unbuckled her seatbelt.
I forced a smile and nodded.
"I've noticed you've been spacing out. What's wrong?"
"Nothing, Mommy," I insisted, "I'm just a little overwhelmed."
She bit her lip and reached for my hand. "I'm so sorry, Avi. I didn't mean to surprise you like this. You know - I was afraid you wouldn't accept it, because I know how much you love your father. And I don't want you to think I never loved him."
I smiled softly. "Mom, I understand. You don't have to worry about me. You deserve to be happy - so please, put yourself first."
"Thank you, Darling."
She hugged me tightly before stepping out of the car. Mom's getting married, and I can see how happy she is now - and that makes me happy too.
I've never met her fiancé. She didn't have the courage to introduce him to me, thinking I wouldn't understand. But I'm grown now, and I do. Who am I to stand in her way?
When we stepped out of the car, a man greeted us - and for some reason, he looked so familiar. His eyes... they reminded me of Reigo.
I shook my head. I've been thinking about him so much lately that now I'm seeing him in other people. I must be losing my mind.
"Hi, Honey!" Mom greeted him and kissed the man on the cheek. The two of them looked so happy together. I couldn't help but smile.
"And you must be Havianna, hija," the man said warmly.
I nodded and smiled shyly. "Nice to meet you, uncle."
"Likewise, hija," he replied before pulling me into a quick hug.
We chatted for a bit before heading inside. I was amazed at how enormous the place was - a mansion, really. I'm glad my mom found a good man. They're getting older, and maybe they just want someone to be with - not just for company, but for love.
We stayed in the living room for a while to talk, though I barely participated. I just nodded along, too distracted by how grand the house was. It was so big and modern, nothing like what I expected.
"How about it, hija?"
I turned to them, confused. "Po?"
Mom chuckled. "We were talking about maybe living together under one roof - especially since your Tito's son is here too. You'll finally have a brother-"
"Reigo! Where have you been?!" Uncle sudden exclamation cut Mom off.
It wasn't the loud voice that made me freeze. It was the name.
R-Reigo?
"Come here," Tito ordered the person behind me.
I blinked rapidly. My heart seemed to stop. I could feel his presence - just being near him made me weak. Everything we did that night flashed through my mind.
As he slowly approached us, my breathing became ragged.
And then he passed by me... that scent. It was him. It was really Reigo.
"What?" he spoke, his voice sending shivers down my spine.
I couldn't even look at him. After days of thinking about him, now that he was here in front of me, I just... couldn't.
"You're late," uncle scolded.
"For what?"
"Didn't I tell you-"
"Hon, maybe he just forgot. You know how busy students can be," Mom cut in, trying to ease the tension.
I stared at their feet because I didn't have the courage to meet his eyes.
"Avi, your Uncle son is here... don't be rude, darling," Mom gently reminded me.
I clenched the hem of my dress tightly and swallowed hard. I closed my eyes and slowly stood up. His intense gaze made my knees shake.
When I finally managed to stand, I almost sat back down again.
I looked at Mom, who gave me a reassuring smile. I then shifted my gaze to Reigo, who was standing a few steps in front of me. His piercing eyes met mine - and his expression was unreadable.
"U-Uh... H-Hi," I stammered softly.
He tilted his head slightly, a smirk playing on his lips.
I gripped my dress tighter, wishing more than anything that he had forgotten what happened between us - especially now that his father was going to marry my mother.
"She's the daughter of your Aunt Luc My Stepfather's Desire
Adventure "It's your first day of school, Hestia!" my mom cheerfully announced as the three of us sat together at the dining table, eating breakfast.
I looked at them and smiled widely, nodding excitedly. I think everything is okay now. It seems like they're not fighting anymore. For the first time in a while, the atmosphere in the house felt light and peaceful.
I was especially happy because of my new school uniform. It was beautiful - exactly like the one I'd always dreamed of wearing. My stepfather transferred me to a new school, one even better than my previous one. I could already imagine myself walking down the hallways in my new uniform, finally feeling like I belonged somewhere.
"I'm sorry, sweetheart. I can't take you to school today. I have something to do, and your grandfather asked to see me at his house," my mom said apologetically.
I gave her a small, understanding smile.
"It's okay, Mo-"
"I'll drive you there," a cold, deep voice suddenly cut in, making the entire dining room fall silent.
Both Mom and I turned to look at my stepfather as he spoke. I still couldn't bring myself to call him "Dad." I was too scared. He was too young to be called that, and there was something about him - an air of cold detachment that made me feel uneasy.
His brown eyes, sharp and unreadable, met mine for a brief moment. He looked like a foreigner, though I knew he was Filipino with mixed blood.
"Be ready. I'll take you," he added before quickly looking away and focusing on his food again.
Mom left soon after to visit Grandpa, and I hurried to finish eating because my stepfather had already finished his meal. I grabbed my bag and stepped outside, approaching his car. It was my first time riding with him. The scent inside was intoxicating - clean, masculine, and oddly comforting.
He started the car, and in minutes, we reached my school. I was about to step out when I heard him clear his throat. I turned to look at him, surprised.
He was smirking slightly.
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Kiss Leilani Once upon a time, there were two kingdoms once at peace. The kingdom of Salem and the kingdom of Mombana...
Until the day, the king of Mombana passed away and a new monarch took over, Prince Cone.
Prince Cone, has always been hungry for more power and more and more.
After his coronation, he attacked Salem.
The attack was so unexpected, Salem never prepared for it. They were caught off guard. The king and Queen was killed, the prince was taken into slavery.
The people of Salem that survived the war was enslaved, their land taken from them. Their women were made sex slaves.
They lost everything, including their land.
Evil befall the land of Salem in form of Prince Cone, and the prince of Salem in his slavery was filled with so much rage.
The prince of Salem, Prince Lucien swore revenge.
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Ten years later, thirty-years old Lucien and his people raided a coup and escaped slavery.
They went into hiding and recuperated. They trained day and night under the leadership of the fearless and cold Lucien who was driven with everything in him to get back their land, and take Mombana land too.
It took them five years before they ambushed and attacked Mombana. They killed Prince Cone and reclaimed everything.
As they screamed out their victory, Lucien's eyes found and pinned the proud princess of Mombana. Princess Danika. The daughter of Prince Cone.
As Lucien stared at her with the coldest eyes anyone can ever possess, he felt victory for the first time.
He walked to the princess with the slave collar he'd won for ten years rattling in his hand as he walked. He reached close to her and with a swift movement, he collared her neck.
Then, he tilted her chin up, staring into the bluest eyes and the most beautiful face ever created, he gave her a cold smile.
"You are my acquisition. My slave. My sex slave. My property. I will pay you in spades, everything you and your father ever did to me and my people." He stated curtly.
Pure hatred, coldness and victory was the only emotion on his face.
. My Stepbrother, My Ruin
Daisy_D "I knew he was trouble the moment I walked into our shared house. The way his hands gripped my waist when no one was looking, the way his voice dipped when he said my name, it wasn't just wrong, it was dangerous. He wasn't just my stepbrother, he was my undoing."
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All Evie Hayes wanted was to finish her college degree in peace, far from the chaos of her past. But when she moves into her stepfather's house near Ravencrest University, she finds herself stuck with Ryder Kingsley, her stepbrother and the school's golden boy.
Ryder is everything she's sworn to avoid, arrogant, infuriatingly handsome, and completely off-limits.
When late-night arguments turn into stolen touches, their forbidden connection becomes impossible to ignore. But in a world where secrets don't stay hidden, someone's bound to uncover the truth.
And when they do, Ryder and Evie will have to decide if the risk is worth the ruin.
My CEO Daddy
ELAINE MALLIN After being framed by her boyfriend and best friend, Nicole ended up spending the night with a mysterious stranger. She thoroughly enjoyed the unexpected rendezvous, but when she woke up the next morning, she couldn’t help but feel bad about what she did. All of her guilt, however, was washed away when she saw the face of the man lying next to her.
“He’s... beautiful,” she whispered, awed by what she was seeing. Her guilt quickly turned into shame, and it drove her to leave the man a bit of money before she left.
Kerr was astounded. ‘Did that woman try to pay me? Like a prostitute?’ he thought, offended. “Ask the hotel manager for the surveillance video,” he commanded his assistant authoritatively, his eyebrows furrowed. He had a determined expression on his face. “I want to find out who was in my room last night.”
‘And when I find that woman, I’m going to teach her a lesson!’
Where will their story go? Entangled In The CEO's Arms
Redfury Miley's life fell apart on the night of her 19th Birthday. The celebration was tainted by the business of betrayal. At the party, Miley's drink was spiked, and when she felt ill, she staggered out of the room, only to stumble upon a conspiracy between her boyfriend and her sister. She had always known that her sister didn't love her. but what she hadn't expected was that her boyfriend, whom she had always trusted, was also in cahoots with her.
Realization stung sharper than the cold air outside as she discovered their cruel intentions to humiliate her.
Overwhelmed and betrayed, she found refuge in an unfamiliar room. But fate, it seemed, had a cocktail of sorrows lined up for her. In the room she sought refuge in was Logan Pierce. This man, a dominant and arrogant person, and her boyfriend's uncle were known to be a living nightmare for those who would cross his path.
Under the influence of drugs, they slipped into a night, and he took her for the first time in ways she wished she could forget. Waking up to a world where accusations were hurled at her from all corners, her family turned their backs on her. Placating Logan seemed to have ranked higher than standing up for Miley, their own blood. Disowned and discarded, Miley found herself abandoned on the relentless, heartless streets.
Years later, she had blossomed into the U.S. manager of Hales company. During a business meeting, she stumbled upon Logan once again. But the passing years had erased Miley's face from Logan's memory, arousing within him a curiosity and fascination for this elusive lady director. unable to recall the tragic past, Logan felt unwarranted anger towards Miley as he continuously evaded her- thus beginning their forbidden dance of desire yet again. My Contract Wife Turns Out My Sister
Blecyn Andy "I'm a stripper, so what?"
"You dare speak to me like that?" Ryan growled. "You ungrateful, good-for-nothing, wretched stripper."
"You have no right to judge me. You're only privileged by luck."
"Don't get too comfortable. You never know what's coming for you. Watch your back." Did I just stand up to the most ruthless and feared billionaire in town? Unfortunately, he's my husband. And I might be in deeper trouble than I thought.
Ryan, a spoiled and ruthless 30-year-old billionaire, can't access his father's empire unless he's married. Desperate, he contracts Iris -a bold 26-year-old stripper-to pose as his wife. Iris, with nothing to lose and everything to gain, agrees. But as her life finally seems to come together, shadows from the past threaten to tear it apart.
Ryan's hidden identity and a dark family secret push their lives into turmoil, with his manipulative mother determined to keep the truth buried. Will Iris be the key to unlocking Ryan's empire, or will their fake marriage lead to something far more real-like love?
And as tensions rise, will the empire fall into unexpected hands? 
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