Namsoon
Namsoon's Books(4)
Falling For Mr, Playboy
Romance Mary Jovelyn Salazar, or MJ for short, already knows in herself that she is a lesbian.
She can't feel any sexual attraction towards the opposite gender.
In fact, she hates the male species down to her core.
She would rather choose to wear men's clothes than girly ones.
Hence, her daily outfit consists of T-shirt, jeans, rubber shoes, and baseball cap.
She is secretly in love with her girl best friend since she was in high school.
So, why does she feels something towards Ross Eliseo Valentin - the notorious playboy of their school campus?
Can someone enlighten her, please?
Have I also mentioned that this notorious playboy also likes her bestfriend?
This is trouble, right?
What kind of sorcery is this again?
The Magical Bra
Fantasy When you're ugly, it's hard to find a job. They say they need someone with a pleasing personality. Excuse me? Does my personality look displeasing? Do I look like a kidnapper or a drug dealer? Am I an abortionist? I'm not in a pageant, so don't judge me!
If your body doesn't have curves and your chest is flat, you won't make it in the modeling industry. Excuse me! I'm not modeling vital statistics and cleavage, am I?
Even in a fast-food chain, they won't accept you if you're ugly. They say customers will lose their appetite looking at your face. I'd even be a mascot, but these idiots are so picky. They say I look more like a mascot than the costume I'd be wearing. You fools! I hope your establishments burn down! If I get rich, I'll shut you down!
If you're not born with beauty, you have no chance of meeting, knowing, being friends, textmates, flirting, and becoming the boyfriend of the number 1 hottest actor in the Philippines and my schoolmate at the same time. When I approach him, his bodyguard will block me and say, 'Miss, begging is not allowed.'
So, I'm not pretty, not rich, and, uh, not well-endowed, but I never beg, okay! Over my dead, no curves and no boobs body.
What am I saying? My only concern now is how to find a job as my savings are running out, and I need to pay half of my tuition fees. But no matter where I apply, no one accepts me. They say I'm ugly.
I'm not ugly! My face is just not in style. It's like an abstract painting—chaotic but with hidden beauty. I just don't know where it's hidden.
But because I'm a very kind person, I met a old woman who became the reason for a change in my life.
"I have something for you, dear."
"What is it, grandma?" I cringed when I saw her lift her blouse and take off her bra. I envy her. Even at her age, she still flaunts it. "Here."
"What will I do with that, grandma? I have plenty of bras at home."
"Just wear it!"
"No, It's gross. It might have germs or Ebola! And that bra is huge. Are you joking, grandma? You see I've been deprived."
"This bra is magical!"
"Oh, really?"
And it was true! Grandma's bra was indeed magical. It became the reason for me to get a good job and earn a lot of money. As a bonus, I got to meet, be close to, and flirt with the number 1 hottest actor in the Philippines!
This story is about me, about her, and grandma's magical bra.
Grandma's bra isn't gross, okay? It's just truly magical! You May Now Kiss The Bride
Billionaires "The priest said to Daniel and me, 'You may now kiss the Bride.' Oh, as if that jerk would actually kiss me! I glanced at the wedding witnesses; they were all smiling, anticipating the kiss the priest mentioned.
Daniel leaned close and whispered, 'You, fatty! You think I'd kiss you?! Dream on, you're on your own.' he said under his breath.
Annoyed, I grabbed his face and kissed him on the cheek. People laughed, probably thinking we were just joking around.
Yeah, right. Daniel and I are not in love. This is just an arrangement. Annoying!
I looked at Daniel again; he was glaring at me. Ha! As if I'm scared of him!
Mark my words, I will never fall for you! We're just married on paper, you jerk...
"I never expected that I'm going to fall in love with him. But I just did, with so much pain. I thought my love was enough to erase her from his heart and life. But I failed. I'm just taken for granted."
"I love her so much, and I don't know what I'm going to do if I lose her. She's my everything, the real meaning of my happiness. And whenever I look into her eyes, I see what forever means."
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The Ex-Wife He Can't Get Over
Emma 5953 Katelyn endured a marriage of cold stares and crushing silence. Ethan despised her, yet she convinced herself that if she loved him enough, he'd love her back.
But everything changed the day an accident struck. She nearly lost her life, and their son was in danger-yet Ethan stayed by another woman's side. That was the final blow.
Shattered but resolute, Katelyn drafted the divorce papers, relinquished custody, and walked away with her head held high. She cut ties with Ethan and threw herself into her career, rising from the ashes to build a billion-dollar empire.
Just as Katelyn begins to reclaim her life, Cayden enters-a man almost too perfect to be real. His warmth is intoxicating, his charm disarming. He makes her feel again, something she vowed never to do. But is his kindness genuine, or is there something darker beneath that perfect smile?
Caught between a painful past and an uncertain future, Katelyn must decide: will she give her regretful ex-husband a second chance or risk everything for a man shrouded in mystery?
MY INDIAN WIFE
Author Anika Never in her wildest dreams did Mishka imagine that her life would be turned upside down as soon as she stepped into London. "Marry my grandson!" Grandpa Leo's demand threw her off guard.
Marriage was not part of her plans, yet she accepted the proposal to marry the most eligible bachelor in London, leaving her dreams behind.
Christian had everything planned out in advance. He intended to propose to his girlfriend right after securing the position of CEO at the Knight Group, but a woman derailed all his plans.
"If you want to become the CEO of Knight Group, you must marry the girl I have chosen for you!" Grandpa Leo's firm decision put Christian's future at risk, but he quickly devised a plan.
"Sign these papers!" Christian demanded in a deep, authoritative tone, extending the file towards Mishka.
"What is this?" She narrowed her eyes, taking the file.
"Read and I'll explain everything," Christian answered. His cold eyes stared at her, and as soon as Mishka opened the file, her face lost all colour reading the bold letters. "CONTRACT MARRIAGE"
Will she give into Christian's demand, or will her masterstroke change the dynamics of the trap he set for her?
What will happen when Christian and Mishka's entirely different worlds crash?
Will love find its way through the web of lies, deception and mysteries?
Let's find out in the story!
COPYRIGHT ©️ 2020 AUTHOR ANIKA ALL RIGHTS RESERVED MY MASTERS
Mercy Kay For as long as Emily can remember, she has wanted to overcome her shyness and explore her sexuality. Still, everything changes when she receives an invitation to visit one of the town's most prestigious BDSM clubs, DESIRE'S DEN. On the day she chose to peruse the club, she noticed three men, all dressed in suits, standing on the upper level, near the railing. Despite her limited vision, she persisted in fixating on them. Their towering statues belied the toned bodies concealed by their sharply tailored suits-or so she could tell. The hair of two of them was short and dark, and the third had light brown-possibly blond-hair that reached the shoulders. The dark, crimson background incised their figures, exuding an air of mystery and strength. They stood in stark contrast to the unfiltered, primal energy that pulsed through the club. Shocked by the desires these men aroused in her, she was disappointed to learn that they were masters seeking a slave to divide and conquer. She couldn't afford the fee, and she also realized that they were outside her league. Emily hurriedly left the club, feeling disappointed and depressed, unaware that she had also caught the group's attention. A world of wicked pleasure, three handsome men. Over the years, they have lived a life of decadence, their lavish lair serving as a stage for their most sinister desires. But despite the unending parade of willing subjects, one woman sticks out. A mysterious stranger with white porcelain skin and a killer body, a slave, a name with no address, the first lady to attract their eye and they will go to any length to obtain her no matter the consequences.
The Alpha King's Hated Slave
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.
. Married To The Arrogant CEO
SarahBlythe. "I want a divorce Noah", I said to him. My heart beating and knees weak. I was scared of how he would react.
'He should be happy right? I mean I am giving him a way out of the bondage of a marriage', I said to myself.
Noah expression darkened and I could see his jaw tighten. He stood up and took slow steady steps towards me with both hands in his pocket.
I immediately got scared and moved backwards.
Noah Wellesley isn't the abusive type but he hates me to the bone, I wasn't sure what he is capable of.
"Wh-what are you doing?", I asked, still moving backwards. Before approaching him for the request of divorce, I promised to be strong and not to let him intimidate me but... he is Noah Wellesley, the only man I have loved, and maybe still love.
"What did you say?", He growled and I flinched.
"I want to end this sham of a marriage, shouldn't you be happy?!", I suddenly found the courage to speak back.
"And what makes you think I would be happy if we divorce?", He uttered and my brows furrowed.
What did he mean by that?
I stopped moving and he soon caught up to me, his eyes dancing on my lips and I saw the hidden feelings in his eyes.
'Why is he like this?', I asked myself. 
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