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For a Fleeting Time (Sussana Coast #1)

For a Fleeting Time (Sussana Coast #1)

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It was summertime in a hidden beach located at the ass of the Philippines. Eirene Marquez, a submissive daughter of the well-known family and soon to be a dermatologist escaped from the failure and disappointment. She found peace in front of the serene waves and white-pearled sand. But, little did she know it would never be at peace from the first day of her stay. She thought it would be.Not until Devon Diavolo Belluci Lopez, a half Italian and Filipino stepped in. The owner of the hidden beach who solely enjoyed the pleasure of playing his guitar and drinking his liquor.He found new hobby upon seeing his sexy and irrestible neighbhor from Manila.Could they possibly last long? Could they found peace to each other? Or they will have the love that last more than a fleeting?…

Angel In My Veins (Mathildo Series #1)

Angel In My Veins (Mathildo Series #1)

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In the rush of wind. An Angel crossing the road. Skid of the motorcycle. Young love made Drake a lovey-dovey dum-dum.Angel Faye Soledad had been admired by so many. The rebellious Drake Wayne Mathildo could never imagine a girl so delicate just like her name Angel, would make him feel like she's residing in his veins. Someone that keeps him running to be better. But everything he was patient for become everything that he's impatient for.Book cover by Canva…

Like a Snowflake Obsidian (Mathildo Series #2)

Like a Snowflake Obsidian (Mathildo Series #2)

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Russel Ludwig Mathildo could take every knife and thorns that would stab Kirsteen. He would stay awake for her even the darkest and happiest times of her life. No matter how life gets them pushed down and repressed. They would always come back together to rectify the darkness they felt with light. But not all love that's like a beacon of hope cannot be disrupted with darkness. He thought he could no longer heal from the pain. Yet, thinking her existence lifted him from the dead of ruins. His portrait painting of her which he called, 'Like a Snowflake Obsidian,' was the memory he could hold to find harmony in his life.Book cover by Canva…