The Tuazon arc in FPJ's Ang Probinsyano didn't reach the plot it deserved, so now it's our turn to rewrite the story the way it should have been told.

11:11 series, book 2. updates possibly every Wednesdays only. is vengeance enough? is love enough? can two people born of violence...rewrite a future that was never meant for them?

Blood and Silk Series #1: Ilya Barinov This is not a love story. This is a story of obsession.

She was always the "good girl," the perfect daughter. Every choice, every action, meticulously planned and approved by her parents. No late nights, no questionable friends, no impulsive decisions. But behind the flawless facade, a yearning for freedom simmered. The unspoken rules, the constant scrutiny, the suffocating pressure to maintain perfection, it all chipped away at her spirit. Now, facing a future predetermined by others, she makes a reckless, defiant choice, to abandon the carefully constructed life they built for her and forge her own path, embracing the messy, unpredictable beauty of a life lived on her own terms, even if it means losing everything she's ever known.

Elizabeth/Ms. Wilson 30 University professor during the day, HOT mafia boss bitch at night Lily Smith 23 Student who (eventually) is so unbelievably smitten for her Ladies, it's got the age gap, the teacher x student, mafia boss, enemies to lovers, tension, slow burn, "who did this to you", "touch her and I'll kill you", stargazing where one admires the actual sky and says it's beautiful while the other one agrees yet her eyes are only on the girl beside her, angry love confessions in the rain, tooth rotting fluff and the HOTTEST sex ever. And so much more. It's got every single trope I know my desperate little loves need ;) ~ ACTUAL SUMMARY: Lily hates her. She hates that smug look on her face when she walks into the classroom like she owns the place. She hates the smirk that appears on those devastatingly beautiful, plump, soft looking lips whenever she catches Lily's eyes ogling her. She hates her cold, commanding tone. Her to-die-for body. Her breathtaking hazel eyes. The way she sounds so hot when speaking French. The way she rests her pen between her mouth while she reads over exams which ignites a burning jealousy in Lily of said pen between sinful lips. So yeah, Lily very much hates her. It doesn't help that Ms. Wilson is the meanest, coldest bitch to ever set foot on earth and is hell bent on making Lily's last semester unbearable. But in between their heated arguments, shared glances, and mutual feelings of hatred, lies secrets neither of which are prepared to unravel. Ms. Wilson. Her university professor during the day. But the leader of the most deadly mafia at night? Could she get any hotter? Ehem I mean terrifying? As they both become apart of each other's lives without meaning to, lines begin to blur and feelings rise to surface. But along with the million other reasons why Lily SHOULD walk away, only one makes her heart ache unbearably. I surpassed my word limit so I guess you'll just have to read and find out what ;)

Montclair University Series #1: Saphira Maeve Lim Saphira has always carried the weight of her past, keeping her heart carefully guarded. But what happens when she meets Kaelis, a bold and captivating girl who refuses to let her hide? Can Kaelis break through the walls Saphira has built around herself? Will Saphira be able to face the pain she's been running from? And when her heart begins to stir, will she finally let someone in-or will the shadows of her past keep her locked away forever? ⸻ Highest rank achieved: #1 gxgtagalog (December 23, 2025)

Status: Revised and Completed. Cerys keeps dreaming of lives in different eras, and part of her believes they are not just dreams but memories of lives she has already lived, lifetimes where she meets the same man again and again. And now, she lives as the heir to Montclair Sciences, a multinational biotechnology and pharmaceutical corporation on the edge of collapse. With enemies circling and expectations closing in, the last thing Cerys needs is dreaming of a man grieving as she dies in his arms. Determined to prepare for the role she will soon inherit, Cerys enrolls in a university where she can live quietly as an ordinary student. That's where she meets Yi-an, the brilliant and composed son of one of the most powerful families in the country, living the same low-profile life she hoped for. The dreams suddenly feel less like fantasies and more like memories, because his face and his voice mirror the man she sees in her sleep. But then she met his group of friends, and something unsettled her more. Ron, Yi-an's sharp-tongued best friend. The troublemaker who seems utterly indifferent to her presence yet somehow keeps her constantly on edge. He is not the man from her dreams, and yet, every instinct in Cerys tells her he matters more than he should. Because if her dreams point to Yi-an... Why in the world does her heart keep choosing Ron instead?

When a mother chooses sides, a child learns silence and distance.

Viyakhaya Rajput , cute ,curious and innocent girl, has always been hidden within the grand Rajput estate-a silent presence in a family of half-brothers and cousins who never truly saw her. She grew up alone, surrounded by wealth but starved of affection, longing to step beyond those gilded walls and feel the world outside. But when she finally dares to leave, it isn't freedom she finds-it's danger. Once unknown to the world, she suddenly becomes the perfect target for her half-brothers' enemies. A pawn in a game she never chose. A name whispered in the dark corners of revenge. But will the brothers who never cared suddenly protect the sister they ignored?Or will they let her face the world's cruelty alone? A story of hidden pain, silent strength, and a fate that even a palace cannot shield her from-this is the tale of a girl who was never meant to be seen. Ranking 1st#trauma(3/8/2025) 1st#half-sister(15/8/2025)

It was never supposed to mean anything. Just a fleeting moment. A beautiful mistake, soaked in midnight and quiet desperation. One night to forget the rules. To taste freedom in the arms of a stranger. To let go without thinking of the morning after. No goodbyes. No consequences. Only touches that lingered too long, and memories etched into skin like whispers. But fate doesn't play fair. Because when Mia stepped into her classroom that Monday morning, time didn't just stop. It held its breath. And there she was. The stranger from that night. But not draped in shadows this time. No, now she stood in the light. Composed. Commanding. Off-limits. Her new English teacher. Their eyes met. A flash of recognition. A pause too long to be innocent. Mia's heart stumbled in her chest. The room faded, voices dulled, the world narrowed to just her. The woman she wasn't supposed to see again. The woman who now held her future in the palm of her hand. And maybe, just maybe, still remembered everything.