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“You chose the hard life, I chose to love you.”  Ara Loraine “Rayne” Yen-Sia has everything. Luke JoPierre Zamora Cariño has her heart. And he chose to break it. She chose to run away from everything. She’d moved on and he’s still stuck.  “Bakit mo kailangang mag-move on, when it was you who first let go?”

WELCOME TO HELL. --- Date started: January 29, 2012 Date finished: November 21, 2012 (PUBLISHED UNDER VIVA • AVAILABLE NATIONWIDE)

River Snow has always lived a normal, boring life, and she's sick of it. Being homeschooled, she has no outside life on her family's farm except for the neighbours that are a forty minute walk away. But one night, when mysterious Emery Hasting's appears inside of her barn, everything changes. WARNING: For strong language throughout, and mild violence. This is all unedited. I realize that there a lot of spelling and grammical errors. Things in the plot are extreamily novice and a lot do not make sense, for example, Emery's age because I decided to change it. Please bear with me and I'd prefer if you didn't comment on any of the above. Thanks!

When 17 year old Harley finds herself jobless, she needs a new job-- and quick. Her uncle comes to her house with a job offer. For her to become a teacher at his school. A school for delinquents. Watty Awards 2010 Winner of Best Overall, Best Romance, Best Female Lead, and Best Cast!

I froze; the guard yelled, telling me to get a move on. The unearthly screeching sent all of us into shock, soon turning into fear. Some cried the moment they reached the door. I didn't know what was coming, but it'd be painful. “Next!” I was two kids away from the cold metal plated door. I closed my eyes, hearing a scream from behind the door. The girl in front of me started to cry. “Shut up!” A guard yelled, slapping her cheek. My eyes widened and I forced myself to swallow tears that threatened to fall. “Next!” My sore bare feet scraped across the dark tiled floor as I made my way forward while the next child went in. I wouldn't survive a slap to the cheek, no matter how strong I looked. “Next!” The girl in front of me quivered and shook, her fear obvious. I cringed away from the door as a laugh echoed in the next room. “Stand up straight!” The guard yelled at me. I didn't dare look him in the eyes, knowing I'd be hit like the last child that stared at him. “Next!” My skin crawled as the door opened...

I was 16 back then when I married you. You were 18. Kahit bata ka pa lang, successful ka na agad. Ikaw na agad ang nagpapatakbo ng kompanya niyo. Samantalang ako, sakit sa ulo ng mga magulang ko. Kaya nga siguro ako ipinakasal sayo para magtino ako. Pero kahit isang taon na tayong dalawa na nagsasama, we are still strangers. Walang kibuan, walang pakialamanan. Minsan nga wala pang imikan. Pero that's fine with me kasi hindi naman kita mahal At alam kong hindi mo rin ako mahal Pareho lang tayong naipit sa sitwasyong ito na hindi natin kayang takasan. Pero sana lang dumating ang panahon na kahit papaano masasabi kong YOU ARE MY HOME

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