Sa mundong hindi mo kilala... Sa mga nilalang na ngayon mo lamang nakita... At sa mga kakaibang kakayahang hindi mo inakalang may nagtataglay... Kakayanin mo kayang manatiling buhay? Makagagawa ka ba ng paraan upang matakasan ang mundong iyong kinasadlakan? Si Calistin ay hindi katulad ng ibang normal na tao. Siya ay ipinanganak na may mga kakaibang balat at natatanging kondisyon sa mata na kung tawagin ay heterochromia iridum. Ngunit, iba man ang kanyang itsura ay pinilit niyang mamuhay ng normal kasama ang kanyang ina sa kabila ng mga mapanukso at mapang-husgang kaisipan ng mga tao. Subalit sa isang iglap, magbabago ang kanyang nakasanayang pamumuhay. Mapapadpad siya sa isang lugar na hindi kabilang sa mapa ng mundo. Dito, matutuklasan niya ang mga bagay, lugar at nilalang na ni sa panaginip ay hindi niya inakalang mayroon. Sino nga ba si Calistin? At ano ang kanyang magiging papel sa mundo na kung tawagin ay Archimeria.

The colour of your magic decides everything. From whether you're a simple mage or a coveted dragon rider. Even your job and rank. Born to two parents without any form of magic, Sora Williams isn't holding out much hope when her sixteenth birthday comes around. She doubts she'll even obtain the lowest form of magic, but fate isn't always cruel. She isn't colourless. The Fates have given her magic... but at what price? (Book One in the Dragon Rider Series.)

(BOOK 2) *Also a stand-alone book!* Oliver is everything you would consider a normal eighteen-year-old boy to be. He is kind, helpful and works hard. Little did he know, his world was about to take a drastic turn when what most people refer to as cold-blooded, changes his life forever.

Diwatang napakamasaril at gumagawa ng mga Planeta, sa dinarami-dami ng planetang ginawa niya, ni isang tao walang nakatira. Hanggang sa naisipan niya na lang na gumawa ng isang planetang may mga tao at mga iba pang nilalang na tinatawag na "Pashneya". Inisip niya na siya lang ang mag aalaga ng planetang "Ginovia". Ngunit nang tumagal, gusto niya nang magpahinga pero ang inaalala niya ay ang planetang Ginovia. Nag sisi siya kase sa sobrang napakamasarili niya hindi niya inisip na gumawa ng isang tao. kaya napagdesisyunan niyang gagawa siya ng isang tao para maging Hari ng Ginovia. Ipinangako ng taong iyon na siya ay magiging magaling na Hari sa buong Ginovia at ipinagkatiwala ng Diwata sakaniya ang planetang "Ginovia". Nang nag tagal nag karoon ng pamilya yung Hari at nag karoon ng iisang anak na pinangalang "Lavishna" pero ang ugali nito ay sobrang sama at pilit ng Ama na baguhin siya ngunit hindi siya nag wagi. Paano na lang kaya ang Ginovia? Mababago pa ba ng Hari ang ugali ni Lavishna? Read the Story~ Date Published: Mar 30 2018

Resurrecting the King of the Dark : The beginning (Book 1 of Dark Series) Sya ang huling tagapagmana ng Elafry Vasileio. Ang natitirang Glasiever at ang nag-iisang buhay na may dugong Aurius at ang napiling maging susunod na vessel ng Legendary Phoenix Siya ang babaeng tinutukoy sa propesiya na siyang bubuhay sa matagal ng nahihimlay na hari ng kadiliman Bubuhayin nya ba ito kahit pa ito ang immortal na kaaway at banta sa buong light Empire na kanyang pinagmulan? o hahayaan nya na lamang itong mahimlay ng panghabambuhay? Paano kung ito lng pla ang mkatatalo sa kasalukuyang hari ng Dark Empire na syang kakambal nito na isa ring pureblood? Ano kaya ang kanyang magiging desisyon at ano ang kahihinatnan nito. ---- this is a Vampire/Fantasy story.. Read it or not.. its definitely fine with me ^_____^ Credits to @Villafalcon for the book cover 😘

"What the hell?" I took a step closer to the mirror, staring at my reflection in disbelief. The person looking back was still me, but at the same time it wasn't. I had the same thick, dark, curly hair. The same hazel eyes. The same olive skin with a light dusting of freckles (ugh) scattered across the bridge of my nose. But my curls were now streaked with highlights. And not the subtle, golden-brown ones that sometimes appeared during the summer. No, these were an aggressive, dazzling blond that went from the roots of my hair all the way to the tips. It looked like I had spent a full day getting my hair done in some upscale salon. Never mind that I had never set foot in such a place since the day I was born. My eyes appeared somehow wider and more luminous. The colour brighter, my eyelashes darker up against them. And, when I looked closely, my pupils seemed to be slitted almost like a cat. I looked down at my body. My skinny arms-which had always refused to gain any definition no matter how hard I exercised-were lined with flat, wiry muscles. My bony shoulders were now curved and smooth. My scrawny legs were toned like a dancer. I reached down and lifted my shirt, revealing two subtle lines running vertically down my perfectly flat stomach, hinting at the rock-hard abs underneath. My whole body was rippling with strength. Like liquid steel.