Book one of My Online Sweetheart. A story of a teenage girl named Katherine, who's willing to risk it all to prove that online love really exists. She went through the challenges and conquered all the doubts she could face in the said relationship, and yet, she found herself stuck in a cyber fairy tale she created and starred in. How will it change her life? Meet Kath and Fons. (An /almost/ KathNiel FanFic)

What will happen if Mr. Ex meets Ms. Bitch again with her so-called boyfriend Mr. Baby Face? Will there be a 'together again' ending? Or a new 'so-like fairytale love story'? You'll find out if you start reading their story! :3 CURRENTLY BEING EDITED.

(NOW A PUBLISHED BOOK UNDER LIB) Mga maiikling kwentong dapat mong basahin bago ka matulog...

Jonathan Hill is home alone on a stormy night, babysitting his baby sister who won't stop crying. When he finds her room door oddly locked, it's only the beginning to a horror filled night.

((FULL VERSION AVAILABLE ON KINDLE, 9/9/14!)) Jack and Jill went up the hill to fetch a pail of water. Jack's a preacher's handsome son and Jill's a drunkard's daughter... Jill is a melancholy girl, strange to most; cursed to others. Her home is an isolated village where old superstitions are the key to normality. She is shunned by the townspeople because she is different–because she was born with an unusual birthmark. No one will associate with Jill outside her family, and even they treat her as something that ought to be condemned. And then there is Jack. Jack is the blessed sort–the son of Minister Hilton. He accompanies Jill to the well every day to draw water for the sanctuary. They are not friends, yet he is the only one who has ever been kind to her. There is something about Jack that Jill cannot seem to wrap her mind around. He is different from the rest of them but she can’t say how. She tries to keep herself from wondering about him, telling herself that his secrets can’t matter to her. They can never be close. But as time passes and the town grows more hostile toward her, any kind of friend– even an unacknowledged one–could prove valuable.