Sandejas Siblings Second Installment: (2023 Edition) D A S H "Because it's not about the eyes that can see, it's about the heart that feels and that's what matters." It was months ago when Fleureah Kaia Aceso first saw the man who captured her attention. He was tall, lean, and handsome. He screams elegance and wealth. His pointed nose, clenched jaw, thin lips, and those sinfully beautiful blue eyes-whose stare is like a magnet that drags her down to the deepest abyss of eternity-captivated her. Then, he came back, still handsome as ever but without the same sight as before. How can she stop liking this man when every time she sees him, she'll fall for him over and over again like the first time she laid her eyes on him? How can she stop herself from nurturing her feelings now that she was given a task to pretend as his fianceè? Will the eyes really won't matter if you love someone? Will the heart find the love that the eyes couldn't even see? Highest Rank Achieved: #2 in General Fiction

[Politico 3] When and how will 24 hours be enough? Grappling with the harsh realities of life, Owie vowed to always set her goals straight-graduate with a decent degree, work in a comfortable firm, retire in her 50s, and wither alone. It was dull and perfect all at once. The walls around her are pretty high up. No one can penetrate them. But Asio was persistent. He broke down walls, tore down skyscrapers, and messed up time--something that she held so dear above anything else. The hours on the clock always fell short. The glass is always half empty. Every one step forward is ten steps backward. And in an attempt to save the last bits of the love she thought she knew, she found herself asking for the impossible: for time to run slower, for the clock to give just one more second.

[Politico 2] For Alunsina, life is a one-time shot. It's a one-time risk and a one-time drown into the open. She gives it her all and would never settle for second best as long as her chance is still on the loose. So when given that one opportunity to prove herself, she threw all her cards down the table. It was all or nothing. No matter the consequences, she must win by hook or by crook. However, getting along with the quiet and gentle Sergio is hard. But she knew that falling in love with this person by chance, which was not part of the deal, was even harder.

[Politico 1] All eyes are on Serena. Molded into politics since she was young, there was no room for disappointment. She only has one way to go on and nothing to back out. Living for her is a routine and a duty. There's no other way to turn things around and disrupt the smooth cycle of her dull life. So when she crossed paths with the mysterious Chaos, she wasn't prepared for the storm in her heart and mind that sent her questioning all the things she thought she knew before.

Living in a sea of misery, full of wounds, added with salt is a misfortune. That's what Hermione Amaryllis Lofranco thinks about her life. A woman who think she belongs to the third gender. But deep down, she knows she recognizes herself as a lady, a woman, a gentle soul who's merely seeking for tranquility inside her head. Being alive is a consolation to all those nightmares. But its not enough to alleviate her grief because as the deeper she breathes, the harder she finds air. The faster the time flies, the longer her wound heals. She's yearning for someone who will wholeheartedly accept her skeletons hidden, deep down. Praying that it'll give her courage to unlearn all of their hatred. And hoping that finally she'll be okay.