(ON GOING) Javier Series #3 Story of Kiera Amethyst Javier Update from this story is not that often:)

Hope Eloise Sullivan grew up inside a mansion that never felt like home. Under the Zalduana name, she learned early that survival meant staying quiet, staying useful, and never asking for a place no one was willing to give her. But inside the hospital, she is no one's hidden burden. She is Dr. Sullivan-brilliant, sharp-tongued, steady-handed, and impossible to ignore. Then the Levistes enter the picture. And with them comes Zantasia Cazhielle Leviste. Composed, powerful, and dangerously unreadable, Zantasia is the kind of woman Hope should never want to understand. She belongs to a world of influence, arranged alliances, and family secrets-the same kind of world that has kept Hope within limits her entire life. But Zantasia looks at her like she sees too much. And Hope, despite every warning in her head, starts looking back. What begins as tension quickly turns into something far more dangerous: desire, guilt, obsession, and a truth neither of them is ready to face. Because the closer Hope gets to Zantasia, the more the past begins to move-and some buried things were never meant to stay buried forever. In a world where powerful families rewrite the truth, where love can be used as leverage, and where being seen can be just as dangerous as being erased, Hope must decide how far she is willing to go for the woman who could either free her from the limits she was born into... or become the reason she breaks them.

They say that our lives are full of options, and Dashielle Azaraiah Mendoza became accustomed to it when she had to pick between love and a career. Being the hopeless romantic that she is, she decided to follow her heart and choose love. Ngunit anong magiging sunod mong hakbang kung ang taong dahilan kung bakit tinalikuran mo ang lahat, kasama pati ang iyong pangarap ay hindi ka pala kayang panindigan? Paano kung ang taong ginawa mong mundo ay unti unti kang talikuran? Would you be brave enough to swallow your pride and win back the person who is prudent about everything that makes you feel like you're missing something in your life, just so you don't lose the prize you got for everything you've sacrificed? But what if you're given a chance to start over with someone who, may be a stranger, but can somehow fill the void you've been hoping to fix? The biggest question is, are you brave enough to start over with a possibility that this something new, is just another beautiful start with a sad ending since that's how most love works? If you answered these questions, would Dashielle do the same? Disclaimer: This story is written in Taglish (Tagalog-English)

[| Empire High Series # 3 |] ∆Skyler Cyrill Siegfred∆ This is gxg story so If you are not comfortable. Then pls peacefully leave, I don't need your non sense opinion.

ABYSS GIRLS NO.1 (G!P) "𝙄𝙩'𝙨 𝙛𝙪𝙣𝙣𝙮 𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚 𝙨𝙖𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚. 𝙄𝙩'𝙨 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙛𝙪𝙣𝙣𝙞𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙤 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙨𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙤𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙖 𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙢 𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙧𝙖, 𝙪𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙡 𝙞𝙩 𝙩𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙢𝙚 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙗𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙤𝙪𝙨 𝙣𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜." Meet 𝗧𝗵𝗮𝗹𝗶𝗮 𝗥𝗲𝗮𝗴𝗮𝗻 𝗔𝗱𝗹𝗲𝗿-𝗥𝗲𝘃𝗮𝗺𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲, a French-Italian-Filipino Finance and European Languages and Literature student, and athlete of Vallejo. One of the seven heiresses of the joint multitrillion business empire of the all-powerful Adler-Revamonte clan. A woman born with a silver spoon in her mouth, recalcitrant, and obstinate. While there's 𝗜𝘀𝗹𝗮-𝗚𝗶𝗮𝗻𝗶𝗲𝗹𝗹𝗮 𝗗𝗲𝗹 𝗩𝗮𝗹𝗹𝗲-𝗧𝗵𝗼𝗺𝗮𝘀, the enigmatic German-Filipino finance and mathematics professor and volleyball coach at the Instituto de Deportes y Ciencias de Vallejo or better know as Vallejo. Aloof, withdrawn, cold, harsh, and frigid were among the long list of words associated with her. But as the saying goes, "Everyone has a story to tell." What could've led to the current state of affairs between the two? Will adoration be enough to make the heart relive what the mind was unable reminisce? Witness as we unearth the story behind the youngest of the Revamontes' 𝗦𝘄𝗲𝗲𝘁𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝗥𝗲𝗯𝗲𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗼𝗻. Published: April 6, 2022; 00:30 Finished:

A tale of a married life. Two straight friends end up being wives to get what they want in life. Can they keep being just like that?

What we have is just now. As long as she loves me. As long as she wants to be with me. As long as there is 'we'. I love her! But the rainbow is not just a blend of vibrant and bright colors. It doesn't even stay for a long period of time-- just enough for us to see and in a fleet of time is gone, leaving us wondering if it's real. A rainbow doesn't have black and white. It wasn't just like that. Same as love. Same as us. There were times that i want to give her up. Not because my love did fade, rather, my love is too much. Too much that letting her go is the only option left for her to choose me without hesitation, without guilt, freed of lies. I want her to grow, to weigh things as it is. I want her to make me feel that being with me is her choice. I want her to realize that i am hers and that she have to surrender herself to me as well. I want her to love me because that is the way she feels and not because it was the safest way. Being with her is paradise. It was a mixture of colored pastel. It was too vibrant to explain. But at a sudden twist of downs and ups, we are shaking. Loving her has become my weakness. The weakening thought of losing her when I fuck up is too much to run me insane. I'm overreacting perhaps. But being with her, means walking in a narrow-road of heaven. There's no security, no assurance. One wrong move, and I'll be slipping away. Just in the never ending pain of darkness, of solitude, of self-struggle. Loving her has become my addiction. I couldn't get enough of it. But so they say, what's too much can cause harm. Maybe I'm loving her too much that she finds it hard to breathe when i'm around. But yes, it is just a wishful thinking; things that I'll surely not going to say to her because i will never ever earn the courage to say so. We are just nothing but a 'fateful coincidence.'

𝑳𝒀𝑳𝑨𝑯 𝑾𝑰𝑵𝑫𝑺𝑶𝑹, just another puppet for her parents' image, for their name and status, was the picture-perfect young woman, the one whose piercing blue eyes could shatter souls with just a glance. She held the power over everyone and everything, as she made sure to bury every fragment of her true soul in a ground that not even the quickest and most innocent one of her thoughts was allowed to step on. 𝑨𝑵𝑻𝑯𝑬𝑨 𝑯𝑬𝑹𝑹𝑬𝑹𝑨, repeatedly trying to change herself in order to fit, once again, into her family's sick standards. The blonde failed to fulfill her dreams, now just a delicate piece of art that everyone ignored to look at the more popular and admired one: her older brother. She had everything: the looks, the intellect, the attitude, the manners. Just not the desire to experience a religious-ideal romance. After Lylah and Anthea's first encounter that caused flames between them, the souls of the two attracted each other like two opposite poles, pulling them into a constant fire that would offer them liberty in exchange of permanent scars on their bodies and souls. Or just turn them into ashes. [18+]

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Disclaimer: This story contains TRIGGER WARNINGS, sensitive content, mature themes, and strong language that are not suitable for minors aging 18 and below. Read at your own risks!