COMPLETED | "She who was literally born as a mystery." Melizabeth de Vera has been cruel to the world. She was a murderer, an assassin, a thief, but no one knew about it. She was disguised. Perhaps, only the Gods knew about her. She knew that even if she's cruel, strong, and fast. She can never beat the Gods, and that she wanted to do. She trained herself to become a Semideus, a mortal favored by the Gods. She wanted to go to the Olympian world, but she did not want to belong. She only seeks for answers, truth and revenge. Will she succeed in doing it despite of being so smitten in love? [TAGALOG-ENGLISH] Highest ranks: #1 in Fantasy and #2 in Adventure Credits to @beauior for the amazing cover ♡ [THE OLYMPIAN WORLD, STANDALONE NOVEL]

Her touch is once frail- neither blessed with a green thumb nor cursed with cold hands. She is no heir. She lies. She runs. She hides. But she has been chosen- to save a kingdom already dead. Lind Vor never asked to be part of the prophecy. When the Green Kibbutz summons all firstborns of the elemental clans for the Reaping, she wishes only to fail in the first trial. But fate has a cruel sense of humor. She's a thief. A gambler. A mouth that talks her way into-and out of-trouble. The kind of elf who can steal a crown and laugh about it after. No one would ever call her an heiress. The odds are written in her blood. But when lies burn and truth awakens, can a soul built on deceit become the savior of a dying realm?

Suddenly, from all the green around, Something has disappeared unnoticeably; Her presence creeping closer to marble floor, In total silence from an unknown flicker. Commanding the urgent whistling of a plover, Bringing so much solitude and passion Her voice, a beam of powerful ray A fierce request granted by the downpour. Once hidden on a faded tapestry, She becomes the opposite of a power beholden. The shelter of a fallen kingdom. The guide of a lost flame bearer. Keegan, the crowned prince of House Felun, will rule over the ten regions. His burning desire to keep his family's holding power blinded him to the non-surface. Cali, the winter heiress's sister, a bearer of the opposite flame hidden beneath the faded drapery, becomes his guide for a greater purpose. With her mission to guide his powerful beam in the right direction and his attention gradually shifting to her gleam, they ignite a conflagration that every elf has feared for years. As their flames combine and intensify, they form a time bomb set to destroy an entire country. A bond is beginning to burn all trepidation between them, causing an enormous power that spins with their hearts fused. When their union becomes harmful, will they be able to control their emotions as they waltz to the Melody of the Summer Solstice?

When Idrish is accused of killing an elven royalty, the female hunter is forced to join the winter arena in the king's favor. But as a commoner of Springgan, a country with a bloody history of slavery and hierarchy, can she protect the ones she loves...when she can barely protect herself? *** What happens when an elf is in possession of a power that's beyond one's social standing? Idrish Aeric is living at the bottom of Springgan's strict hierarchy, barely able to scrape a living for her younger siblings through hunting and foraging. Her simple life flips when she receives a legacy from a royal elf and she has to run to protect her family. In order to escape death, she's forced to enter the elven royal family through marriage and join the winter arena in the king's favor. But in a world ruled by power and slavery, is Idrish ready to step up her game to change the system--or will she wind up dead before the song of the winter solstice plays? Disclaimer: This story is in Taglish Cover Design by Rayne Mariano

ON-GOING | "He wished upon a falling star while she sang hymns of summer solstice." In a rainbow spectrum, Matachanna Powhatan is the water droplet; out of frame and invisible. She knew very well that she can never catch the attention of her family and tribespeople, especially when someone as great as her older sister, Pocahontas, exists. She doesn't hold any insecurities or loathe toward the tribe, but she knew that she could do more. So, she will. Eager to seek a new world, she joins Pocahontas as they venture out of the tribe and chase the colors of the wind. However, one incident happened, and that changed everything she ever was. Matachanna knew that her hymns of summer solstice would not be enough to stop the imperial clans from usurping their tribe. She needs to spy and claim the enemy's crown before theirs could be stolen, and she knows it's possible for her to do it. After all, she was a no one. It would be easy for her to be 'anyone.' [EVER AFTER SERIES #3] [TAGALOG-ENGLISH]