Under The List Series #2 Gwendolyn Recamara likes to keep herself busy with paintings, pottery, plants, and most of all, lending a hand to those in need. But beneath her contentment and happy disposition are abandoned dreams and a wounded girl too afraid to come out. But when a certain someone grows fond of her and challenges her capabilities to see the world in the lense of a dreamer, it's bound to be beautiful. . . and complicated. * * * The Heartbreaker's Agenda halfbakedwriter © 2021 Book Cover Background from Freepik

Clara: So... I accidentally got your flask. Roman: Yeah, I figured. epistolary, 2023 (c) sachookies

[ An Epistolary ] Sixth Sense's drummer Steffi Romero always had a crush on the student council president, and he doesn't hesitate to show it to her. Palagi niyang ina-airdropan ng photos si Hadi, kadalasan ng mga 'yon ay date ideas kasama ang tanong kung puwede ba sila mag-date. Baka lang kamo matauhan na si Hadi at mahalin na rin siya. But before that, he was her number one supporter. Happy crush lang naman 'yong intensyon niya lalo na hindi siya kilala bilang lalake na marunong magseryoso. Ngunit noong in-airdrop niya ang isang photo niya at ina-accept 'yon ni Hadi, hindi na siya napakali. By hook or by crook. Hadileigh Chen will be his-just as he is hers. Disclaimer: The story is written in Taglish

A vendetta; Epistolary-Novel She told me I am entwined with a lip of an angel and the eyes of a devil. Folks gather around my radar with their depraved souls, wishing I could reform comfort in their lives. Thread by thread, I come apart yet my revolution thrived. It's a sweet little work of art to share goodness with people until she reminded me that I have none left for myself. My fingertips trailed on her wisdom and tales because that's how I worship her. Gambling on our sapphire love, the fusion of my heart and yours combusted in bright hues as if we are a heaven-branded match. Yet now that we are forced apart, the honeymoon can't guarantee itself from shattering. The contemptuous bonfires that I lit with my passion slowly grew obscure and faint until it was none now.

We buried our fairytale alongside other memories we convinced ourselves were meant for us to forget. I held on to it like sandㅡstill tangible yet I felt it trickling down the miniscule gaps of my hands, slipping away from my grip. Its derisive pinpricks burned through my flesh as a mere remembrance of a love soon to reach its closure. A few steps away from me stood an amber temptation; I was hypnotized by its gentle swirls as its droplets stuck on to the glass' rim. This velvet liquid courage seeped down my throat and controlled my insobriety, and unleashed my regrets from its chains. Right then, I knew denial was in no way going to save me now. I will never be over our story that ended in an addled chapter. Stand-alone (Epistolary) Completed

The versicolor horizon holds the vastness of tomorrow yet it reeks of mishaps and miseries. Even with ebony skies dusking the heavens, my words remain strong, never holding me back as I disappear into my solitude of wonders. It was more than just a morsel of luck that I have you by my side, accompanying me through these dismal events with the powers of our quills. Together, we carve these poems and poetries of seraphic and perilous remainders of life into a garden of unheard pennings. One by one, these pieces lull our vagrant tragedies until it effaces yet never fully disappears. Once our inks finally run dry, petals of hope bloom within our soul with the nurture of yesterday's despair and today's expectations. Stand-alone (Epistolary) Completed

Our intertwined fingers hidden from the light reflecting the whole room couldn't fill in the chasmic gaps of your relentlessly yearning heart. When the marvels of your scarlet lips plummeted on my skin for a kiss, I blamed you for leaving me in the lurch in the battle between yielding or defying, yet I chose to let all my guards down. Every kiss sated me to insanity, the fervid desire in my heart remained unmatched; you're drifting away to a place I could never get a hold of while I was wishing everything could be reciprocated the same way it was given. Erlebnisse Series #2 Completed

The moonlight bounced off your skin, radiating to your face then to my mind with a pact I regret saying as I held on to nothing. I know we swore it was only for one night but I couldn't stop thinking about you ever since the moment I laid my eyes on you. that one night with you was the rebirth of hopeㅡthe gust of wind sauntering across cheeks with a blush of pink elation, the flocking of clouds misting my thoughts with every possible visionary I can relive with you, the dawning of another day with the sight of the amber twilight cracking beneath the dark. Erlebnisse Series #1 Completed

Between what's hers and his seemed incompatible. Aleiah doesn't give a damn about anything except her family and building her career. Living a life where failure is an unwanted guest, she does her best in med school and barely gives a try to open her heart. But, just like her energy, she doesn't need to chase; she attracts. Maybe it's the way Jaxen sticks sticky notes on her cup of coffee, or the taste of the food he cooks for her, or the way his cheekbones appear everytime he softly smiles, or the wonderful mood she gets whenever she's with him that makes her feel like everything will be fine. The attraction they have created was strong. Until it was supposed to be weak at some point. But, as they say, you come back stronger; together against the world. | Santimera Siblings #3 | an epistolary novel | 2022 © reyincarnation Started: July 22, 2022 Finished: October 21, 2022

an epistolary. Sasha Caleon, the fangirl who grew feelings for her idol's brother, takes a chance by talking to him online, despite the fact that she thinks it's unlikely for her to get noticed.