Written in Taglish • Slow-burn troupe • BossxMaid Date Started: May 18, 2025 Completed: June 5, 2025

✪ KISSING MY KRYPTONITE • WRITTEN IN TAGLISH • SAPPHIC ROMANCE (UNEDITED) Ezra Meziah, a transfer student at Cambridge University, has always lived her life on her own terms, earning a reputation as a full-time playgirl. Everything she thought she knew is upended when she meets Rafa, and she realizes that the world is not as predictable as she once thought. Rafa Eli is a highly regarded Cambridge University professor who has achieved great success in her career. As their unexpected romance blossoms, Ezra finds herself falling deeply in love with her. Yet, their connection faces an immediate trial as Ezra unearths a heart-wrenching deception, a treacherous revelation that jeopardizes their recently newfound love, leaving it on the verge of fragmentation. As Ezra battles with the harsh reality and wrestles with her deepest insecurities, she finds herself at a critical juncture - whether to boldly confront the painful betrayal or completely withdraw from the relationship. Simultaneously, Rafa is forced to confront her personal demons, questioning her ability to meet Ezra's needs as a life partner. As they face their deepest fears and vulnerabilities, they come to the realization that their love is a double-edged sword - both their greatest strength and their kryptonite. But in a whirlwind of passion and uncertainty, will their love prove resilient against the treacherous forces that threaten to rip them asunder? Can they find the courage to forgive and move forward, or will their fears and kryptonites ultimately drive them apart? Let's find out...

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What will happen if you end up falling for the child you just took to be one of your children? What will happen if your wishes are granted? Will Rosalia regret what she did or will she fall even more? √taglish√ ________________________________________________ Meekness for the grammatical errors and the typo. Whatever is in this story is just the work of my mind. The cover of this story is not mine, so credit to the owner. Start: 05/11/2021 End: 06/10/2021 . READ AT YOUR OWN RISK❤️ Ps. Not pro at writing..

She loves to visit, she loves to sleep Whenever I see her I want to dream. She's my Midnight Maiden. -Khane Wager.. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. Credit to the cover maker: Angel Cats♡ ©All rights reserved. No part of this work may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the writer, except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical reviews and certain other noncommercial uses permitted by copyright law.

Status: Completed Date started: 12.24.21 Date finished: 03.23.22

I looked helplessly, trying to search something aside the hunger-filled lust in the eyes of the rich filthy people cowering me. Something that could save and take me away from these predators ready to eat their prey. No matter how much i want to run, my arms are tied. The strong, narrow, capsule-shaped metal that held my body firmly in place makes my hope vanish in vain. As I am losing hope, that's when I met that cold lifeless coal eyes that seems to grew darker as it turned in a darker shade of the midnight. "Five million!" She raised her hands in the air. Making everyone to look at her. "Seven million!" The guy in black-suit smirks, making his maniac face uglier than a duck. "Eight." "Eight and a half million." "Ten million." another one stands up on his chair. Making a good run for this auction. The first guy grits his teeth. Obviously triggered by the last guy. "Fifteen million." he announced. "Twenty." "Twenty five!" No. I'm doomed. I've got not enough money to buy myself out of here in case I will be sold at any amount higher than fifteen. Who the hell spends twenty million just for a night? Damn rich people! My savior stands like a princess as she says, "Guess, I'll have to make it fifty million." Literally, there's nothing but silence after the last bid. Everyone is shocked. "Fifty million for a night with that woman. Anyone who want to raise their stake?" she asked again as if daring anyone to bid higher. All I could hear is the loud thumping of my heart as the guy in red, nods and mark me SOLD. As he took the gold collar that was thrown to him--marking me hers. Damn it!

"Someday, someone won't be afraid of how much you love. They won't stay on the shore; they'll meet you in the depths."

"You may not want to be in my head. You might find someone other than myself that you won't be able to forget. It'll haunt you like a nightmare you can't tell. " "Silly. What's in that tough demeanor, ate Cray?" tumawa lang si Ember at kumapit ulit sa braso ko. "I like you. That's enough right?" Napailing na lang ako sa inaasal nito. If she'll learn our history, she'll then understand. Pinalis ko yung kamay nitong nakakapit na naman sa braso ko. "Compose yourself, Ember. I don't like you. You're just like a sister to me. Someone I had to protect with my life." I caught the way those words cut through her. It's visible in the same set of lifeless coal eyes that I am most familiar with. "Bakit?" I stared at her blankly. "Atleast tell me what you don't like about me." "That's exactly why it hurts the way it hurts." Napangiti ako ng mapait. "You have too many questions, too many words, in your head. But those will be left unsaid. Like me, you have to suffer through the intricacy of feeling too much every single day of your life. It hurts like hell." "Damn you. I like you." "You like me for what?" "You. You're not like everyone else. You're so sure of yourself. You're clever. You're self-made. You're everything. Everyone likes you. So you should be mine." I laughed at how shallow those things meant for her. Someone who can't even meet me in the depths of my shattered soul. "Thanks. But those are all my disorder." As i was about to turn my back, she whispered, "I actually feel sorry for you. You still don't know what it was that you even had. And yet still choose to lose. But one day, you'll see me for who I really am. And you're going to hate yourself for turning me down." No, Ember. You're wrong. I know you. You don't know me. Our past will surely haunt us. For you, I'll just be a girl known by everyone. But in fact, known by no one. It's terrible isn't it? The way we throw people away. ****

And then my soul saw you and it kind of went, "Oh, there you are. I've been looking for you"