Volume 3 (Eternal) Cassandra Illustre thought her life was set in stone. At thirty-five, she was a respected professor, serious, distant, and untouchable ever since her fiancé left her at the altar, she vowed never to love again. But one night in the library changed everything. The next morning, she awoke as her twenty-year-old self. For Cassandra, it wasn't a blessing but a curse. She never asked to be young again. Determined to uncover the reason for her transformation, she returns to campus as a student, hiding her true identity.. There, she meets Erin Serene De Vellière, her student and slowly begins to discover sides of her she had never truly known before. In this second youth, can Cassandra risk loving someone she was never meant to and survive the longing she thought she had buried forever? "I should be moving forward... but instead, I became once young again, trapped in her, facing feelings I thought I had long left behind."

Volume 1 (Again) Dawn Loraine Hermoza, known to as "Lori," is a famous actress and model from a wealthy family, living in the year 2025. But her world turns upside down when she is suddenly transported back to the year 1995-the year a series of brutal murders begins, claiming the lives of her mother's friends and schoolmates. There, Lori meets Serina Leonor De Vellière -a quiet and enigmatic girl whose name she's heard since childhood. Serina was known to be her mother's best friend... and the final victim of the notorious "Lollipop Killer." determined to change what's already set in the past. She starts her own investigation, hoping to stop the murders before they happen. But time is fragile, and changing fate always comes with a cost.. Can she rewrite the past to save the future? Is she willing to risk her life to protect those who were once doomed and a girl she never expected to fall for? Because in saving Serina Leonor... She just might lose herself.. "I wasn't supposed to be here... but somehow, I got trapped in her year."

Katana Gail Velasco had been an achiever since grade school. Her classmates and friends admired her for always being at the top of the class. She made sure to stay there, not just for herself, but to make her parents proud. Then came Jamie Larisha Escodero. A transfer student. Smart and confident. Suddenly, Katana wasn't the only one shining. And she hated it. She hated her. It felt like Jamie had stolen her spotlight, the one thing Katana had worked so hard to keep. But as time passed, her frustration toward Jamie only grew stronger. Every glance, every smirk, every little victory Jamie claimed sent Katana's blood boiling. What she didn't know was that, with every glare and every word of annoyance, Jamie's feelings for her only deepened. Because every time Katana got mad, Jamie didn't feel irritated- she felt something else entirely. Butterflies. "I-I think I'm in love with her..."

Zahara Venice Perez, the girl everyone admires but no one truly knows. A Multimedia Arts student who loves to paint and performs like she's made for the spotlight. She has the kind of charm people can't help but fall for except her bestfriend, Jamie. Then came Addielyne Adrielle Sanchez, a Dental student with sunshine in her smile and warmth in her eyes, the kind of girl who could make even the darkest days feel golden. Every time Z passes by their department, her eyes find Addie. And every time she does, she falls a little deeper- again and again. But when love collides with fame, noise, and the weight of the crowd, will their hearts still recognize each other beneath the chaos?

Lorelei Devorah Montreal has always lived with a full heart. Raised to be kind, she gives without hesitation because she believes that if she has something, then it's hers to give. She is the girl who offers everything she has just to find a place to belong. ​Then she met Elliery Ysabelle Salcedo, a girl with a strong personality and a cold aura. What happens when two different worlds collide? when a girl who only knows how to give meets someone who doesn't know how to receive? ​ ​The girl who once gave everything... suddenly finds herself with nothing left.

[WLW] [TAGLISH] Lucifer has one dear daughter. "God only knows, but you'll never leave her." - The 1975 Her name is Heia Rhiannon Marchesi Verridien. Say it slow. She doesn't answer to it all the time. Because the devil is a liar. And his daughter is a crowded room. Heia. Rhiannon. Rhirhi. Could there be another one? Do not confuse them. One pulls you in. One pushes you away. And one doesn't even know you. Some girls save you from fire. Other girls set your house on fire just to carry you out of it. She might exactly be the latter. It wasn't the eviction notice that ruined Charlie Vivienne's life. It wasn't even the fire that swallowed her apartment whole. It was the hand that pulled her out. Because the woman who saved Charlie's life might be the very same monster who destroyed it years ago. While Charlie is busy memorizing the angles of Heia's jaw, Heia is busy trying to scrub blood off her hands from a murder she does not remember committing. The original sin wasn't eating the forbidden fruit. It was falling in love with the devil's daughter. And it is without salvation... Because you will never ask to be saved. "I built a church between the devil's thighs. I only kneel for her." WARNING: This story contains psychologically complex, morally gray characters and uses religious imagery metaphorically. If that unsettles you, this might not be for you. Genre: Psychological Romance, Political Thriller

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.'

"No! Stop!" I could see her fading silhouette. She keeps on walking away just like the way I dreamt of her every night. 'No! Please don't walk away. I need to see your face. I need to know your name. I need to find you.' But I know that it wasn't enough. If there's anything that she's good at, it is into dodging people away. "Please!?" I almost beg. "I need to see you. Just stop." I keep on running and chasing after her. But like in every dreams, she kept on slowly fading away. And I could feel the same emptiness within whenever I've dreamt of this. It starts with her fading hands. Like a human form that's painfully breaking into tiny crystallized pieces that's scattered into thin air, she's dissolving in an incredibly fast-paced. "No. Please don't!" I could feel the tears that's running down on my cheeks as I try to grab her fading hand. "No! No!" As if there's a heavy rock on my chest, my breath starts to heave. I could feel the hollow emptiness within and the contradictory feeling of being crushed beneath.

"Change your clothes." Napatingin ako sa suot ko. It's just a knee-length simple dress. Formal naman para sa meeting namin ngayon kasama ng mga investor nya. Sinundo na nya ako sa unit dahil lagi akong nalelate. "Problema mo ba? I'm decent. It's not my fault that you're just out-fashioned." Sinulyapan ko pa yung suot nyang dark blue pant suit na katerno ng suot nyang white na tops at dark blue blazer. Masyadong conservative tingnan. "Just change your clothes." This time, pautos na iyon. "Ayoko nga. Bakit hindi ikaw ang magpalit ng dam-" Napasinghap ako nang hablutin nya ako palapit sa kanya. "You are utterly indecent." Mahinang bulong pa nito. Pakiramdam ko para akong ipinako sa pwesto ko habang magkadikit kaming dalawa. "Change your clothes or I'll do it for you?" Napalunok muna ako ng ilang beses bago sinalubong yung mga mata nya. I am Alliston Parker, hindi ako natatakot sa kanya. "Change Alli. I don't want to get into trouble tonight." "Trouble?" Itinuro nya ako. "It's a sin to look so tempting and dashing like that, it's not fair." She murmured again under her breath. Nalilitong tiningnan ko si Louella. "Tempting and dashing?" Baliw ba sya? Hindi na nga ako nag-ayos dahil aawayin na naman nya ako pag nahuli kami. Umiling ito na para bang gusto na akong sapakin. "Basta magpalit ka! Ayoko ng ganyang suot mo. Mag-jeans ka na lang. You're not even the one I'm bargaining to them. Make yourself presentable and decent, atleast." Inggitera talaga itong matandang ito. Palibhasa napaglipasan na ng panahon. Yung kagaya kasi nitong malapit ng mawala sa kalendaryo yung naiinsecure sa mga ganitong itsura na gaya ng sakin. "Ibigay mo na kaya sakin yung kailangan ko sayo para tigilan na natin ito? Sarap mo talagang patayin na lang." Bubulong - bulong na sabi ko. Napapikit na lang ako nang maramdaman na lumulutang na ako sa ere. Damn! "Ang dami mong reklamo." Naiiritang sambit nito. "Let me just show you how tempting you look for me." *

Intelligence is not something everyone should crave. It's like putting an active rolling film in your head that never stops. What's running in their heads? Have you ever wonder? Their mind is working and running all the time. And commoners won't even appreciate their jokes most of the time. But Geniuses seldom crack a joke. For them, fun is something out of normal. Something normal people won't understand. I never get bored. I love fun and thrilling things. But I won't mind enjoying my solitude too. Having sex is one thing. Killing is another thing. Doxing is my hobby. Watching everyone is my pasttime. Hacking is my greatest feat. Who am I? I'm not sure. Some calls me the Famous Latina Girl. Others call me the Brain. Most people call me the Genius Kid. Some will say I'm the cursed child. While few call me Grant. Just Grant Silva. No, I'm either genius or crazy. Maybe neither of both. My father is a genius. My mother was a madwoman. Go figure out in which category I fall. Tell me. I want to know too.