Ang sabi nila ay mas mainam nang sobra kaysa sa kulang. Pero naisip ba nila na ang lahat ng sobra ay masama rin? Naisip ba nila na makakaapekto sa isang tao ang kahit na ano'ng sobra? Paano mo ba itatama ang isang bagay na nasobrahan kung naabuso na? Kaya mo pa bang ibalik sa dati ang nasira na? Maitatama mo pa ba? Kaya pa ba ng puso mo? --- Tayong Dalawa --- #Novelette #Mystery #Thriller #Suspense #Fiction Khelielove COPYRIGHT 2016 All Rights Reserved.

Isang babaeng pinatay ng walang kalaban-laban. Isang saksi ang nakakita pero nagbulag-bulagan. Kaya nanatiling misteryo ang kanyang pagkamatay. Tatlong taon ang nakalipas, magbabalik siya. Maghihiganti at kukunin ang hustisyang para lamang sa kanya. Sino at ano ang lihim na bumabalot sa Babae sa Laiya?

This is a selection of a random conversation of two individual, stranger to each other, via omegle.. Hope you'll enjoy reading. ^_^ Para ito sa mga tsismoso't tsismosang-katulad ko..hehe peace :p At sa mga walang magawa sa buhay..(tulad q ulit!)

-WATTPAD FEATURED STORY- Paano mabubuhay sa isang lugar na patay na? Paano mo magagawang patayin ang mahal mo sa buhay? Ang kaninang masayang lugar, sa isang segundo lang, lahat mababago. Gaano ka katapang? Gaano ka kalakas? Gaano ka Katalino? Kaya mo bang maka-survive? Welcome to Undead City.

"I have to warn you, Jorjina. Do not let yourself fall in love with me," seryosong sabi ni Tres habang diretsong nakatingin sa mga mata ni Jorjina. "I might break your heart. And I don't want that to happen." That was point-blank. Napalunok si Jorjina. Hindi niya alam kung bakit tila may kurot sa puso ang sinabi ng binata. She dismissed that thought in her mind. Tinaasan ni Jorjina ng isang kilay si Tres. "Ang feelingero mo naman, Tres Esquivel," mataray na sabi ng dalaga. "Hindi ako mai-in love sa 'yo dahil isa kang walking heartbreak. Isa kang malaking karengkeng at nagsusumigaw na heartbreak!" Pinakadiin-diin pa ni Jorjina ang mga huling salitang sinabi. "At hindi ako masokista para saktan ang sarili ko at kumuha ng batong ipupukpok sa ulo ko. Kaya 'yang warning mo na mai-in love ako sa 'yo ay malabong mangyari. Hindi. Mangyayari. 'Yan," mataray at confident niyang sabi habang kumukumpas-kumpas pa ang kamay niya. Ilang segundong nakatingin lang sa kanya si Tres. Him scanning and studying her face as if searching for the truth with what she said. "Good," Tres then finally said, not even smiling as if he felt disappointed with her answer. "At least we're crystal clear on that." Crytal clear on that. Klarung-klaro kay Jorjina. But why on earth did Jorjina Pascua aka Jorj, non-academic scholar -read : average girl-a plain jane and campus Artists' Club member eat her words and fell in love with Alfonso Esquivel III aka Tres Esquivel, breathtakingly handsome, ultra rich and campus' ultimate playboy? At ang masaklap pa, naibigay pa niya ang sarili niya sa binata. A BIG thank you to @yhang__yhang (yhangunnie) for my nice book cover. Please follow her ❤

[COMPLETE] Lucifer has finally escaped his hellhole with a lone mission in head. To start war. It has long been written. There's nothing stopping it. Michael would be the one to stop him, only if he could escape his own Hell. [note: Book 3 of The Gray Area series] This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual events, places, locales, or persons, living or dead, is utterly coincidental.

Life's a battle. Only the tough ones survive.

"Miranda dela Cruz," sabi ni Ryan, team captain nina Jacob. "No one comes close to Miranda without having to deal first with Lucas. 'Di ba balita sa buong campus na crush ni Lucas si Miranda? I bet even Alfred here can't get past Lucas. Miranda is under the umbrella of protection of Lucas." Alfred was a football player in HFU at kilalang playboy. "Want to bet on that?" mayabang na sabi ni Alfred. "Kayang-kaya kong maging girlfriend si Miranda in three months." They knew a bet was on. "Tig-one hundred thousand kami--" "Drop it, you two!" authoritative na sabi ni Jacob kay Ryan. "'Wag n'yong pagpustahan si Miranda. That's cruel!" "Kung ayaw mong sumali, 'wag ka na lang makialam, Jacob." Si Ryan. "Why, Jacob? Natatakot ka ba kay Lucas?" SI Alfred ulit. "I'm not afraid of him." "Then prove it." "I have nothing to prove." "Make Miranda your girl in three months, Jacob. Kung hindi mo magawa 'yan, babayaran mo kami--" "No. Money is out of the question." Tumingin isi Ryan kay Jacob. "Hindi ko alam kung ano ang rason sa pagtutol mo." "Because that is fucking wrong!" mariing sabi ni Jacob. "Hindi kaya dahil takot ka kay Lucas, Jacob?" Tiningnan niya ng masama si Alfred. "Kung gano'n ikaw na ang gumawa, Jacob. Make Miranda your girl in three months. At kapag hindi mo nakayang gawin, si Alfred ang gagawa." Jacob smirked. "Hindi ako katulad n'yo." "I'd be more than willing. She's pretty," sabi ni Alfred. Nagsukatan sila ng tingin ni Alfred. Alam niyang hindi nagbibiro si Alfred. He had to protect Miranda. Ilayo ito kay Alfred kahit na nariyan pa si Lucas sa tabi ni Miranda. Because he cared for her. A lot. "I'm on it," seryosong sabi ni Jacob. Hindi siya sang-ayon sa pustahan. Gusto lang niyang ilayo si Miranda kay Alfred. But would the end justify the mean? What if Miranda thought otherwise? A BIG thank you to @yhang__yhang (yhangunnie) for my nice book cover. Please follow her ❤

(Will be published under BOOKWARE PUBLISHING CORPORATION - PINK AND PURPLE imprint) Lucas Jaime Agoncillo, currently the President of Student Council was known for his good-super good looks and for his brains, being a consistent Dean's Lister since he entered the university. Tall, moreno and handsome. He was a no-nonsense guy and always carried an air of authority with him. Super rich, being the scion of a prominent steel manufacturer in the country. Stasha Marie Villaruel, beautiful and bratty. Campus queenfor three consecutive years. Everybody in the campus called her Her Highness. Both are campus royalties. But they avoided each other's paths for underlying reasons unknown to both of them. Pareho nilang ini-snob ang isa't-isa sa campus. On the day of their foundation day, nagawa silang gawin partners sa isang marriage booth. "Groom, meet your bride, Her Highness Stasha Marie Villaruel. Bride, meet your groom, Mister President, Lucas Jaimes Agoncillo," sabi ng schoolmate nilang may pakana ng marriage booth na ginanap sa Art Room. Their eyes locked. Lucas held Stasha's gaze and then smiled-a gorgeous one at that. His eyes were glinting with amusement. Nagbaba ng tingin si Stasha. Hindi niya kayang matagalan ang tingin ni Lucas. At pagkatapos ay napadako ang tingin ni Lucas sa nakabukas na pinto ng Art Room. Lahat ng mga nagdadaang estudyante ay napapatingin sa loob. "Close the door, please," marahang utos ni Lucas sa isang naroroon na malapit sa pinto. "I don't want uninvited guests to my wedding." Napaangat si Stasha ng mukha at napatingin kay Lucas. And then Lucas smiled at Stasha as if teasing her. Isang ngiting lalong nagpapaguwapo kay Lucas. Isang ngiting madalang nitong maibigay kay Stasha. A BIG thank you to @yhang__yhang (yhangunnie) for my nice book cover. Please follow her ❤

"Let's stop this crap. Ikaw lang naman ang nag-eenjoy e," Prix muttered beside me. Bahagya akong umatras palayo dito. Hindi ko alam pero sa tuwing malapit ito sa akin, gustong umalpas ng puso ko sa kaba. "Why not play a game? Like playing cards?" he asked but his gaze was so intent dahilan para malulon ko ang dila ko. Na para bang may iba 'tong balak gawin maliban sa paglalaro. Muling lumundo ang kama nang ito naman ang umusog patungo sa akin. "I-ikaw, a-ano ba-bang g-gusto mo?" kinakabahan kong tanong. "This." The next thing I knew, he was pinning me to the bed. ** Story of Ana Cruz and Prix Alexander Santillan. And their bedroom. Read at your own risk. Copyright © 2015. All Rights Reserved.