Lazarine Clark was meant to fade into memory. Death, however, had other plans. Drawn back into the world through eras she never lived, she finds herself bound to an ancient pact ruled by forces older than time. Cryptic riddles and warnings written in an older tongue become her only compass. She moves through borrowed timelines where every encounter carries weight and every choice leaves a scar. As destinies begin to intertwine, Lazarine is forced to confront a truth she has spent her whole life avoiding: fate is not just something to escape, but something that demands to be faced. To complete the trials is to alter the course of fate. To fail is to lose the only future still waiting for her. Status: COMPLETE (Filipino - English) Romance - Fantasy GxG

"It always made you feel powerful when I beg, right?" Morana murmured, her eyes softening as she lowered herself to the cold floor. "So let me beg." Nerezza always knew how to clean up her messes. Knew where to scrape, where to smooth over with a domestic shine of innocence. Erase the evidence. Rephrase the story. Recalibrate the damage. But what happens when the mess starts talking back?

"Do you know what I do to girls who don't answer when they're spoken to?" she murmured, her voice dripping with quiet menace under the mask. "N-no," Salma breathed, her voice barely audible as she kept her eyes locked on Nerezza's dark eyes. Nerezza hummed, tilting Salma's chin up with a gloved hand, her grip firm but teasing. "I fuck the answers out of them," she whispered, each word slow and deliberate. ••••• Salma, a well known radio show host, is used to strange calls-but nothing like this. One Wednesday morning, an anonymous woman dials in live on air, her voice low, dripping with eerie amusement as she confesses to a murder. Convinced it's a twisted prank, Salma plays along, her tone teasing-until the caller whispers something only Salma could know. What starts as a disturbing coincidence spirals into a chilling obsession. Night after night, the woman calls back, turning Salma into her unwilling confidante, her chosen messenger. Each call comes with cryptic clues, taunts wrapped in silken words, a deadly puzzle Salma is forced to solve-because if she doesn't, she'll be the next victim. But fear gives way to fascination. Then obsession. As the game between them intensifies, Salma finds herself drawn to the voice on the other end of the line-a voice that knows her deepest fears, her darkest desires. The hunt for the truth becomes a tangled web of danger, passion, and something far more dangerous than death. They should be enemies. One is the hunter, the other the prey. But what happens when they fall in love? Written by: Tzipora Rosen Edited by: Lean Catherine Benton Disclaimer: Sexually explicit content Violence Strong language 🏆 #1 horror-thriller 🏆 #1 Toxic

"I do have something in mind, actually." The words were certain and very clear. Celine leaned back against the couch, her smirk softening into something darker, quieter. "Well then," She said, voice smooth enough to make my spine tingle, "Come show me." My breath caught before I could even think. The room seemed to hum around us-the low buzz of the liquor, the faint rustle of the robe against my skin, her eyes following me as she'd already decided what was going to happen next. Something in my chest fluttered-or maybe it flipped. The words weren't loud, but they pulled at me anyway like a command wrapped in velvet. I hesitated, barely. Then the hesitation melted away, the same way the liquor did earlier. My body moved before my mind caught up, slow and deliberate 𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘴, drawn to her like gravity wasn't a choice. 𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓𖤓 Monét was never one to follow rules, that word seemed unknown to her knowledge. Monét was a troublemaker, it ran in her blood-well half of her blood. Her father being the chief of the police, the rule follower, yet he made an exception for his daughter always running to her rescue when needed. Monét was also the type to get what she wants, so when she sees this older lawyer-you can guess what she wants. And she intends to get it, stopping at nothing. She wouldn't let anything stop her, not age, not her issues, not her father, not a judge. Nothing would stop her from getting what she wanted.

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Camille Laverienzo was the kind of woman people feared before they even knew her name. Tall. Beautiful. Sharp-eyed. Wrapped in an aura so dark and commanding that even the softest rustle in her classroom dared not exist. Students whispered about her in hallways, The terror professor. The untouchable woman with a stare sharp enough to cut through excuses. Colleagues respected her. Men admired her from a distance. Women envied her confidence. But no one, absolutely no one, dared interrupt her. Not when she walked. Not when she spoke. Not when she taught. Camille had built walls higher than her heels and stronger than her pride. She lived inside them, cold, unreachable, unbothered, until the day someone walked straight into her life without hesitation, without fear, and without asking permission. A stranger whose presence would one day haunt her, save her, and change everything she thought she knew about herself. And it all began in the year when everything went wrong... and somehow, right. Date started : November 22, 2024 Date finished: May 31, 2025

Disguised as a prostitute for a buy-bust operation, Police Officer Cieanne Villareal thought she was ready for anything, until the mission collapsed and she was sold at a secret auction. Her unexpected "savior" was not a man, but a woman who paid millions to own her. Known only as Yvonne, she is beautiful, powerful, and terrifyingly unreadable. Now trapped between duty and desire, Cieanne must face the truth: freedom may no longer be in her hands, and the most dangerous enemy... might be the woman who refuses to let her go.

"You caused me pain and fear before.." - Billie whispered to the girl in front of her. "I-Im sorry.. I'm so sorry Billie"- she replied "It's okay... I love you anyway" Billie Dela Vega once a victim of bullying nuong sophomore year nya. But what will happen if she cross path with her bully after 3 years? but not as her bully but as her tutor. Find out their story in here. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ It's another gxg story. If you're not comfortable reading this feel free to ignore it. Date Started: Feb.8,2020 Date Finished: April 30,2020

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..."

--- Amaris Carrington is one of the successful women architects in the country. She also teaches at Harington University, which is owned by her father. She is known as a little devil, and everyone is afraid of her. Despite all her achievements and what she has, she feels like something is missing in her life. Zea Cruz is a 21 years old architecture student who works at a coffee shop. Her mother passed away after her 18th birthday. Zea's father always mistreated her, and after her mother's death, her father's behavior only worsened. Author's Note: This is just a fictional story, but some of the scenes are based on a true story (the professor and student scenes). I hope you enjoy my story! ---