*An old man travels back to the memory of his sweetest and only love affair. He had held on for 50 years. He loved that girl for 50 years. He now retraces his steps of that love as their letters to each other revealed more of their romance.* (Most parts of this novel is taken from my real life. Mary Jessie Williams is an embodiment of three ladies who have came to my life. My first girlfriend who loved me so much but we were separated. My second girlfriend whom I loved deeply but left me hanging. And lastly, My future wife, to which could be seen on the later parts of the novel. Scenes and events are not just imagination but also from real life.)

This is a diary, but its not an ordinary diary because this is a diary made by two different people in two different times, in two different worlds. Donnabella is a girl who had lived her life in the shadows, she's smart, she's funny, she's crazy, but she's lonely Jasper: A 15th century rogue who had seduced and abused women in his entire life... only to find out that he's not the man he thought he was. witness how their lives are bound together, in one epic story that transcends every boundaries... and it all begins with a diary

Being human in a world filled with magical creatures is not enough but to be a gifted human seer who can see the future at the cost of her memories was the worst fate anyone could ever have!!!!! Unfortunately Adrianne has it.... transported to world where humanity had ceased to exist, captured by an Ex- god bent on conquering the magykal world and has a panther for a body guard. Adrianne must uncover the secrets that will ultimately reunite her with her past.

It's a short essay I did about having nothing. Inspired by Paulo Coelho's book, The Alchemist, I tried to venture to my thoughts about what is Nothing.

They married for the wrong reasons. He married her for the money and status, while she married him to start over again. It doesn’t really matter why exactly they married, but what happens when he starts to feel something towards his own wife. And what happens when the trouble she left behind catches up with her?

Is it true that we are capable of writing our stories or are we intertwined with the playful hands of fate? How much are you willing to give in search of true love and happiness?