🍞They say love is a journey--hers starts with a letter, pretty little lies, and a boy she never expected to fall for. an epistolary. .𖥔 ݁ ˖𓂃.☘︎ ݁˖ May 2025

Para kay Gracie Agatha, wala talagang 'perfect' sa mundo. Kaya sa murang edad, natutunan na niyang maging kontento sa kung anong ipinagkaloob Niya. Okay naman na e', kaso dumating si Andres-ayun, almost perfect! Akalain mo 'yun, matalino, gwapo, matangkad... lahat-lahat pero binigyan ka ng madilim na nakaraan. We really couldn't have it all, huh? Pero despite all that, she fell unconditionally, deeper, to the point of no return. Ni hindi na siya makaahon sa sarili niyang pagkalunod. Kuntento na siya nung una, okay na siya... but how come she keeps crossing the vast ocean of feelings to be with him? Book cover credits to: @caszcadiyaa_ Date started: 04/18/25 Date finished: ---

Isang kuwentong magbibigay ng halaga sa tunay na pagiging makatao. Ang makataong may prinisipyo at hindi kailanma'y mabibigong ipaglaban ang nararapat; hindi para sa sarili, kundi para sa lahat. Ang pagbangon ni 𝑱𝒐𝒂𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒏 sa madugong dahas ng kaniyang karanasan mula sa pagmulat nang kaniyang mga mata kung ano nga ba ang tunay na kalaban. Hindi ang mananakop, kundi 𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙠𝙖𝙨𝙖𝙠𝙞𝙢𝙖𝙣 𝙖𝙩 𝙜𝙖𝙝𝙖𝙢𝙖𝙣 𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙜𝙖 𝙩𝙖𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙣𝙖 𝙨𝙖 𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙞𝙨𝙮𝙤𝙣 𝙣𝙖 𝙥𝙞𝙡𝙞𝙩 𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙖𝙩𝙖𝙥𝙖𝙠𝙖𝙣. . . 𝒂𝒏𝒈 𝑲𝒂𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒖𝒏𝒈𝒂𝒏, 𝒂𝒏𝒈 𝒏𝒂 𝒔𝒂 𝑳𝒂𝒚𝒍𝒂𝒚𝒂𝒏, 𝒂𝒕. . . 𝒂𝒏𝒈 𝑲𝒂𝒑𝒂𝒚𝒂𝒂𝒏. Isang 𝗵𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝗶𝗸𝗮𝗹 𝗻𝗮 𝗱𝗿𝗮𝗺𝗮𝗻𝗴-𝗽𝗶𝗸𝘀𝘆𝗼𝗻 na tumatama sa iba't ibang suliranin ng nakaraan, na hanggang ngayon ay problema pa rin ng kasalukuyan. Isang libro na nagpapakita sa iyo ng mga pagdurusa ng realidad. Kuwentong nakahanay sa kasaysayan ng 𝙄𝙠𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝘿𝙞𝙜𝙢𝙖𝙖𝙣𝙜 𝙋𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙖𝙞𝙜𝙙𝙞𝙜 𝙨𝙖 𝙀𝙨𝙥𝙖𝙣̃𝙮𝙖 na magpapakita sa iyo ng hidwaan ng bawat lipunan. 𝗖𝗼𝗿𝗿𝘂𝗽𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻. . . 𝗦𝗼𝗰𝗶𝗮𝗹 𝗦𝘁𝗿𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗳𝗶𝗰𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻. . . 𝗜𝗻𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗰𝗲. . . "𝑴𝒂𝒎𝒂𝒎𝒂𝒕𝒂𝒚 𝒂𝒌𝒐, 𝒐. . . 𝑨𝒌𝒐 𝒂𝒏𝒈 𝒑𝒂𝒑𝒂𝒕𝒂𝒚." 🥀 [ Under Revision ] [ Revised in October (2025) ]

Minsan ba naisip mo na sa tuwing sumusulyap ka sa taong gusto mo ay napapansin niya? Gusto mong mapansin niya pero ayaw mo rin na malaman nya, ang gulo hindi ba? Parang katulad ng nararandaman ko ang gulo hindi maipaliwanag, bigla nalang sumulpot galing sa kawalan at hindi na napigilan nahulog na ng tuluyan sa taong walang kaalam-alam. Paano na ito? paano makakahon, tulungan nyo naman ako:(

Sa una palang hindi na maganda ang pagkikita namin. Hate at first sight kung tatawagin na dumating sa punto na puro problema ang mga nangyayari sa tuwing magkikita kami ng lalaking ito, wala na atang magandang nangyari sa tuwing kami ang magkasama pero nakakahiya mang aminin, ayokong sabihin, gusto ko nalang ibaon sa lupa ang nararamdaman ko.. Dahil unti-unti na akong nahuhulog sa lalaking ito.

A woman had a miscarriage without knowing she was pregnant. Meanwhile, the man was manipulated by his classmate who had feelings for him. He thought the woman had an abortion, so they broke up. He was even more heartbroken when she saw his boyfriend and his classmate kissing in the studio.

[Under editing for spelling errors and grammar checks] 😊 Bianca delos Santos had one simple rule to follow: BAWAL MUNA MAG-BOYFRIEND. Easy enough, until she's assigned a seat beside Jacob de Marchais. She never planned on getting involved with him. But accidental glances happened and with unexpected conversations that Bianca found herself caught in a complicated scheme of secret feelings and disastrous white lies. In a world where love is both a forbidden rule and an inevitable force, will she follow her parents' wishes or her own heart? A high school story full of romantic discovery, family drama, and friendship chaos.

‏**_"I never believed in legends-until I became part of one. ‏For centuries, whispers of a ruthless gang haunted my town, a group so feared that no one dared to speak their name. People said they weren't just violent men, but something far worse... something inhuman. ‏I thought it was just an old story. A warning to keep children from wandering too far at night. ‏I was wrong. ‏They are real. And now, they know I've seen them."_** ________________________‏ "No one touches you. No one looks at you. No one even breathes near you unless I allow it." ‏His voice was sharp, a growl vibrating deep in his chest. My back was pressed against the cold wall of his room, his body towering over mine, trapping me in place. ‏"Why?" My voice was barely a whisper, my pulse hammering against my ribs. ‏His hand came up, fingers threading through my hair before fisting it, tilting my head back so I had no choice but to meet his eyes-those stormy, merciless gray eyes that burned with something terrifyingly possessive. ‏"Because you're mine." ‏I swallowed hard, my breath hitching as his lips brushed against the sensitive skin of my neck. He inhaled deeply, his grip tightening. "There's something about you, something different. Your scent..." He let out a low, almost pained growl. "It drives me mad." ‏His other hand ghosted over my throat, his thumb pressing lightly against my pulse. "I should keep you locked away, hidden from everyone. But even that won't be enough, will it? Because no matter where you go, no matter how far you run... I will always find you."