Started: 04/27/2021 Ended: 08/24/2021 Ang hirap palang tumanda. Ang hirap magbayad ng bills. Ang hirap suportahan ng pamilyang akala ay isang milyon ang suweldo mo. Ang hirap ngumiti sa nanay na mataas ang tingin sa'yo pero hindi ka kayang ipagtanggol. Ang hirap tabihan sa hapagkainan ng tatay na pinag-uubusan mo ng pera pero hindi ka maalala. Ang hirap mag-abot ng tulong sa kapatid na baon sa utang. Ang hirap intindihin ng hipag na nakakapagpa-rebond pa kahit kapos na kapos na. Ang hirap pakisamahan ng bunsong halos ilahad ang mga palad tuwing makikita ka. Ang hirap ngitian ng mga taong tanong nang tanong kung bakit hindi ka pa nakakapag-asawa. Ang hirap humarap sa mundong isasampal sa'yo na mag-isa ka. Tulong, bigay, utang. Isang iling mo lang, madamot ka na. Kasama mo sila kapag may maibibigay ka, pero hindi mo sila mahahanap kapag wala na. Ikaw ang kakayod, sila ang tutuka. Ikaw ang iiyak sa pagod, sila ang magtatamasa. Iyon ang summary ng buhay ko. Sobra-sobra ang naririnig na paghingi, kulang na kulang ang naririnig na pasasalamat. Sobra-sobra ang pagpapasensya, kulang na kulang ang natatanggap na pagpapahalaga. Sobra-sobra ang binabayaran, kulang na kulang sa kasiyahan. Kaya nang dumating sa buhay ko ang nag-iisang lalaking hindi ako nakita bilang naglalakad na alkansya, ang nag-iisang lalaking nakinig sa mahabang listahan ko ng problema, ang nag-iisang lalaking nagbigay sa akin ng kakaibang saya, ipinangako ko sa sarili na sa gitna ng hirap ng pagtanda, magtitiis ako basta't siya ang kasama. Kahit pa ang kapalit noon ay pagtalikod sa minahal na pamilya. Kahit pa ang kapalit noon ay paglaban sa mundong pinatatakbo ng kapangyarihan at pera. Kahit pa ang kapalit noon ay ang pagdurusa't pag-iisa. Siya ang ginhawa, pahinga, at kasiyahan ko. Dumating man ang araw na tanaw ko na ang dulo. Dumating man ang araw na wala na kaming sagot sa lahat ng bakit at paano. Dumating man ang araw na pareho na kaming talo.

Sandejas Siblings Second Installment: (2023 Edition) D A S H "Because it's not about the eyes that can see, it's about the heart that feels and that's what matters." It was months ago when Fleureah Kaia Aceso first saw the man who captured her attention. He was tall, lean, and handsome. He screams elegance and wealth. His pointed nose, clenched jaw, thin lips, and those sinfully beautiful blue eyes-whose stare is like a magnet that drags her down to the deepest abyss of eternity-captivated her. Then, he came back, still handsome as ever but without the same sight as before. How can she stop liking this man when every time she sees him, she'll fall for him over and over again like the first time she laid her eyes on him? How can she stop herself from nurturing her feelings now that she was given a task to pretend as his fianceè? Will the eyes really won't matter if you love someone? Will the heart find the love that the eyes couldn't even see? Highest Rank Achieved: #2 in General Fiction

𝗘𝗿𝗶𝘁𝘆𝗶𝗮𝗻 𝗧𝗿𝗶𝗯𝗲𝘀 𝗦𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗲𝘀, 𝗕𝗼𝗼𝗸 ＃𝟮 || As the next head of the Shinigami tribe, Rielle was given a mission to infiltrate their archenemy's base, Tantei High, in search of any information about the legendary seventh sense. Her animosity toward the Senshins made it hard for her to get closer to her goal, and worse, Hideo, the heir to the Senshin's tribe seat of power, had already deemed Rielle suspicious. But as she spent more time with the Senshins, she had began questioning the beliefs and principles she had adhered to for a long time. Trapped between her responsibility as an heir, and her personal feelings, Rielle must choose the side she'd stay with.

(FHS#1) Braylee wants to make her friends happy, Denver wants to get some sleep. She's hell-bent on making the world a better place while he's desperate for some rest. When their paths crossed on a midnight bus ride, he finally found the remedy in her. But, it just so happens that he's the captain of their rival basketball team, and the enemy of her friends! Highest Rank: #1 in Humor (This is the unedited version. A cesspool of errors ahead lol)