Yolo never expected his heart to betray him- least of all for Trever, the guy he loved pissing off, the presence he keeps pretending he isn't desperate to feel again. A basketball varsity player and an architecture student, Yolo always believed his life was simple, predictable, and straight. But growing apart didn't make the feelings disappear. If anything, the distance only made every accidental eye contact sharper, every avoided conversation heavier, every unspoken word louder. And worst of all, Trever's attention is already leaning toward someone else- leaving Yolo with nothing but the ghost of what they used to be. Now Yolo is caught in the cruel tension between wanting and pretending, torn between the safety of denial and the ache that refuses to quiet down. How do you let go of a feeling you were never supposed to have- especially when it's for the one person you never stopped looking for? book cover by sereighn arts

Status: COMPLETED Start: December 21, 2020 End: February 27, 2021 Will it still had the chance to escape a tradition that was already mark on the last name you had? Tradition, rules, norm, legacy, heritage, that term destroyed her life. How can you be free if all of those words were mix with the blood that flowing through your veins. Her plan when she plunged herself in the water and closed her eyes to feel the gentle breeze of the wind to cure and heal all her aching wound and bruises backfires when her heart pounded violently in seeing a pair of expressive brooding dark eyes. Hindi siya nagawang pagalingin ng hangin dahil ang presensiya at pares ng mga mata ang nagpahurumentado ng puso niyang matagal nang nakakulong. Can the wind heal her broken soul or there's a hope on his insulting and offending stare?

Somersault Boys Series #1 Might not. Probably won't. Maybe never. Unlikely. Doubtful. Despite being everything he could have been, Elize constantly settled in the dark, lurking with the impossibles and uncertainties. He believed that he would grow up and take the path of life in a single route with one straight line; no turns, no shortcuts. Perhaps it was because his one and only flesh and blood prompted him to think that if he didn't act like how he was made and how he was supposed to be, he would never reach the light at the end of the tunnel, or never reach his dreams, never be accepted, never be treated seriously...never be loved. The word "Always" was never in Elize's vocabulary-an exception with always doubting, always trying, always...just dreaming. But never the good kind of "Always". Then he tasted it, the bittersweet sensation in his tongue when his mother left him to work abroad. Elize then started to thrive, meet new friends, socialize, be a human...fall in love. For the first time, Elize felt free, felt genuine, felt...guilty? Guilty...was it because he felt glad his mother left, or because he met someone that made him start to feel the Always' in his Nevers? Regardless, he dedicated his whole life in chasing that assurance in his world of doubts, and he simply could not back out now. But when good things come to an end, the choice is yours if you want to let it go, or fight for it. If you choose the latter, make sure to draw blood and fight until you're dead. Just like Elize did.

The last thing Jiro wanted to do was to fall in love so when he formed an off-center bond with a guy he met during his vacation in Villarreal, he spent his summer days anxiously trying to ascertain his piling up feelings for him. Worried about how people would take homosexuality, Jiro found himself standing between the lines of sweeping his feelings under the rug or going after them.

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Harper Esmeralda Gazellian is a known soft-hearted and innocent princess of Sartorias. But can she still maintain this image now that she must rule as a Queen? *** Harper's life has never been complicated. She grew up in the shadows of her silbings-- her eldest brother, King Dastan of Nemetio Spiran, the formidable Prince Zen of the prophecy, and the feisty Princess Esmeralda. With such strong siblings protecting her, what could go wrong for a well-sheltered princess? But she is determined to prove that she is more than just that. When her brother Finn falls into a coma and his mate, Kalla, dies after Atlas takes her heart, Sartorias is in shambles. With King Dastan and Queen Leticia still recovering from the war, Harper is determined to stay by her siblings' side to help. But as the King of Mudelior, King Kreios Sageton Doyle grows more impatient, waiting for her for years, a scandalous society paper surfaces, igniting everyone's interest in their dramatic relationship, forcibly bringing her to Mudelior. The princess- now the queen is conflicted, to stay by King Kreios's side, her mate and start her responsibility as a queen, or fulfill her promise and insist that she has to return to Sartorias to prove that she has to be a better princess first before claiming the title as the queen?

The story of Astrea Janica Solaris, a writer who has been through ups and downs, and how she got through her struggles. Note: This story contains sensitive content that is not suitable for very young audiences. It talks about mental health and suicide. Read at your own risk.

I woke up on a bed full of rotten roses, it was supposed to be my 59th life but again I was reincarnated in a body who was extremely tortured by her step mother. I've been reincarnated for about fifty-nine times. I became a teacher, a mother, a villainess, an actress, a witch, I even reincarnated as a man, a soldier, a wizard, a princess, a peasant, a fetus who didn't even live longer, and my last life was a Doctor who was murdered in the war. and now I was reincarnated as Aurora-not the Aurora from the Sleeping Beauty but the Aurora Catastopre who was more naive than the Aurora who pricks her finger on the spindle of a spinning wheel. My last life was supposed to be a good one, a Doctor who was surrounded by beautiful men. Those abs that I can still remember but now I cannot see any longer. This life sucks. My life was really ended by the death and started in a new life and a different bodies. Now I'm in a body of a marionette who was extremely tortured and died because of poison. The young lady of the Catastrope, the one who became a puppet by her step mother and neglected by her father. The life I hated the most when reincarnated is this kind of life, I've been treating handsome knights in my last life and now I am being tortured?! but this life is not that bad anymore. To be hugged by a cute little wolf is a good reason for me to die in peace. Little did I know the the little wolf has a ruthless father that I didn't expect to bite me.