For love, would you play the role of the hero or the villain? An unmasked serial murderer is on the run, and killings are taking place all over the country. What a bad moment for a girl named Skylar Millie Parker to return home after four years in Canada, quitting a well-paid job. Unexpectedly, something happened on her way home when she met someone who would eventually lead her to an even better job opportunity from a prestigious family. Skylar accepted it without having a hint of the bigger trouble that would appear in her life in the form of a person; a woman named Hera Cythera Arentsvelt. The stories about Cythera intrigued her, even without personally seeing the infamous head of the family as she's always locked in her room. Quiet and mysterious, hauntingly playing Beethoven's Moonlight Sonata. But then the time finally came, and something unexplainable changed inside Skylar the moment she saw the woman behind that name... "I remember vividly the first time I laid my eyes on you. You were wearing your purple robe with the same color as your eyes. I suddenly felt like everything around me had stopped, and you were the only one moving. Slowly taking the steps down the grand stairs. It felt like my breath got stuck in my throat, my heart pumping more blood than it should, and my head whispered to my ear...she looks ethereal." Ngunit ano nga bang malaking gulo na dala ng dalaga sa buhay ni Sky? At ano ang katakot takot na sikreto nito ang siyang tuluyang magpapabago sa buhay niya at sa mga tao sa paligid niya? Worse than that, it looks like Cythera knows something about the infamous serial killer in town... But is she the killer? Anong kaya mong isugal para protektahan ang taong pinaka importante para sayo? Disclaimer: This story is written in Taglish (Tagalog-English)

One school. Two groups. Eight students. Eight personalities. Different attitudes. And... Eight different pains. But got to live in ONE HOUSE. This is BINI fanfiction story. With a big twist. 😁 Disclaimer: I don't own the names of the characters and the name of their group. Some lines are based in real life but the whole part/plot of the story is solely mine and just based from my imagination only.

Gaille (🐨), a hopeless romantic gay girl who's been rejected and feelings are often one-sided, met Serena (🐰), a straight girl who has tons of suitor yet cannot find the certain feeling she needs when looking for a serious relationship, who offered her to engage in a fake relationship for a give-and-take reason: Gaille's efforts will never be in vain anymore and Serena would know what being in a relationship with a girl full of efforts, or Gaille to be specific, feels like. Date Published: May 31, 2024

Sorry Kong matagal mag publish huhu

She wanted justice. But was she hunting a killer... or betraying the woman she still loved? Nicole's murder shattered A'ishah, but nothing hit harder than the name of the accused... Maxine Blair De Luna. The evidence is damning. The truth is suffocating. But the deeper A'ishah digs, the more the lines between love and justice blur. Lies unravel, secrets surface, and a darker game emerges, one neither of them saw coming. Was Maxine a murderer... or just another victim? And when the truth comes out, will it set them free... or destroy them both?

A'ishah stood out in the vibrant city of Manila, not just because she was new, but because her calm demeanor suggests that her poise and serenity are so exceptional that they seem almost too perfect for this world, giving her an almost magical, out of this world beauty. Fresh from London, she moved to the Philippines to take care of her mother, a woman broken by her own husband and now clinging to A'ishah for emotional support. Despite her mother's demands and the weight of these expectations, A'ishah remained a picture of grace and composure. But underneath her serene exterior, A'ishah was struggling. She felt trapped in a cycle of trying to be perfect for her mother, while longing for the freedom to live her own life. It was a tough balancing act, made harder by her mother's relentless need for control. Despite feeling drained, A'ishah held on, buoyed by the love of her supportive best friend who always got her back, Nicole. Nicole is A'ishah's childhood best friend, who was more like a sister and a role model for her. Nicole introduced A'ishah to her circle of friends, and that's when things began to change. These new friends brought warmth and laughter into A'ishah's life, especially Maxine, who was her complete opposite: lovely, chatty, and full of care. Maxine was like a burst of sunshine in A'ishah's previously gloomy world. With each day, A'ishah found herself looking forward to spending time with her new friends. They were helping her rediscover joy and giving her a glimpse of a happier, more fulfilling life. For the first time in a while, she felt like she was on the path to not just surviving but truly living. But everything has an end. An end for all the pain she's going through. But also an end for everything she started to love too. But how can she be selfish? Should she choose the chance to fix their family and leave the life she grew to love with Maxine, or... Just stay. Stay and... work things out.

Eight years had passed since A'ishah left Maxine behind, her heart heavy with regret. Now back in the Philippines, A'ishah has transformed herself, emerging as a sharp, fearless lawyer from London. But her first night out in the city collided with fate in a way she hadn't expected. In the dim light of a bustling bar, she spotted Maxine, her Maxine, now a hardened detective with a steely gaze and a heart as cold as the gun at her hip. She barely acknowledged A'ishah, her tone clipped, her eyes guarded. Any trace of the warmth they'd once shared was buried under layers of detachment, leaving A'ishah's heart hollow yet yearning. But as cases forced them to cross paths, the tension simmered between them, sparkling embers of a love neither could bury. Now, as shadows from their past creep back, A'ishah and Maxine must confront their buried feelings and survive a danger that's closer than they think. Blood-soaked letters surfaced, each message more chilling, with threats that tied directly to the painful memories they'd tried to forget.

I'm Ms. Loverwoman, and I miss my lover, man. - melissa (adapted & inspired from Mr. Loverman)

A #mikhaia AU. Mikha returns from a failed self discovery trip to the US and finds herself reconnecting with people from her past.