Diana Lilith Kim Martinez, a girl who fell deeply in love with her best friend, has spent the last fifteen years silently hiding her feelings. She's afraid---afraid that if she confesses, she will lose the one person she cherishes most in this world. For all these years, she kept it to herself, knowing that she had no chance. "Mahal kita, 20 years na,"

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)

Sketching the Artradiction - Rich X Rich NOTE: Typical story

Vanessa Valencia Cervantes, a disaster-certified structural engineer, has spent her life building unshakable foundations-both in her career and her heart. ​ She doesn't need love, and she certainly doesn't need anyone telling her what she's missing. ​ But when an earthquake traps her with Celine Amarante Lucero, a sharp-tongued criminal defense attorney who wears confidence like armor, everything changes. ​ Four days under a broken ceiling turn survival into intimacy, and touch into vows neither of them expected. ​ Now, they're no longer just survivors-they're each other's only case. ​ Objection: Mine. ​ No hearings. No appeals. ​ Just one final ruling-she's hers.

Lingling, a girl born with the intellect of an AI and the strength of a superhero with an emotionless existence was adopted by the eccentric and an elderly woman named Wei during a drunken night. Her life takes an unexpected turn when she reached college and got herself into an arranged marriage with Orm Sethratanapong, the school's bubbly, attention-loving star. Orm, whose quest is to get a single flicker of emotion from Lingling has been a spectacular failure, suddenly finds herself sharing a roof (and possibly a bed?) with his stoic "bride" who loves her cup noodles like a maniac. But just when you think this bizarre marriage can't get any more chaotic, enter Emily, Orm's very jealous cousin, who threatens their newfound bond. Driven by the urge to protect her wife, Lingling's "system" might have just experienced a glitch. A/N: Well, another crazy imagination of mine HAHA. And also, I'm using AI to improve my writing (just the writing style though and some technicalities I don't know about) so yeahh.. just being transparent and just saying HAHA. Enjoy the ride! ┏⁠(⁠＾⁠0⁠＾⁠)⁠┛🫶

She forced her into marriage, then dared her to disobey. Every kiss had a price. Every breath was bait. They touched like lovers, lied like enemies, and rewrote every rule just to break it together. And while the world watched, they kept playing-until power meant nothing, and surrender tasted sweeter than control. Because in a game born of ruin, no one could tell who fell first... Who kissed the hell wide open- Or who, between the two devils left standing, was ever really the poor, little girl.