Zora Sterling has everything, she is beautiful, she is rich, her parents own the school everyone would kill to get in to, the only thing that makes Zora tick is Jade Winslow, the low life no one who shouldn't even be there, Zora has to break her, ruin her and destroy everything still alive inside her until she runs back to where she came from, far away from her sight. Jade Winslow was lucky enough to get in a school like this with a scholarship, because this way she'll most likely get into her dream school Crownridge in England, that's the only thing that keeps her going that she only needs to survive one more year, only needs to survive one more year with Zora Sterling, who represents everything she hates. It's one more year, everything will go smoothly without any complications, right?

Rumor says Professor Alhaina Montemayor buried the truth where wild roses bloom. Cielara Sanz Imperial should stay away. But secrets taste sweeter when you're the one who lights the match. One wants to forget. One wants to ruin.

Victoria Laisle Ruiz, the well-known Psychology professor at Park Wood University. Simply a goddess without even trying, but definitely cold hearted. Or so they thought. She is elegant in any way and her presence screams dominance. No one dared to get to know her, as people tend to let her stoic and cold appearance gets the best of them. Not until the quiet and beautiful Krystal Vonne Reilly started her senior year at Park Wood, causing Victoria's world to flip. "Now you tell me, do you like me or not? Don't I ever have even the slightest effect on you?" Kyrstal said in a strangely serious tone, looking directly at her eyes. PS. Grammatical errors ahead. Will edit this once the whole thing is done. Enjoy

She was the loudest voice in the room. She was the professor who hated noise. Neither expected the other to become the one thing they couldn't silence. In the world of architecture-where every line, shadow, and structure hides a secret-an exuberant student and her guarded professor slowly find themselves drawn together. What begins as irritation becomes fascination... and what they build in silence may change them both forever.

In the vibrant, chaotic heart of the bustling city, two women from different worlds collide. Bellamy, a dazzling social media influencer, seeks depth beyond the screen, while Lorelie, a fiercely independent writer, craves authenticity in a city of fleeting trends. When they're forced to collaborate, their contrasting personalities ignite sparks of both friction and undeniable attraction. As they grapple with the pressures of career ambitions and societal expectations, they discover a love that challenges their beliefs and pushes them to embrace their true selves. But when success pulls them in opposite directions, they must confront their deepest fears: Can their love survive the distance, or will the ghosts of what was haunt them forever?

Dr. Hope Eloise Sullivan has always known how to survive anything with a smile. A joke here, a tease there, a well-timed punchline to soften every blow. When things get complicated, she laughs louder. When something hurts, she talks faster. Humor is her shield, and she wears it effortlessly. Atty. Zantasia Cazhielle Leviste, on the other hand, is precision personified. With her, everything is measured. Every word deliberate. Every emotion folded neatly where no one can reach it. She does not fidget. She does not overshare. She does not unravel. If Hope is chaos wrapped in sunlight, Zantasia is structure wrapped in silence. One hides behind laughter. The other behind control. They move through life exactly as they should. Professional. Untouchable. Perfectly aligned with what the world expects of them. But somewhere between denial and desire, between beautiful hope and beautiful goodbye- how do you walk away from something that feels like it was always yours? Disclaimer: This story is written in Taglish. Contains a sapphic (wlw) romance. Some scenes may include mature themes and strong language.

After suffering a tragic memory loss, Sunnie Rae, also known as Paeng, lived a simple and happy life among the aged in an institution for the elderly. Following her dream to become a successful Master Chef was never a piece of cake. Her godly tongue and stupidly blunt mouth was a gift and a curse at the same time. Hence, she jumped at the chance to study in the city when it presented itself, believing that it was the sign she had been waiting for. Cornelia, with a highly eventful past, was the most feared Professor at their university. The she-devil who has never fallen in love with anyone. Yet, just by looking at this one student in particular who never stops flashing that dumb angelic smile and has honey-colored eyes causes her to get a sensation she doesn't want to exist. Even more so, she is constantly tempted by those alluring lips without even trying. It aggravates her to no end. The history will repeat itself. Will they choose to ignore the burning sentiments they have begun to feel for one another? Or will they continue to fuel the fire? ⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆｡ ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆ Status: Ongoing Language: Tagalog-English

Celeste Elara Vienne Esquivel.

[WLW] [TAGLISH] Lucifer has one dear daughter. "God only knows, but you'll never leave her." - The 1975 Her name is Heia Rhiannon Marchesi Verridien. Say it slow. She doesn't answer to it all the time. Because the devil is a liar. And his daughter is a crowded room. Heia. Rhiannon. Rhirhi. Could there be another one? Do not confuse them. One pulls you in. One pushes you away. And one doesn't even know you. Some girls save you from fire. Other girls set your house on fire just to carry you out of it. She might exactly be the latter. It wasn't the eviction notice that ruined Charlie Vivienne's life. It wasn't even the fire that swallowed her apartment whole. It was the hand that pulled her out. Because the woman who saved Charlie's life might be the very same monster who destroyed it years ago. While Charlie is busy memorizing the angles of Heia's jaw, Heia is busy trying to scrub blood off her hands from a murder she does not remember committing. The original sin wasn't eating the forbidden fruit. It was falling in love with the devil's daughter. And it is without salvation... Because you will never ask to be saved. "I built a church between the devil's thighs. I only kneel for her." WARNING: This story contains psychologically complex, morally gray characters and uses religious imagery metaphorically. If that unsettles you, this might not be for you. Genre: Psychological Romance, Political Thriller

"Noong umalis siya, para nang namatay ang buong pagkatao ko." - Eli