A love story for the girls who swore they wouldn't fall. She came to India for a seminar - serious, focused, emotionally unavailable. He came with sarcasm, street food, and a smile that made bangle shopping feel like fate. What started as a borrowed shortcut through Jaipur turns into family setups, biryani arguments, and one stolen kiss that ruins all her plans. Now she's torn between a future she dreamed of and a boy who keeps showing up like destiny with a side of cardamom chai. This is not a crush. She swears. Until maybe... it is. --- ©Silid Emiliano 2025 All rights reserved

In a future where the sky has cracked and the cities no longer listen, Alea-an exiled drone engineer-escapes the grip of a sterile megastructure to return to her forgotten hometown. With only her handmade drones, fragments of memory, and a hidden rebellion in her heart, she begins to heal the land no one believed could live again. But she's not alone. Others are waking. And the machines... remember. ✨ A soft sci-fi tale of climate, memory, and choosing to plant life where others built walls. If you believe in quiet revolutions, healing tech, and stories where hope is coded into every line-this is for you. 🌱 Inspired by the question: "What if the future didn't fear nature, but cherished it?" This is a love letter to those who plant hope, even in silence. ©Silid Emiliano 2025 All rights Reserved

They weren't soldiers. Not yet. Just teens trying to survive a summer of early morning wake-up calls, hellish training, mystery punishments, and one unforgettable night under yellow lights. She joined the camp for the thrill-and for the boy who barely knew her name. But by the time school resumed, everything had changed. "When We Were Cadets" is a semi-true story of dancing, blisters, a borrowed phone call, and the kind of memories that never leave-even when the people do. They trained us to survive. But no one prepared us for each other. Some summers don't end. They echo. Not all scars are on the skin. © Silid Emiliano 2025 All rights reserved Disclaimer: This book was translated and made by the author with the help of AI and human review. Thank you for reading .

Sa gitna ng tag-init at alingawngaw ng utos, isang dalagang tahimik ang loob ngunit buo ang loob ang sumabak sa isang pagsubok na hindi lang pisikal, kundi emosyonal at pangkabuuan. Hindi siya atletiko. Wala siyang sapat na gamit. At higit sa lahat, wala siyang katiyakang matatanggap - pero meron siyang puso. Mula sa gupit na pilit, hanggang sa combat boots na hiniram, hanggang sa pagsayaw sa ulan ng kahihiyan at tagumpay - dinala niya ang sarili sa isang mundo ng mga kadeteng pinaluluhod, pinapatayo, at pinatatapang. Isang kwento ng unang pag-ibig, pagtitiis, pakikibaka, at pagbuo ng pagkatao sa kampo ng disiplina. Pasintabi: Isinalin ng may-akda ang aklat na ito sa tulong ng AI at sariling pagsusuri. Salamat sa pagbabasa ng bersyong ito.

"Don't wait for the rain," she whispered. "Be the one who kneels. Who plants. Who stays." When her brother leaves for the city and her family's land turns to dust, Aira chooses not to run - but to stay. With a secondhand laptop, a journal of soil sketches, and a seed of grief, she begins the slow and aching revival of the forgotten fields of Meghvan. Through crescent-shaped soil beds, dew collection, and the quiet joining of unlikely neighbors, Aira proves that sometimes healing begins not with miracles - but with the ones who refuse to leave. A soul-rooted story of grief, green things, and the girl who stayed. ©Silid Emiliano 2025 All Rights Reserved