(Blind Date Series #1) Riona Therese Salazar is no stranger to the weight of responsibility. Between juggling school deadlines and managing her expenses, she has chosen the harder path of training herself to be independent. Though her mother abroad and her aunt whom she lives with, along with her pesky and endlessly annoying cousin make sure she's well supported, Riona insists on standing on her own two feet. Life, for the most part, is stable and manageable. Love, however, has never been on her priority list until the unexpected happened. When she discovered that her longtime high school crush had transferred to her university, the carefully built walls around her heart began to tremble. Suddenly, the life she thought she had neatly under control didn't feel so simple anymore.

(Blind Date Series #2) Selene Gail Rivera is the epitome of sophistication, especially when it comes to matters of the heart. She has no patience for loud, boisterous personalities anything that disturbs her carefully guarded peace is an automatic dismissal. But everything shifts the moment a certain basketball player at her university sets his sights on her. He's persistent, spirited, and impossibly loud everything she swore she'd never entertain. Yet against her better judgment, she finds herself letting him in, because resisting someone like him is far easier said than done.

(Blind Date Series #3) Nicolette Villacorta once believed in love with her whole heart until her first boyfriend shattered that belief with betrayal. Since then, she's developed a quiet aversion to romance not hatred, but disinterest. She's done wasting time on emotionally unavailable men who treat relationships like auditions. Especially when she gives her all. She doesn't want to be anyone's rebound, therapist, or training ground. She's not asking for perfect just someone real, someone ready. But healing has a funny way of sneaking up on you. In the stillness of moving on, Nicolette discovers that love, when you're no longer chasing it, has a way of finding you. And maybe, just maybe, the kind of love worth keeping doesn't come with grand gestures it arrives with quiet certainty, disguised as something you almost missed.