Gaia Yvonne K. Lorenzo was a star who fell from grace. After exposing her best friend's deepest secret and publicly admitting her ultimate betrayal, gumuho ang karera niya sa ilalim ng matinding bashing at panghuhusga. Now, she is living under a hidden name, completely trapped in her own guilt. Ang tanging takbuhan niya? Ang madilim at tahimik na rooftop ng kaniyang bagong apartment. ​Maraiah C. Santiago was a lawyer who knew everything about justice, but absolutely nothing about fixing her own broken heart. Sanay siyang humarap sa korte, pero gabi-gabi siyang natatalo ng pangungulila sa isang pag-ibig na hindi naging para sa kaniya. ​On a cold, dark night, their worlds accidentally collided on that exact rooftop.​ Gaia is running away from her crimes, while Yara is defending a heart that's already dead. In a world that never stops judging, can a quiet rooftop with a view of the city lights be the sanctuary where they finally learn how to breathe again?

Euphemia Vandeleur has never had to wait in line for anything until a five foot street-food vendor tells her to wait her turn. Hungry after leaving a fancy event, she stops by a small cart near campus and meets Carmelita Amor Pinili, a working scholar who is not impressed by her surname, her money, or her attitude. What starts with one order and too many cups of extra sauce soon becomes Euphemia's reason to come back every night. The sauce was good. But the vendor was better.

"It's moving!" "Ha? Alin?" "Yung larawan ng anghel!" "Alam mo Bebang kung ano ano sinasabi mo." "Bahala ka nga dyan! Basta lalabas na ako. Sabi ko na nga ba may something dito sa lumang bahay ng family mo" I shook my head while watching her disappear through the doorway. Muli kong tinignan ang larawan ng isang magandang anghel sa dingding ng bahay. Ito yata ang pinakamalaking portrait dito sa ancestral house ng family ko. "Hindi naman gumagalaw e"- mahinang bulong ko bago tumalikod at lumabas. Hindi ako naniniwalang may buhay ang isang larawan. Wala naman ganun sa totoong buhay e kaya wala akong dapat ikabahala sa pagtira dito sa lumang bahay ng mga lolo at lola ko. That portrait wasn't moving.. or maybe I'm wrong?

Freen Salvatore is a business woman and a part-time professor who do not believe in love. Serenity Arya Apostol is a college student who's not interested in love. Her studies and her family was her priorities. But what if the world of this two collides? Does a person who do not believe in love and a person who's not interested in love-- will they fall in the trap of love?

Ianah Khicel has always struggled with face blindness, a condition that keeps her from recognizing others by their features. It's a challenge that isolates her in a world where appearances matter, until she meets Professor Asteria Zee. Despite her inability to see faces, Ianah memorizes Zee's through her heart-the gentle way Zee listens, the warmth in her smile, the quiet strength in her voice. Their connection deepens beyond the classroom, as respect grows into something neither expected: a love that feels as real as it is undeniable. But just as Ianah dares to believe in their future together, fate has other plans. Zee's estranged father, a wealthy and influential figure in the engineering world, harbors a deep resentment for Ianah-not because of who she is, but because of her growing closeness to her daughter, Zee. Driven by bitterness and jealousy, he uses his power to sabotage Ianah's future, putting her engineering license at risk and threatening everything she's worked for. With their love now at the mercy of the man who wants to tear them apart, Ianah must face the harsh reality: Can a love built on trust and the heart survive the betrayal of a powerful enemy, or will they both lose everything-career and love-to the unforgiving forces of family and ambition? Highest Rank: #1 profxstudent #4 intersex #5 gxg #6 Angst Started: October 19, 2023 Finished: December 25, 2023

"My heart was full and got torn apart because of you."

UNDER A MAJOR REVISION

"You're my betrothed." "Naliligaw ka, Miss." Inis na isasara ko na sana yung pinto ng humarang sya doon. "I don't think so. You're Terry Alcatraz right?" Terry has never been terrified all her life, ngayon lang. As she is now standing infront of a Goddess in the form of this woman with 5'10 height, pinkish white skin na hindi yata sanay sa araw, ash gray hair, at yung malalamlam na mga mata na akala mo laging inaantok. Am I still dreaming? "Sino ka ba?" "I'm your betrothed." Hay nako. May baliw na naman na naligaw. I pity her. Maganda nga. Baliw naman. "You got it wrong. Babae ako, Miss." Tsk. Bibigyan ka na nga lang din ng kapareha. Babae pa na mas maganda sayo at may saltik sa utak. Where's justice? "No. I'm in the right place. We're engaged." "Baliw ka ba?" Asar na tanong ko na sa kanya. Nauubos na ang pasensya ko dahil inaantok pa ko. Nagtatakang tiningnan ako ng mga matang kulay tsokolate na iyon. "Me?" Hinagod pa ako nito ng tingin mula ulo hanggang paa. "Shit, why am I trapped with you? I wonder. I could have atleast chose a better one. My toenails is way more appealing than you!" Ano daw? Sa sobrang inis ko ay hindi ko napigilang hubarin ang suot kong house slippers at batuhin sya niyon. Sino ba naman ang hindi maiinis? Kagigising mo lang ay may kakatok na sa tapat ng pintuan nyo para lang mangtrip. Pagkatapos sasabayan pa ng panglalait. Tila naman umurong lahat ng tapang ko ng mag angat ng tingin mula sa tsinelas na tumama sa pisngi nito ang babaeng iyon na may pares ng kulay tsokolateng mata. She gave me a chillin' smile pagkatapos ay dinampot ang tsinelas ko saka ubod ng lakas na binato din sakin yung tsinelas ko. Fudge! My pretty face! "There, we're quits. That's what engaged people do. They give and take." pagkatapos ay ngumiti ng pagkatamis tamis na akala mo santita. "Hmm. Bakit parang mas maganda pa sayo yung slippers mo? You could have bought a face too." Ano daw? Papatayin ko talaga tong baliw na babaeng ito. ***

"Change your clothes." Napatingin ako sa suot ko. It's just a knee-length simple dress. Formal naman para sa meeting namin ngayon kasama ng mga investor nya. Sinundo na nya ako sa unit dahil lagi akong nalelate. "Problema mo ba? I'm decent. It's not my fault that you're just out-fashioned." Sinulyapan ko pa yung suot nyang dark blue pant suit na katerno ng suot nyang white na tops at dark blue blazer. Masyadong conservative tingnan. "Just change your clothes." This time, pautos na iyon. "Ayoko nga. Bakit hindi ikaw ang magpalit ng dam-" Napasinghap ako nang hablutin nya ako palapit sa kanya. "You are utterly indecent." Mahinang bulong pa nito. Pakiramdam ko para akong ipinako sa pwesto ko habang magkadikit kaming dalawa. "Change your clothes or I'll do it for you?" Napalunok muna ako ng ilang beses bago sinalubong yung mga mata nya. I am Alliston Parker, hindi ako natatakot sa kanya. "Change Alli. I don't want to get into trouble tonight." "Trouble?" Itinuro nya ako. "It's a sin to look so tempting and dashing like that, it's not fair." She murmured again under her breath. Nalilitong tiningnan ko si Louella. "Tempting and dashing?" Baliw ba sya? Hindi na nga ako nag-ayos dahil aawayin na naman nya ako pag nahuli kami. Umiling ito na para bang gusto na akong sapakin. "Basta magpalit ka! Ayoko ng ganyang suot mo. Mag-jeans ka na lang. You're not even the one I'm bargaining to them. Make yourself presentable and decent, atleast." Inggitera talaga itong matandang ito. Palibhasa napaglipasan na ng panahon. Yung kagaya kasi nitong malapit ng mawala sa kalendaryo yung naiinsecure sa mga ganitong itsura na gaya ng sakin. "Ibigay mo na kaya sakin yung kailangan ko sayo para tigilan na natin ito? Sarap mo talagang patayin na lang." Bubulong - bulong na sabi ko. Napapikit na lang ako nang maramdaman na lumulutang na ako sa ere. Damn! "Ang dami mong reklamo." Naiiritang sambit nito. "Let me just show you how tempting you look for me." *

Some write letters, But some leave corpses. Detective x Genius Psychopath x Heiress xxxxx TAGLISH xxxxx