[STATUS: COMPLETED] Apollo to Icarus. "Golden child, Lion boy; Tell me what's like to conquer. Fearless child, Broken boy; Tell me what's like to burn." - oh darling, even rome fell // p.s (via madzie-bane) *** Everything had always been in its proper place. Until it wasn't. In the final year of her college life, something shifted like a crack forming beneath glass. And Alexandra, who had always trusted the structure of things, began to notice how easily everything could fracture. It didn't happen all at once. Identity blurred into something uncertain. Family became a weight she could neither carry nor escape. And then, without warning, death brushed too close, leaving behind a silence that lingered longer than it should. Alexandra didn't shatter. She descended into a hollow space where survival felt more instinct than choice, and destruction followed like a shadow she could not outrun. A beginning. But rebirth is never gentle. Transformation demands a cost. And not everything that rises is meant to be saved. Was Alexandra ever meant to escape the invisible prison that life had so carefully built around her? Or was she always destined to fall- like Icarus, who mistook the illusion of freedom for flight and paid for it in ruin? ICARUS FALLS: Book I As of September 2021: #1 Freelgbt #9 Psychological Disclaimer: This story is written in Taglish Cover Design: ThePigWhoDoesntOink

Katana Gail Velasco had been an achiever since grade school. Her classmates and friends admired her for always being at the top of the class. She made sure to stay there, not just for herself, but to make her parents proud. Then came Jamie Larisha Escodero. A transfer student. Smart and confident. Suddenly, Katana wasn't the only one shining. And she hated it. She hated her. It felt like Jamie had stolen her spotlight, the one thing Katana had worked so hard to keep. But as time passed, her frustration toward Jamie only grew stronger. Every glance, every smirk, every little victory Jamie claimed sent Katana's blood boiling. What she didn't know was that, with every glare and every word of annoyance, Jamie's feelings for her only deepened. Because every time Katana got mad, Jamie didn't feel irritated- she felt something else entirely. Butterflies. "I-I think I'm in love with her..."