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Hit Me with Love (Beyond the Scan Series 01) by simariacamilla
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Apolinario Tan Carpio, a Legal Management student from Ateneo de Manila, was suddenly struck-not by a ball, a bat, or even a courtroom objection-but by something far more dangerous: the love of Kavish Montero, a radiologic technology student from De La Salle University.
Glasses And Cigarettes by anxiousady
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joshia x adonis
Echoes of the Heartbeat (Love On Levels Series #1) by maeven_
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BL STORY | COMPLETED
Of Thunders, Cigarettes, and Heartbreaks (Sweater Weather Series #1) by starjeizing
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sanjo & kit bl story | completed
In Every Hues (After Hues Duology #1) by soulleal
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How did we become strangers after knowing each other two deeply to forget?
Behind the Blue Skies (Strawberries and Cigarettes Series #3) by Ineryss
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Beneath a Starless Night (Sunshine and Midnight #4) by flosybloom
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basnbl ࣪ ִֶָ☾. 08.28.25 - .ᐣ.ᐣ.ᐣ
The Enemy He Answered For (Race Draft #1) by kiyaryth
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Dylan & Kenji | ongoing
Always Have Been, Always Will Be | ✓ by elshimore
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Might not. Probably won't. Maybe never. Unlikely. Doubtful. Despite being everything he could have been, Elize constantly settled in the dark, lurking with the impossibles and uncertainties. He believed that he would grow up and take the path of life in a single route with one straight line; no turns, no shortcuts. Perhaps it was because his one and only flesh and blood prompted him to think that if he didn't act like how he was made and how he was supposed to be, he would never reach the light at the end of the tunnel, or never reach his dreams, never be accepted, never be treated seriously...never be loved. The word "Always" was never in Elize's vocabulary-an exception with always doubting, always trying, always...just dreaming. But never the good kind of "Always". Then he tasted it, the bittersweet sensation in his tongue when his mother left him to work abroad. Elize then started to thrive, meet new friends, socialize, be a human...fall in love. For the first time, Elize felt free, felt genuine, felt...guilty? Guilty...was it because he felt glad his mother left, or because he met someone that made him start to feel the Always' in his Nevers? Regardless, he dedicated his whole life in chasing that assurance in his world of doubts, and he simply could not back out now. But when good things come to an end, the choice is yours if you want to let it go, or fight for it. If you choose the latter, make sure to draw blood and fight until you're dead. Just like Elize did.