When her longtime boyfriend proposes to her, Nari does not seem happy. She rejects him, hoping he would understand. But two years, seven days, three hours, five minutes, and thirty seconds later, Nari enters a church and watches him get married to someone else. *** At 21, Nari Miranda graduates from college wanting to complete her bucket list-being independent, visiting the US, traveling Europe, and adopting a dog-so when Benny, her longtime boyfriend proposes and surprises her with a house-their own house--she doesn't feel right. Until she follows the first thing she thinks of that moment: she rejects him. Nari hopes that everything will still be okay between them, but seeing Benny with another girl becomes too much for her. Feeling broken, she goes to a bar to drink her pain away and meets Preston, the man she always coincidentally crosses paths with, not knowing her life will take a whole new different turn. DISCLAIMER: This story is written in Taglish COVER DESIGNED BY: Louise De Ramos

Yvette dela Merced wanted to use her beauty and charm to take back Cassiopeia, her aunt's ancestral house, from the owner of the Pratley, Inc. But she did not expect to make a mistake... causing her to spent an eventful night with none other than the Prince of Hell and Australia's richest finance magnate, Phoenix Arthur Dizeriu. ******* Yvette dela Merced, a beautiful gallery owner and a woman who has never been in a relationship, is fierce enough to take the Cassiopeia back in her hands. Nang magkasakit ang tiyahin ni Yvette, napilitan siyang ibenta ang bahay sa isang pribadong kompanya-ang Pratley, Inc. Now, her mission is to reclaim the ancestral property. Nagdesisyon si Yvette na gamitin to her advantage ang matagal nang pagkagusto sa kanya ni Carlos Pratley-ang inakala niyang may-ari ng kompanya. Kaya naman sa unang pagkakataon ay makikipag-date siya rito. Yvette had unexpectedly fallen and made love with her date. Matapos ang ilang buwan, nalaman niya na ang lalaking nakasama niya no'ng gabing iyon ay hindi si Carlos Pratley but the real owner of Pratley, Inc-none other than the Prince of Hell #3 himself-Phoenix Arthur Dizeriu. CONTENT WARNING: This story has mature scenes which are not suitable for young readers.

What if you only have one chance to live... how would you spend it? This isn't a fairytale. This is my story. My tears of faith. Disclaimer: The story is written in Filipino/tagalog. ______________________ AyamiLu © Copyright 2014 All rights reserved.

Elevators. Airplanes. Palaman ng Sandwich. Yung feeling na papunta ka pa lang at excited ka pa lang sa pupuntahan mo. Yung feeling na palapit pa lang yung birthday mo. Yung feeling na palapit pa ang isa pang espesyal na araw. Yung feeling na ilang oras na lang ay pasko na. Yung feeling na tatlong araw na lang simula na ulit ng pasukan. Yung feeling na nasa gitna ka pa lang at di ka pa nakakarating. Yung feeling na malapit na pero hindi pa. Yun ang laging gusto ko. Yung nasa gitna pa lang. Yung nasa gitna ka ng dalawang bagay. Gitna ng isang building. Gitna ng langit at lupa. Gitna ng dalawang matatabang tinapay. Gitna ng byahe papuntang disneyland. Mas gusto ko yung feeling tuwing nagbabyahe kesa doon sa nakarating ka na. Mas gusto ko yung feeling na may inaantay ka kesa doon sa nandyan na. I always like the things in between. "You only like things in between, Coreen. You only like the chase... You only want me chasing after you. You don't want to decide... Pero pakiusap naman, magdesisyon ka na, kasi tao rin naman ako, nasasaktan. And you? I don't think nararamdaman mo yung sakit na nararamdaman ko... You are just too heartless."

One drunken day, Cassandra gets the proposal she can never refuse from the arrogant Philip Strindberg. Thrown into a marriage she never wanted in the first place, Cassandra will struggle on how to maintain her carefree attitude while trying to keep her cool whenever she is around her husband. Pranks, adventure, chores, and secrets will test their transient marriage. In the end, will there be a chance for their transient charade to become permanent?