A place where everything is mysterious, enchanting, bloody, and shitty. Entering is the other way of suicidal. Just one wrong move and everything will blur. A lot of secrets are being hid. Not the typical school to have fun. Death is everywhere. Bad, worse, worst, monster and evil are scattered. Must shut your mouth, never against to anyone. "Once you enter, there's no turning back." Never trust your curiosity, it could just drive you straight to hell. WELCOME TO HELL UNIVERSITY! --**-- Date Started: February 8, 2016 Date Finished: August 17, 2016. Mystery/Thriller/Teen-Fiction Book Cover by PixyGoddess

Started: 04/27/2021 Ended: 08/24/2021 Ang hirap palang tumanda. Ang hirap magbayad ng bills. Ang hirap suportahan ng pamilyang akala ay isang milyon ang suweldo mo. Ang hirap ngumiti sa nanay na mataas ang tingin sa'yo pero hindi ka kayang ipagtanggol. Ang hirap tabihan sa hapagkainan ng tatay na pinag-uubusan mo ng pera pero hindi ka maalala. Ang hirap mag-abot ng tulong sa kapatid na baon sa utang. Ang hirap intindihin ng hipag na nakakapagpa-rebond pa kahit kapos na kapos na. Ang hirap pakisamahan ng bunsong halos ilahad ang mga palad tuwing makikita ka. Ang hirap ngitian ng mga taong tanong nang tanong kung bakit hindi ka pa nakakapag-asawa. Ang hirap humarap sa mundong isasampal sa'yo na mag-isa ka. Tulong, bigay, utang. Isang iling mo lang, madamot ka na. Kasama mo sila kapag may maibibigay ka, pero hindi mo sila mahahanap kapag wala na. Ikaw ang kakayod, sila ang tutuka. Ikaw ang iiyak sa pagod, sila ang magtatamasa. Iyon ang summary ng buhay ko. Sobra-sobra ang naririnig na paghingi, kulang na kulang ang naririnig na pasasalamat. Sobra-sobra ang pagpapasensya, kulang na kulang ang natatanggap na pagpapahalaga. Sobra-sobra ang binabayaran, kulang na kulang sa kasiyahan. Kaya nang dumating sa buhay ko ang nag-iisang lalaking hindi ako nakita bilang naglalakad na alkansya, ang nag-iisang lalaking nakinig sa mahabang listahan ko ng problema, ang nag-iisang lalaking nagbigay sa akin ng kakaibang saya, ipinangako ko sa sarili na sa gitna ng hirap ng pagtanda, magtitiis ako basta't siya ang kasama. Kahit pa ang kapalit noon ay pagtalikod sa minahal na pamilya. Kahit pa ang kapalit noon ay paglaban sa mundong pinatatakbo ng kapangyarihan at pera. Kahit pa ang kapalit noon ay ang pagdurusa't pag-iisa. Siya ang ginhawa, pahinga, at kasiyahan ko. Dumating man ang araw na tanaw ko na ang dulo. Dumating man ang araw na wala na kaming sagot sa lahat ng bakit at paano. Dumating man ang araw na pareho na kaming talo.

Mahal kita, ikaw na best friend ko.

Love is like a book, where each chapter unfolds new pages of joy and sorrow, revealing new people that may stand as a lesson and twists that strengthen our understanding and attachment, eventually weaving a sole, unequaled, and intricate story of love, growth, and life. Would Sixto Basaltta be capable of fixing the torn pages of his book of love towards a woman who writes her own story?

Love is like a painting, where each moment adds a new layer of color and texture, like happiness and pain, blending the bright hues of joy and the dark hues of sadness, with the softer tones of understanding and the rougher tones of grief, gradually creating a unique masterpiece that reflects the depth and intricacy of a shared journey. Just like how soft Sakivino Basaltta's brush strokes, would he be able to paint his love on a grand canvas?

COMPLETED The best part of love is capturing all the bliss, grief, blues, and felicities, and put it on a frame where you can reminisce the entire moments like a film on the cinema. But just like how Savino Basaltta's camera survived all the love and pain, the hatred and the hope, the courage and the cowardice, the innocence and the guilt, would he withstand everything for the second time around? Or would everything be abandoned as a mere photograph?

Teen-Fiction It was a teenage love that revolves around butterflies, family, and academics. A genuine love in a wrong time.

(COMPLETED) WARNING: R-18 Luciana Rose Cambrige currently known as Luciana Rose Miller, the real heir of the Miller Company, thought that she will forever be in love with her childhood best friend whose now happily married. She gave up of the thought that she's going to marry someone else aside from him. She told herself that marrying no longer make sense if it's not him. But all her thoughts disappeared when a man from a small town at Trivino came into her life, Ariel Lucas Tonio. She never saw herself falling for a man who can't afford the things she wants. But she can't afford watching him in pain because of another woman, the wife of her childhood best friend. And so she can say she's stupid for chasing someone she can't have... again. But she will do anything to make him fall in love with her. She will join the battle field and cease the war upon the sunrise, no matter how bloody the war can be.

(COMPLETED) Time is gold-people say, and regaining love takes more than a lifetime particularly when it was under a misty spell.

[COMPLETED] Precious Snow Villegas can't help but feel envious yet proud towards her parents. Watching her parents falling in love with each other everyday makes her believe that true love really exists. They are the definition of how powerful love is. But even so, she can not help but wonder what it feels like? Where to find it? How to find it? And why she can not seem to find it? In the world filled with random people with different perspectives; filled with lucky couples falling in love, why does it seems to her that she could not find the love she wished for? Or is it just because she never tried looking at the man who was there all along?