Loraes won a race against Primo Villareal for the prize money. But was Primo the real loser in a planned encounter? *** The only thing on Loraes Sovereign Gallardo's mind is winning the race and getting her hands on the prize money. With a past overshadowed by her illegitimacy and the burden of supporting her grandmother, survival means fighting for every peso. She thinks she's racing a stranger until she learns about her opponent--Primiel "Primo" Villareal, a man whose presence she never expected to linger in her life. Victory should have been simple. Primo may have lost the race, yet he seems to be steering everything according to his own plan. Is he truly the loser, or has Loraes stumbled into a game where love is the ultimate wager? DISCLAIMER: This story is written in Taglish. COVER DESIGN: Rayne Mariano

Ametrine Carillo drifts through life, searching for something she can't name--a purpose, a color, a reason to start again. When Elos Villareal saves her by accident, she discovers a love that was never part of the canvas. *** Ametrine Carillo lives in brushstrokes and silence, drifting through a life blurred by abandonment and betrayal. Her mother gambles away their future, her father left them, and still, she clings to her art, desperate to find the color that will make her feel whole again. Then one night, violence finds her. And so does Elos Villareal. He's everything every girl dreams of. And when he pulls her from the brink, their lives collide, and love starts to bloom. Until Ametrine learns the truth: Elos once loved her stepsister, the girl who shares her passion for painting. As old wounds resurface and buried truths unravel, Ametrine must fight not just for love but for the life she's never dared to imagine. Because some hearts are not broken by accident . . . they're torn apart by design. DISCLAIMER: This story is written in Taglish. COVER DESIGN: Rayne Mariano

Macario Karangalan Sandoval

Twillain carries a deep, hidden trauma from a one-night stand at a young age. She spends years dreaming of the same man until she finally meets Deklan Villareal again--the figure from her past--and he offers her not just recognition but the chance of a new beginning. *** Twillain Lovice Sarmiento, a fourth-year education student, only wants to survive her home life and the weight of financial hardship. Tutoring helps her earn a little money, but nothing prepares her for the moment she meets a familiar face at her part-time job. Horace Deklan Villareal, the man who has haunted her dreams for years, suddenly stands before her. Burdened by the guilt of a youthful decision--the termination of a pregnancy she could never forget--Twillain has struggled to move past the shadows of her past. Confronted with Deklan once more, will she let the trauma define her forever, or risk opening her heart to the possibility of a new beginning? DISCLAIMER: This story is written in Taglish. COVER DESIGN: Rayne Mariano

Pallavi

"Hello guys... What have I missed?" "Oh, my God! Tres!" excited na sabi ng mutual friend nilang si Miranda. Tres? The great Alfonso Esquivel The Third? Five years ago, during college, Tres was her boyfriend and she was Tres's sweetheart and they were happily in love with each other. But they broke up--no--she broke up with Tres days after their graduation when she saw him kissing other girl. After that, she never saw Tres again. Until now. At Lucas and Stasha, their mutual friends' wedding day. "Sobrang na-miss kita," sabi ni Miranda na halatang excited. Jorjina heard Tres chuckle. The same sexy drawl. Playful, naughty chuckle. Pinakalma ni Jorjina ang nagririgodon niyang puso bago humarap. And when she did, she met the pair of beautiful brown eyes belonging to the gorgeous Tres Esquivel. Tres was in his gray tuxedo. He was a a little more muscled than he was five years ago. He was sporting a long and messy hair that touched his suit's collar. And a thin eight o' clock shadow beard along his jawline that added character to him. Dangerously and devastatingly handsome. Still. And always. Jorjina met his gaze. Nasa harapan niya ang multo ng kanyang kahapon. All their memories flooded her mind. Bittersweet memories. Their gazes held for a few seconds. And then finally, the right corner of Tres's lips twitched upwad, forming a half-smile. Handsome half-smile that did not reach his bown eyes. "Hello, Jorjina. It's been a while." Sinalubong niya ang tingin ni Tres. "Hello, Tres," matipid na sabi ni Jorjina kasabay ang isang matipid na ngiti. Even if her heart was beating fast. Even if deep inside her heart, she missed him--so much. His beautiful brown eyes. His sexy drawl. His playful chuckle. His flirty smile. And the painful truth that after five, long and unhappy years, she was still hopelessly in love with Tres Esquivel-beyond words and endlessly. A BIG thank you to @yhang__yhang (yhangunnie) for my nice book cover. Please follow her ❤