There is no politician above him. There is no authority to end him. There will never be a man with a status higher than his. He is Virtus Lux. He is the Bone Cutter. The most ruthless one in history. His job? Remove the corruption of the United States government, one kill at a time. His goal? Get a wife to establish the Bone Harvester. Every Bone Cutter needs a Bone Harvester at their side. So, why is it that every wife of his ends up dead? He is the threat parents tell their kids at night. The murderer nobody wants to face. After all, he killed six of his wives. His heart shows no evidence of being real, perhaps he was even born without one. Wasn't he? Being a Bone Cutter is his greatest dream. Isn't it? All six of his wives ended up dead. Didn't they? Who, above anything else, is Uri Ruben; the young man who stands by his side throughout every interview, and media coverage? And are they even a man at all?

PUBLISHED UNDER CLOAK POP FICTION What's dead should stay dead. When you mess with the natural order, things could go horribly wrong. Having a six-hundred year old rotting soul, for example. Or discovering that your boss is the son of the Devil. I am Aramis Rayne. Full-time familiar. Part-wraith. Occupation: prevent the end of the world. Sounds impossible? You haven't seen the worst part yet.

Maria Clara is commonly used to symbolize the purity, chastity and innocence of a woman. Pero ano na bang year ngayon? It's already 2017, halos lahat na ng kababaihan ay kung manamit ay labas na ang kaluluwa, kaya parang unti-unti ng nawawala ang pagiging Maria Clara ng mga Pilipina. Pero sa isang probinsya ng LaFilipina ay may isang babaeng nagngangalang Maria Clara, her name is innocent and believe me or not, dalang-dala niya rin ang katangian ng isang Maria Clara, inosente, mahinhin, mabait, matalino, at ubod ng ganda. Sabihin mo na lahat ng mabuting katangian, name it and she has it all. But, she was destroyed because of Miguel, a devil, a womanizer and a fucker who fucks all as well as your soul. He fell and got hurt, he misses Maria Clara, will he get Maria Clara back? Or will he live forever regretting that he destoryed a Maria Clara?

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(FHS #4) Tired of running away from her nightmares, Kirsten returns to Filimon Heights to make peace and start anew. Little does she know, returning has its own consequences. Deadly ones.

Dearil's boring soul-collecting job turns his existence upside down when he mistakenly knocks on the wrong door. He is supposed to reap someone else's life but he finds Zab instead. When the mean grim reaper falls for a crazy lost soul, can their otherworldly relationship even stand a chance? *** After being "cursed" and thrown out of heaven, Dearil lived as a mean, hot-headed grim reaper. He didn't care about the people and grim reapers around him, his patience always running thin. But when he mistakenly knocked on Zab's door, thinking that he's supposed to reap her soul, his boring existence turned upside down. Zab wasn't supposed to see him and this piqued his interest. With tension growing and feelings brewing, could a grim reaper have a shot of a happy ending with a lost soul who had been eluding death countless times? Disclaimer: This story is written in Taglish. Cover Design by Rayne Mariano.

Vander # 1 Ryu Vander-Morisson 02152019

On November 3rd, 2006, an anomaly occurred. An incidence so rare, the world has never witnessed such a thing. On that peculiar night, a star fell, and along with it, so did a living, breathing boy. Rosie Cardel was only seven the night the star boy fell onto her family's farm. Her parents being asleep at the hour, didn't realize their daughter left the house in the middle of the night to see what it was that fell out of the sky. It was then, that Rosie met Icah, the alien boy who lived in the fallen star. He was a kind boy, he looked human, but he wasn't human. Icah, having no idea what to do after his star fell, decided to do exactly what his elders taught him if he ever found himself stranded on Earth. He linked himself, all of himself, his heart, and breath, and thoughts, and body to Rosie. Allowing him to live within her body, her mind, and the brink of her soul. Rosie, ecstatic at first that she has a new friend that will never leave her side, soon realizes as she gets older, that having an unearthly being dwelling inside you is dangerous, and not the marvel she thought it was, especially when the government gets involved.

Kakaibang mga nilalang. Mga kaluluwang hindi matahimik. Mga ordinaryong taong may misteryosong mga kaibigan. Lahat sila ay bumibisita sa 4F para humingi ng tulong sa nagmamay-ari ng silid na si Sibyl at sa pakialamerong katiwala ng dorm na si Nasus. Gaano kaordinaryo ang isang ordinaryong araw sa nasabing silid? NOTE: Not a horror story.

CLOSE YOUR EYES AND IMAGINE THIS WORLD. Gods are created by a mighty force, a force to balance the universe, every galaxy, world, and life. **** Camille tastes the blood on her lips. She's nauseous and weak; still, she forces her brain to stay awake. Ignoring the pain of reopening old injuries. There are more bruises she can't hide, more pain to bear, but she's finally tired to do it in silence. She wipes the humiliating tears off her face. "Don't you dare touch me again." she defies the monster. "I don't even think God is on your side," he says with a reeking smell of alcohol. At the same time, a loud thunder with the brightest lightning illuminates the sky, the rain pours heavily A tall man elegantly walks forward, evidently upset he glances at the girl with the corner of his beautiful crystal blue eyes, tearing apart the man who has dared to put his hands on the girl he's been trying to protect. "A leech like you would never understand the depths of my trust for this girl." The God of Water stands behind her, like a bodyguard. "Giving up has never been an option for you, perhaps taking the garbage out of your way can help you find your freedom." The mysterious man says. Just as he finishes his sentence, a bolt of lightning strikes loudly in the sky. He turns to face the monster as he freezes in shock, He knows, this time he won't be forgiven.