[DISCONTINUED] Leverest Jenova Alder was born in a family of prosecutors. However, he wants to take a different path and instead become a doctor. Considering him having a loving family, they supported him. He was clear with his one and only goal. And when he was working hard to reach it, pumasok sa buhay niya si Astrish Helix Kimenez, ang babaeng hindi alam kung ano talaga ang gustong kuning kurso. Ang babaeng takot abutin ang totoong pangarap. AWARDS WON: 🥉3rd Place in Spotlight Book Awards Credits to @geminivy for the amazing book cover! All rights reserved. ©2020

How #2 of How Trilogy Paano nga ba makalimot? Was it really learned at all? Are there steps, guidelines, and requirements for it to be learned? Ang paglimot ba ay kailangan pang matutunan? Kailangan pa ba itong pagaralan? Hindi ba pwedeng makalimot nalang agad pagkatapos ng lahat? Kaia Elizabeth Fonacier, followed her heart than her brain for the very first time, she took risk and let all her guard be down but with these, she got hurt. Very first cut, very first pain, very first heart break. How can she deal with it? How can she mend the fresh wound when she can clearly tell she's not yet over, they're not yet over. Paglimot ba ang sagot sa lahat ng sakit? Or it would just hurt her more if she keeps trying to forget? Whose side is talking now, the heart or brain? Who wants to forget? Who wants to be forgotten? Is she really willing to learn how to forget? Cover made by Abegail Vidal

She was always there, but he never once allowed their paths to cross with one another. She had always been that "number one fan" way before he made it big as a singer-songwriter. Eliseo Salvatierra never thought that one day, he'd find himself dedicating his songs to Mia Takahashi, his biggest fangirl and an online stranger. But the question is, will she forever support him in his milestones? Or will she forever stay as the girl... he never met? An epistolary. Cover edited by: @iamanneruth Art (c): @annaabolaart on Instagram

Searra Natasha Sanz is a dull person--just as what most people would say. Apparently, she's boring. Hindi siya 'yung tipong iniiwasan ng iba dahil kilala siya bilang isang napaka-boring na tao. She's just simply inexistent; her presence is always never felt. Until she meets someone just as silent as her. And as weird as it may sound, she finally found someone who can see more than what the others could see in her. At nagsimula ang lahat ng iyon sa isang ballpen--na may pangalan. Because when she picked it up, she never thought that she'd also pick up the pieces of his broken heart. An epistolary. Cover edited by: @iamanneruth Art (c): @annaabolaart on Instagram

[THIS IS A ONE SHOT STORY] Sometimes you don't need eyes to see love. You just need a pure heart to feel it.

Nagsimula ang lahat sa alak. All I could think of, all I could see was him. Halos lagi namang ganun. This man makes me crazier all the time. Not just because he's full of perfections. IT'S SO HARD TO GET HIS ATTENTION. That drives me crazier every time naiisip ko. Nag-uusap lang kami for business purposes. Other than that, mahirap marinig ang reply niya kapag nakikipag-usap ka. What's worse is he's doing all the things he could do to avoid me or make me go away when all I did is just being friendly cause I like him. I like him so damn much. Pero wala akong ginawang makakasira ng dignidad ko. Never did I throw myself to him para maglevel up kami. Never ko yung ginawa at never ko yung gagawin. Nakatitig lang ako sa kanya habang iniisip lahat ng masasakit na ginawa niya sakin. Katabi ko sya sa sofa. Nasa ganoong ayos ang lahat nang bigla niya kong nilingon. Nagtama ang mga mata namin. Kakatapos lang niyang inumin ang huling alak na nasa baso niya. Parang babagsak na siya kapag uminom pa sya ng isa pang shot. Grabeh.. Ngayon ko lang napag-alaman na may high tolerance rin pala to sa alak. Di naman kasi siya sumasama sa mga inuman namin after gigs. Umuuwi sya agad o di kaya'y sinusuyo ang babaeng mahal niya. Napatawa ako ng mapait nang maisip yun. Pero nakatitig parin sya sakin. Nakatitig kami sa isa't-isa. Para namang baliw tong puso ko. It's beating as if it knew that it's its last chance to beat this fast. Alam ko na dati pa na ganito ang epekto niya sa puso ko kapag nasa malapitan sya o kaya'y kahit lumitaw lang sya sa panaginip ko. Pero kahit pala lasing ako, ganito parin. I smirked as I looked away. Tinungga ko na ang huling alak na nasa baso ko. Ito na rin ang huling alak na nasa mesa. Di na sana ako lilingon sa gawi niya kaso nagtanong pa sya, "What was that for?" Napalingon ako and that was when I started to regret everything that happened after I laid my eyes on him again that night. Bahala na si batman sa haharapin kong galit ni Neil Alcantara bukas.

I was forced to stop looking at you cause that was what you wanted me to do. You said it yourself, and I knew that you will never look at me as how I want it to be. But deep down here in my heart, I know you're kept here. But what should I do? How long am I going to keep this? ❤A one-shot love story in the Library❤

May mga taong ang daling mahalin. May iba namang ang hirap. May sa una'y nagpapanggap lang, At sa huli'y nadevelop rin. May iba namang kahit anong klaseng pagpapanggap na ang ginawa, kalauna'y...Ganun parin. Walang nagbago, walang nadevelop. Alin ka dun? Alin ang paniniwalaan ko?

Hindi ba't dapat ay mainis ako sa kanya dahil wala namang 'kami' pero ipinagsisigawan talaga niyang meron. Kapag may nagtanong kung kaano-ano niya ako, proud pa siyang sasagot ng, "Aalukin ko yan ng kasal!"