Ang pag-ibig ay parang nagsusugal. Pag sigurado kang mahal mo ang tao, ibibigay mo ang lahat. Ang problema dito ay di mo alam kung may maibabalik paba sayo o wala. Maswerte ang nakakakuha ng higit pa sa inaasahan, pero luhaan ang mga sumugal at natalo. Pero ganun paman, tulad ng sugal, kahit walang kasiguraduhan, marami paring umiibig, marami paring sumusugal. Dahil... Baka Sakali... Baka Sakali... Kaya mo bang sumuko sa pagba baka sakali?

Published book, series and now a Wattpad Original. Read the original story or watch new episodes weekly only on VivaOne. Hindi intensiyon ni Carmela Isabella ang umibig, lalo na sa taong 1892. Mula sa taong 2016 ay mapupunta siya sa nakaraan nang may isang misyon: huwag hayaang umibig sa kanya si Juanito Alfonso, ang anak ng kilalang gobernadorcillo at ang lalaking nakatakda niyang makaisang-dibdib. *** Palaging kinukuwestiyon ni Carmela Isabella ang mga kuwentong nakabaon sa nakaraan ng kanyang pamilya, ngunit hindi niya akalain na mula sa panahong 2016 ay mapupunta siya sa taong 1892 sa pamamagitan ng isang lumang talaarawan at ang Arch of the Centuries na kanyang nagsilbing portal. Inatasan siya ng isang misteryosong madre upang gawin ang napakahalagang misyon: kailangan niyang mamuhay bilang si Carmelita Montecarlos, ang bunsong anak ng pinakamayamang pamilya sa San Alfonso at siguruhing mapipigilan si Juanito Alfonso--ang nakatakdang mapangasawa ni Carmelita--na umibig sa kanya. Sa nalalapit nilang kasal at sa kasaysayang naghihintay na maisulat muli, ang pag-ibig na hindi naman sinadya upang maranasan ng dalawang inosenteng puso ay muli bang masisilayan pagkalipas ng isang siglo? Book Cover by: LIB Publishing Illustrated (Charcoal Painting) by: Warner Jr. DISCLAIMER: This story is written in Taglish. Started: June 01, 2016 Completed: April 27, 2017

Ethan's nightmares are terrifying. He hates falling asleep; he hates having to witness the twisted world that he's forced into when he closes his eyes. But when they begin to blend into reality, facing them may be his only choice. __________________ IMPORTANT NOTICE - if you're reading this story on a site that is not www.wattpad.com then you could be at risk of a malware attack. Furthermore, please go to this link: www.wattpad.com/user/z0mbies, and report to me where you are reading this story. Thank you. WARNING: This story contains distressing material. Reader discretion advised. The characters in this book are fictional. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead is entirely coincidental.

"He said he is scared of commitment, but he has tattoos all over his skin." The day Hazel Stevens moves from Maine to a small beach town in Florida called Walden, she encounters a boy, who's oh-so rude yet oh-so attractive. The only thing that connects the two is their love for dance and their dream of getting into Juilliard. The two spend the summer together dancing, getting to know each other and opening up to the other person. When mysteries are unraveled, feelings start developing. And after one simple tragedy, everything changes. [ wattpad featured book ] Copyright © 2016 by Charlie Jones All rights reserved.

It's hard to prove yourself when everyone thinks that everything's being given to you on a silver platter. And in Siobhan Margarette's case, she'll do everything to make everyone see that she's worth it. But what will she do if someone unexpected sees her worth? Will she stay and accept? Or will she continue pretending that she doesn't feel a thing... too?

Marriage is normally one's happily ever after in the movies, but for Aemie Ferrer-Roswell, it's just the start of a seemingly unending adventure. Can this sweet Barbie-loving airhead continue to survive the life of being wife to a Mafia boss? *** Many things changed after Aemie Ferrer became Ezekiel Roswell's wife. With the might of Yaji and Roswells combined, things should have become smooth sailing for Baby Ae and her Dong--or at least, that's what everyone thought. But with lies, secrets and betrayals constantly plaguing the two, no one knows who to trust. This time, the silly and ditzy Aemie must step up to protect everyone and everything she cherishes--including the man she loves. Will they win and overcome this battle again? Or is it the perfect time for them to accept that Mafia stories have no happy endings? DISCLAIMER: This story is in Taglish COVER DESIGNER: Rayne Mariano

Ilang beses ba nating tinanong ang sarili natin kung mapapansin ba tayo ng mga taong mahal natin? Ilang beses ka ba magtatanong sa buong buhay mo? At ano sa tingin mo ang magiging sagot? "Mapapansin kaya ako? Ang pag-ibig ko? Ang katauhan ko? Mapapansin Kaya?" Paano kung hindi? Paano kung oo? Magkaiba ba ang gagawin mong desisyon o pareho lang? Mag-iiba ba ang pananaw mo o magpapatuloy ka lang sa kung anong alam mong constant? Umaatikabong fame laban sa umaatikabong pag-ibig.

18+ or older but if your younger beware This is story with sex and I told you so don't report me but happy reading

Alam mong kalaban pero nagawa mo paring mahalin. Alam mong hindi pwede pero mas lalo ka paring nagpupumilit. Alam mong mali pero ginagawa mong tama. Totoong masarap ang mga bawal. Pero masarap parin ba pag magkasakitan na? Masarap parin ba pag pinaiyak ka na? Hanggang kailan mo kayang ipaglaban ang pag ibig na hindi mo mabitiwan? Hanggang kailan mo kayang ipaglaban ang pag ibig na bawal?

It was wrong to be near her. No. He shouldn't be near her. Nilalabanan ni Brandon ang kanyang sarili dahil useless ang attraction na nararamdaman niya. For him, it was all just a game. For him it's pretend-love every night and the show is over every morning. Kaya illegal ang makaramdam ng constant attraction para sa isang babaeng hindi niya naman gaanong kilala. But when Aurora Veronica wore that freaking corporate uniform, the walls he tried to build so hard came crashing down. Come on, Brandon, who are you kidding? The girl looked innocent but she's damn hot with those killer heels. It probably won't hurt that much. After all, it's just a game. It's just a game. Yes, it's just a game. Just one night. One night. It only takes one night to believe all the lies.