"I didn't ask to be in the middle of your ego-battle," I grumble. Blake pins me to my locker, hands resting on either side of my head. "Well, you got it in anyway, Darling," he whispers. His face is inches away from mine and damn me for licking my lips. I am NOT falling for these guys. And then, at the corner of my eye I spot Owen and his gang approaching. Well, that's just great. *** The West and East gang of Tygerwell have been at each other's throats since the dawn of time. And the two leaders of these gangs want to end the fight, once and for all. But fighting with fists is easy. Fighting with wit and charm, is a whole other ball game. Blake. West-side gang leader. Leather jacket and killer glare. Don't talk back. Owen. East-side gang leader. Fancy coat and toxic stare. Don't resist. And in comes Amber. Hair of gold and oceans in her eyes. Has too much sass for her own good and always, ALWAYS, manages to get into the middle of trouble. But these boys have no idea who they're really dealing with. And when Amber descovers she knows a little too much when it comes to guns and fighting, she has to question everything she thought she knew about herself. Three can play this game. *** "Let's settle this. You got rejected, I got rejected. It's only fair that the fate of the gangs be on who gets the girl first." "That sounds rather good, Rhodes. I'll take that bet on the golden girl." *** COMPLETED FICTION AWARDS: Best new story and best new account Highest ranking in Teen Fiction: #1 on 25/06/2018

Ten missing teenagers. One house. One hundred cameras. A strange live broadcast suddenly went viral in all social media websites. What makes it strange? It is the live broadcast of the missing teenagers trapped and being secretly filmed inside a mansion── wherein the psycho house owner dangerously plays DOLLHOUSE with them on a next level. 𝗖𝗢𝗠𝗣𝗟𝗘𝗧𝗘𝗗. Date Started: September 14, 2019 Date Ended: January 30, 2020 Published under Pop Fiction - Cloak DISCLAIMER: This story is written in Taglish.

"If Eve was the first woman on Earth── then, I am the last. My name is Dawn. The last girl on the planet. This is my diary." 🖇 COMPLETED Date Started: October 30, 2017 Date Finished: November 11, 2017

UNIVERSITY SERIES #4. Samantha Vera from Ateneo De Manila University, the epitome of kindness, empathy, grace, and solicitude got her life ruined when her parents told her that she was marrying Cy Ramirez, a med student from UP, after their graduation.

Available on GoodNovel App "Just like in highschool, if you have the rooftop, it means that it is your territory and there would be no one to stop your ascension...but, standing at the top gives bittersweet feelings too in between your glory and your sorry." --- Black Butterfly (Bella Echizen Smith)

[MAOG Book 2] Do you think you've been toyed enough by the ride called life? Then, you're wrong. It doesn't end with a happy and perfect picture but it only signifies that death is just only the beginning of everything. Alexandria Cromello-Vantress, one of the most benevolent queens of the Mafia Vantress for almost seventeen years has been dead for almost three years and Spade decided to decline any suggestions for second marriage. He started to dedicate his remaining life to his children and to the empire that he and his queen have made. But what if the action is not yet done with the ten heads, the reapers, and the bitches? A grim reaper called Samara was being hunted for the chaos he or she is bringing to the underground society. No one knows if that person is a he or a she but what's certain is that he/she was ordered to do a mission given by the most frightening and highest council, the Onyx. The Onyx Council is known to be the official judges when it comes to large issues within the underground society. What is their reason for ordering Samara to bring chaos? What are they aiming for? Which side are they in? Who is the person behind the mask? What happened after 17 years? Will they be able to return to the times when they are still complete and fighting together? Or everything from the past has been turned into dust?

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... Pero hanggang saan ang pagbabaka sakali mo?

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?

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?