"Her name isn't Sophie, I lied, her name is Fatima Safiya Ashlynn - I thought she would die where I left her."

❝She kills without second thought.❞ • Micajah's PoV: "Ah!" I shout out in pain, unable to hold it in any longer. I clutch my hand to my injured leg and cry out desperately when another blow is landed to my other leg. Tears of pain gather in the corners of my eyes, and I curl into a ball of humiliation, trying to shield myself from the bullies. "You worthless piece of shit," He says menacingly, his muddy brown eyes set in a hard glare aimed at me. I flinch when I see Chance pulling back his fist, raising my arms in defense. But to my utter surprise, the blow never comes. Instead, a sickening 'crunch' resonates through the hallway, surprising me. I tentatively open my eyes once again, cautiously peeking from behind raised arms. What- or more correctly who I see takes my breath away, every fiber of my being stirring at the incandescent sight. There, standing there like an avenging angel over the groaning body of Chance in the floor is a girl. But 'girl' would be too simple of a word to describe her. Her red hair flows down in luscious curls, framing her heart-shaped face, which is set in a furious scowl. Her feline eyes are a stormy grey, the electricity in them, static. Her sharp, straight nose accenting her full pink lips that are shaped like a cupid's bow with such a perfection, giving her an ethereal look. No, the person before me is not a girl. She's a Goddess. The jocks bow their heads in submission, murmurs of "Alpha," passing around the group. My Wolf gets agitated and keeps on saying something but I ignore his persistent calls, as my fogged brain is unable to register anything except the exotic beauty standing before me. Her steel grey eyes roam around the circle in one swift movement before they settle on me, darkening, yet instantly softening at the same time. Finally, her pink lips part to let one word escape them, the one word that changes my life. "Mine," • Completed ✔️ MICAJAH IS A GUY's NAME #5 in WEREWOLF #1 in TEEN FICTION

"Can you tell me what is love?"

He's handsome, freakin' hot, snob, cold, campus hearthrob, model, popular. Sinong babae ang hindi magkakagusto sa kanya kahit sa unang tingin? Sinong babae ang hindi sya papangarapin? He always make fun of me. He doesn't want to know others that he was already married. He doesn't want me to come near him at the University. And Im always end up crying realizing that he doesn't love me. Isa lang akong simpleng babaeng may simpleng buhay. But it all changed when one day, I woke up and realized that I am already married to Mr. Popular.

Kung sino man si Sign Sender. I'm gonna thank him :)

SIGNED STORY UNDER DREAME! Dreame Account: GandangSora ---- Ang kwento ng matalinong-pilosopo na si Miller! Kung gusto nyong malaman ang kwento ng love story ng batang ito, basahin nyo! Heheheh! Kung nabasa nyo yung Book 1 at 2 ng MN1IMH, malamang kilala nyo kung sino si Miller Buencamino... ^____^ One of the MOST ADDED STORIES (COLLECTOR'S DREAM) in Wattys 2015. Thank you so much, readers! :)

[Vampire City Series #2] "Your cold embrace is my sanctuary." -Lorelei. They say history repeat itself. Mauulit nga ba sa kambal ang nangyari sa kanilang magulang? Pero paano kung hindi na mga bampira ang makakaaway nila? Paano kung mortal na ang kailangan nilang labanan para makapiling ang minamahal? A love that will fight till the end. ---- All rights reserved 2014// by Thyriza (Former Vampire City: Definitely Not Your Ordinary Vampire Story)

Unang kita palang ni Chris kay Theressa ay na CRUSH at first sight na sya dito .. At nang mga panahong naging SEATMATE nya ito mas lumalim ang pagtingin nya dito at naging LOVE ... Is it a happy ending Or Not ? :) MY SEATMATE CRUSH Enjoy reading :)) Editted.

Sa Kingdom High kung saan magkakaaway ang mga lalaki at babae, posible bang may mabuong relasyon at pagkakaibigan? (Completed. Published under Pop Fiction.)