Book 2

Sucker for adventures, Zein and her friends try to find Hell University to satisfy their curiosity... Little did they know that once they enter that place, there is no turning back. *** Tight-bonded and adventurous, Zein Shion and her friends embark on a journey to find the elusive Hell University. Despite the doubts forming in her mind, she joins the search and enters what seems to be an abandoned school. However, things take a turn when they discover that there's no way out of that place. Forced to survive in an environment where anyone can be killed at any point, Zein is pushed to make a choice. Will she choose to uncover the mysteries of Hell University and put the monstrosities to a stop? Or will she play it safe and try to keep her and her friends alive? DISCLAIMER: This story is written in Taglish.

[ WATTYS '18 LONG-LISTED ] ❝ I have slit throats far more beautiful than yours.❞ In which a thousand brides have fallen, and she is the last, so she spins a tale as old as time to live the dawn. | an arabian nights x beauty and the beast crossover | (cover by ES Johnson) trailer (video by @AKfiction): https://youtu.be/2OSjakJrUeo

(FHS#1) Braylee wants to make her friends happy, Denver wants to get some sleep. She's hell-bent on making the world a better place while he's desperate for some rest. When their paths crossed on a midnight bus ride, he finally found the remedy in her. But, it just so happens that he's the captain of their rival basketball team, and the enemy of her friends! Highest Rank: #1 in Humor (This is the unedited version. A cesspool of errors ahead lol)

(FHS#2) You better watch out, you better not cry, and you better not fall cuz the f*ckboys just waged a war against Filimon Height's one and only sorority.

HIGHEST RANK: #26 IN MYSTERY/THRILLER Mcroon Mihen, a living doll who happened to possess such exquisite beauty, has to join her friends as an exchange student at the Dark Sanctuary University in order to escape from a hell called The Devil's Hell University. *** Mcroon had suffered physical and mental abuse when she was young. Traumatizing indeed, she has learned to disremember her past as a defense mechanism against the pain that had been lingering in her heart. Moreover, that wasn't the case. It's the beauty that Mcroon dominates. Reaching the age of majority, she thought that people would love you as long as you are beautiful, regardless of how poor or incapable you are. But no, unless you do them a favor. For the past 21 years, she has finally mastered the art of beauty. Mcroon understood that the humanity of humans had long been gone. Just existing will be enough to make someone hate and envy you to the deepest roots of their hearts. She's one of the living proofs of "beautiful but persecuted." Nevertheless, not only one but three pretentious gentlemen will confuse her emotion. This isn't just about the war between femme Fatales, but between men and women, family, and especially love. A lie is always true when you believe what you want to believe. Can Mcroon bear to know the truth? Or will she keep denying the reality? Aphrodite, a being born from the sea, is a goddess associated with love, pleasure, and beauty. Disclaimer: THIS IS A PURE IMAGINATION. THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION. Any names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. WARNING: THIS STORY IS TAGLISH. IT CONTAINS MATURE SCENES, CONTENTS, AND UNNECESSARY WORDS WHICH MAY BE TRIGGERING FOR SOME READERS. Written By: QueenABCDE

Madisyn Connelly, or MC as people called her, considered staring at the wall for the next hour a viable entertainment option. Her life was, to put it mildly, predictable. Wake, work, maybe catch a movie, sleep, repeat. The thrill was gone, replaced by the beige monotony of suburban existence. That's when her phone buzzed. It was a text message from an unknown number: "Hello? Are you there?" Madisyn sighed. Just another wrong number. She typed back, "Wrong number, sorry." and went back to contemplating the life she was living. The reply came instantly: "No matter how I put this, it'll sound crazy. I've gone over this many times in my head." Followed by "Wait a sec. I have to add the others first. Please don't go." Thomas, Cleo, Dan, Richy, Jessy... These names were strangers only moments ago and now resonated with a strange urgency. "We need to ask, How do you know Hannah Donfort?" Madisyn hesitated. She was about to send another dismissive reply, but a flicker of... something... stopped her. Boredom? Curiosity? A subconscious yearning for something more? "I don't know anyone named Hannah," she typed adding a question mark at the end, unsure why she was even bothering. The next text chilled her blood: "Hannah's my girlfriend and she disappeared. Three days ago to be exact." And so began Madisyn's unwanted adventure. She couldn't shake the feeling that she was somehow connected to this Hannah, these people, this desperate plea. Madisyn's heart hammered. Worried texts, Hannah's disappearance, Madisyn's phone number on Hannah's phone... it all pointed to something far more sinister than a simple misunderstanding. The search led her down dark alleys and into smoky bars. She faced threats, endured intimidation, and felt the cold grip of fear more times than she could count. She had discovered that even in the most ordinary of lives, there was the potential for extraordinary courage, love, and power to make a difference. And it all started with the wrong number.

Meet Erald Castell, an aspiring evil mastermind who ironically joins the legendary QED Club. Cover art by IAMCHIIRE

"...and the devil fell in love with you, the way he loves hell." This novel is inspired by real events. Highest rank in horror: Top 1 Highest rank in Paranormal: Top 1

"With all due respect sir, adding a new member to this team will only slow us down." "On the contrary, if anything your team will slow her down." *** She's the ghost story you tell around a camp fire. The monster that hides in your closet. The nightmare that wakes you from your sleep. She's the definition of the word 'deadly'. She never smiles, never shows any emotion other than a blank stare. Unless, she's pissed, then it shows. She doesn't trust any of the other agents, only the chief. She doesn't play nice with others. She's a solo agent, always works alone, but that's about to change. Respect her and she'll take a bullet for you. Mistreat her and she'll put a bullet in you...if you're lucky. She's Agent 13... ***Book 1*** Highest Ranking: #1 in Action