|PUBLISHED BY SUMMIT MEDIA| Available nationwide (IN THE PHILIPPINES). But also available at Buqo app! Ever since Alex's mom died her dad became a workaholic. And together with her dad's job is travelling. In London she met a jerk. Who she must admit is handsome and hot. He's mister popular, your typical bad boy star player. But there's more in him. Behind his jerk mask is a mysterious boy who has a past. But she also finds herself falling for him. Of course the odds are not in their favor. Their relationship can't be all happy like in fairy tales. -*-*-*- I know it sound cliche but I promise you it's not ;)

❝In which a celebrity dials a random number in hope of finding one last thing to make him smile before he commits suicide at the end of the month.❞ "I'm going to commit suicide in one months time." "I think you have the wrong number." "It can't be the wrong number Princess. I picked a random number from the catalog." "Why on earth would you do that?" "Because you, sweetheart, are now my own personal suicide helpline. Your job is to make the last month of my life worth living." ______________________

All her life, Mary Imogen Suarez was led to believe that she should end up with Parker Adrian Palma. Na dapat, kay Parker lang siya. Na si Imogen ay para lang kay Parker. But the problem was, Parker never looked her way, at least, not the way she wanted him to. For him, she's just the best friend-and a reminder of something he badly wanted to forget. For years, she lived with the knowledge that Parker would never like her back. Akala ni Imo, hindi na siya makakaahon sa naraaramdaman niya para kay Parker-until she met Saint Iverson Gomez de Lianño. Saint was a breath of fresh air. He's attentive, and he made Imo feel loved and appreciated-something she never felt during all the years she loved Parker. But when things started to fall in their right places, Parker decided to finally look her way. What would Imogen do? Would she brave the storm to be with Saint? Or would she tread the strings that connect her with Parker?

Some boys like me, some boys don't. Girls do hate me, they think I'm a flirt. People talk about me behind my back. I don't care, as a matter of fact. I don't have boyfriends, but I do have boy friends. Less dramas, more joys. My life is really simple, but not a typical one. I've been living like this since I was one.