"I am a devil. A demon. I do not love. I destroy. And if you don't leave now, I will destroy you for I cannot love an angel." "I am an archangel. An angel. I love. I create. And if I stay now, I will only love you more for I am capable of loving a demon who loves me as much as he loves hell." Archangel Gabriella is forced to travel Hell to save the Prince of Archangels, Michael. But it isn't as easy as she thought. . . because down in Hell, the demon is already waiting for her. . . ready to lure her into the dark side. ------ Once upon a time, an angel and a devil fell in love. cover by; Pxltnrr #DefyingGravity

What is beauty? What is darkness? What is light? What is color? What is green? This is a "side story" to RUYI. To avoid confusion, first read RUYI before reading this short story. NOTE from the writer: I'm an amateur writer so please overlook plot holes, grammar issues, or anything else a story is supposed to have. This is my original story so... as the saying goes "if you have nothing nice to say, don't say anything at all".

Music and Lyrics #2 Hindi alam kung bakit ako'y nahuhulog hulog sayo Hindi alam kung ano ba ang nadudulot dulot nito Hindi ka naman gwapo Macho, 'di masyado Ngunit sabi ng puso'y oo oo Sabi ng barkada, wag nalang daw sana Ngunit sabi ng puso'y oo oo Kahit ano pang sabihin nila Malabo daw ang aking mata Alam ng pusong iibigin at ikaw ang para sa'akin Sayang daw ang pustura kung ganyan ang itsura Alam ng pusong iibigin at ikaw ang para sa'akin Kahit Na. -Toni Gonzaga.

Would you like to play a game? The rules are simple... you just have to get someone to fall in love you, devote himself to you, and care for you until the end of his days. Think it's easy? Confident you'll win? Let's see how well you play the game. WARNING! Viewer discretion advised: story contains adult content that is unsuitable for children. NOTE from the writer: I'm an amateur writer so please overlook plot holes, grammar issues, or anything else a story is supposed to have. This is my original story so... as the saying goes "if you have nothing nice to say, don't say anything at all".

How can you lose something you never have? When your own mother poisons you to gain pity from others, how should you feel? Why was I, the youngest, being married off? How could I care about something that was never mine? WARNING! Viewer discretion advised: Story contains adult content that is unsuitable for children. NOTE from the writer: I'm an amateur writer so please overlook plot holes, grammar issues, or anything else a story is supposed to have. This is my original story so... as the saying goes "if you have nothing nice to say, don't say anything at all".