Three words left unsaid and a date to go back to.

Her ex-boyfriend told her she's boring. Her ex-boss told her she's incompetent. Even her ex-landlord claimed she's uninteresting. At 33, Tonya is loveless, job-less and homeless! Malapit na rin siyang mabaliw sa pakikitira sa Mama niya. Sa buhay niyang puno ng injustice ay natauhan na siya. Back-up ang sangkaterbang taba, unlimited na lakas ng loob at charm na hindi mo inakala, babaliktarin ni Tonya ang kwento ng buong 33 years ng buhay niya! At 33, she will prove herself to be the Late Bloomer.

Ang buhay ni Harvey, tahimik at bahagyang hindi makatotohanan. Seven years old lang kasi siya sa paningin ng Mama niya kaya araw-araw ay may bimpo siya sa likod, may baon siyang juice jug at animal-shaped cookies, at bago matulog ay umiinom ng malaking baso ng gatas. Higit sa lahat, Harry ang tawag sa kanya ng ina-as in Prince Harry. Isang gabi ay kumatok sa bintana at sa buhay niya ang runaway na si Charley-makulay ang buhok, bully, at sa loob lang ng ilang minuto ay naangkin ang kuwarto niya. Ayaw niya rito. But they both have secrets to uncover and pains to deal with. At kalaunan, gusto yata nilang paghilumin ang isa't isa. | New Adult

Halimaw sa banga ang bansag ng makulit na si Anne Reyes sa kanyang guwapo pero grumpy boss na si Hunter dela Merced. Masungkit kaya niya ang puso nito gamit ang kanyang pilikmata at mapatunayang hindi lang siya isang ambisyosa? *** Pag-aambisyon. Pag-iilusyon. Pangangarap ng gising. Ito ang sakit, kapraningan, at kaadikan na taglay ni Anne Reyes-ang babaeng baklang tinimbang ngunit kulang. Makatsamba kaya siya sa buhay pag-ibig sa tulong ng guwapong halimaw na si Hunter dela Merced? Hahaba kaya ang buhok niya tulad ni Rapunzel? O tulad ng bansag sa kanya ay mananatili lang siyang Anne-bisyosa?

The red moon - also called by the elders as the blood moon - hover above a silent, small town. Tulad ng isang masamang signos, sunod-sunod ang patayang naganap sa barrio - mga patayang binabalot ng misteryo. Is it simply an organized crime? Is it a curse? Or is it the devil's work?

A girl, hoping. A boy, waiting. Unsent messages. Unsaid thoughts. Unanswered love. Pretentions. And all the unwelcomed feelings in between. Jeric Teodoro's story. 3rd Installment of Chat MD Series.

No plot twists or whirlwind romance like in the books. Such is the fate of a side character like Mimi, who neither has a face, body, brains nor background worth boasting about. But what if she realizes that you don't need to be extraordinary to be loved? That perhaps, she's just clueless all along? *** "It's not love unless we say it." - Mimi No boyfriend since birth. No crush since birth (maliban sa fictional characters, kaya counted ba 'yon?). No ka-MU since birth. Food is life. Wattpader. K-drama addict. Kpopper. Maliit lang ang mundo ko. Kaunti lang din ang tao: Sina Yanyan at Iya. Sina Mama, Papa, at Kuya. At si Warren na rin pala. Karamihan sa mga kilala ko, problemado sa pagiging single o sa love life nila. Mas problemado ako sa taghiyawat ko at sa lapad ko sa camcorder tuwing may projects. Saka, sa mga third party sa Wattpad stories na binabasa ko. Dapat mawala na ang mga 'yon para magkatuluyan na ang mga bida. Pero minsan, kapag nalulungkot ako, kapag nag-iisip ako nang malalim, at kapag kasama ko si Warren tapos nakangiti siya... may something. Status: Published under Bliss Books

Growing up insecure, Aurora firmly believes she does not suit someone as perfect as Maxwell. But with him continuing to love her despite her insecurities and fears, will Aurora finally choose to let Maxwell in--or will she keep pushing him away even if it breaks her heart? *** Every love is unique. Every heartbreak is cliche. When I was young, I met a prince who told me I'm beautiful. Sabi niya, paglaki namin, liligawan niya 'ko. We grew up, but unfortunately, I had a reverse story of the ugly duckling. The prince continued to be a prince, while I became the unpretty duck that wouldn't become swan. Bumuhaghag ang buhok ko. Umitim ako. Natadtad ng taghiyawat. Sasabihin siguro ng iba, okay lang pumangit paglaki. Beauty is something that should shine from within. But that's not completely true. Kahit ga'no kaganda ang kalooban, laging huhusgahan ang hitsura. People judge with the eyes first-always. I learned that everyone desires to be interesting, but not different. There is a standard and everyone wants the same thing-beauty, recognition, intellect. I only wanted one thing-to stop dreaming for the prince. But he's Maxwell. When he's in my life, he pulls me into his magnetic field no matter how much I resist. When he's out of my sight, I miss him. Nagkaatraso ako sa kanya no'ng college. As fate would have it, we are going to see each other. Again.

[This story will become free again on AUGUST 30, 2021] After Natalie escapes death, she finds a silver feather, phone messages from an unknown sender and gets the ability to foresee death. All of which lead her to unlikely love. ***** When Natalie Lacierna wakes up after surviving a freezing death inside an ice factory, she has three curious things in her possession. A silver feather from somewhere and someone she no longer remembers; the ability to foretell deaths and see death gods roaming the Earth; and the memory of someone close to her with whom she used to talk frequently with on her phone. As she puts her life back together, she moves into a rental house owned by Lolo Dimos. At the house, she gets acquainted with Lolo's grandson, Henry, a college professor who looks very familiar but she cannot place. At first, living with Henry is trying - he speaks very little and intimidates her. However, over time, the two become close as they talk about angels, death, humanity, and God. Before long, Natalie falls for the professor. As they get closer, so too does Natalie get to figuring out the mystery of the silver feather and the phone calls from the unknown sender. What she finds is heartbreaking but comes with the glimmer of redemption. After Death is a sequel to the epistolary story, Hello, Death, and supplementary short story, A Walk With Death. DISCLAIMER: THIS IS A FILIPINO LANGUAGE STORY

This is a parallel supplement short story for Hello, Death. READ HELLO, DEATH FIRST. *** I closed my eyes and surrendered to the cold. He will come, right? He will guide me to my death. I don't have to be scared as long as the dumb death god comes for me. - Natalie