Started: 04/27/2021 Ended: 08/24/2021 Ang hirap palang tumanda. Ang hirap magbayad ng bills. Ang hirap suportahan ng pamilyang akala ay isang milyon ang suweldo mo. Ang hirap ngumiti sa nanay na mataas ang tingin sa'yo pero hindi ka kayang ipagtanggol. Ang hirap tabihan sa hapagkainan ng tatay na pinag-uubusan mo ng pera pero hindi ka maalala. Ang hirap mag-abot ng tulong sa kapatid na baon sa utang. Ang hirap intindihin ng hipag na nakakapagpa-rebond pa kahit kapos na kapos na. Ang hirap pakisamahan ng bunsong halos ilahad ang mga palad tuwing makikita ka. Ang hirap ngitian ng mga taong tanong nang tanong kung bakit hindi ka pa nakakapag-asawa. Ang hirap humarap sa mundong isasampal sa'yo na mag-isa ka. Tulong, bigay, utang. Isang iling mo lang, madamot ka na. Kasama mo sila kapag may maibibigay ka, pero hindi mo sila mahahanap kapag wala na. Ikaw ang kakayod, sila ang tutuka. Ikaw ang iiyak sa pagod, sila ang magtatamasa. Iyon ang summary ng buhay ko. Sobra-sobra ang naririnig na paghingi, kulang na kulang ang naririnig na pasasalamat. Sobra-sobra ang pagpapasensya, kulang na kulang ang natatanggap na pagpapahalaga. Sobra-sobra ang binabayaran, kulang na kulang sa kasiyahan. Kaya nang dumating sa buhay ko ang nag-iisang lalaking hindi ako nakita bilang naglalakad na alkansya, ang nag-iisang lalaking nakinig sa mahabang listahan ko ng problema, ang nag-iisang lalaking nagbigay sa akin ng kakaibang saya, ipinangako ko sa sarili na sa gitna ng hirap ng pagtanda, magtitiis ako basta't siya ang kasama. Kahit pa ang kapalit noon ay pagtalikod sa minahal na pamilya. Kahit pa ang kapalit noon ay paglaban sa mundong pinatatakbo ng kapangyarihan at pera. Kahit pa ang kapalit noon ay ang pagdurusa't pag-iisa. Siya ang ginhawa, pahinga, at kasiyahan ko. Dumating man ang araw na tanaw ko na ang dulo. Dumating man ang araw na wala na kaming sagot sa lahat ng bakit at paano. Dumating man ang araw na pareho na kaming talo.

<3 This won't be immediate because it starts in Twilight and goes on, but her gift makes it easier for the wolves to accept her.

"It was just one night... One night that ruined the years we shared. One night that ruined the forever we're about to build."

He's as loyal as a dog who follows her around, but that was before she gave him up. Arkanghel, the charming high school boy who taught Sussie's young heart to love and gave her her first kiss, is now a massive company's cold and arrogant CEO. And aside from being unreachable now... Arkanghel detests her to boot. South Boys #1 JFSTORIES

Isaiah Gideon del Valle, the man who once loved Vivi so gently and understood her like no one else, is gone when she returns. In his place is someone cold, distant, and quietly unforgiving. Still, Vivi endures-not just because a part of her still hopes there's something left to save... but because Isaiah holds the one ace he knows she can never walk away from: their child. South Boys #3 JFSTORIES

She was raped. She was destroyed. She's always been alone despite the crowd of people surrounding her. A mentally unstable girl who is so close to cutting her wrist and ending her pain. Until he came. Her sister's boyfriend. CAUTION: READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. THIS STORY IS NOT FOR EVERYONE. BE OPEN-MINDED. THIS STORY MAY TRIGGER YOUR DEPRESSION. READ THE WARNING AGAIN BEFORE READING. Thank you.

Christian Sage Monterio is not someone you messed up with. At age 17, he's fearless, bold, and dangerous. However, an incident happened that drove him away from the only girl he loved. Sage is on the hiding. He is a bad news to the remote village of Mallory Castillo. The world is looking for the billionaire's son. The 17-year old boy who killed someone. NOTE: This story was first written in 2017, which may romanticize toxic relationships and red flags amongst characters. Please take it with a grain of salt as revision hasn't started yet.

The lethal and the pure. The black and white. Opposite sides burning each other's souls. Parvana Naia Bukhari and Zeus Vincenticus Ferrer. When she first stepped into his life, he knew she was nothing but trouble. Sweet smiles and prayers doesn't fit with his rock n roll soul. As fast as they catch the burning flame of attraction, it spiraled down into nothing but specks of dust. What the fuck is love when religion, beliefs, and their entire lives contradicts each other? This is how we started. And this is how we end.

The best nights of my life happened in August. My heart will always stay in the Nights of August.

I was a dreamer before you went and let me down 🎶 Photo reference from Pinterest.