BOOK 1: Unlike Your Ordinary Fairytale BOOK 2: Journey To A Happier Ending BOOK 3: A Spell To Eternity All three books are published under Viva-Psicom and are still available at leading bookstores nationwide. Kindly like my FB Page: https://www.facebook.com/pages/AegyoDayDreamer/248769081873499?ref=hl

Having enhanced senses cannot help one earn a living. A useless special ability--or at least, that's what Shia Sheridan believes. But when she is caught for a crime she did not commit, this useless ability saves her, leading her to enroll in Titan Academy, the very place she hates with a passion. *** Titan Academy is an esteemed school where students train to improve their special abilities. However, for seventeen-year-old village girl Shia Sheridan, it's nothing more than a despicable place where wealth speaks the loudest. Fate plays a joke on her when her best friend, Lucas, becomes part of a crime committed within the academy, and owning that crime in his stead leads Shia to the headmaster and principal, who then offers her a proposal she dare not refuse--in exchange for her freedom, she must become one of the special group of students joining the annual survival game called Linus Cup. Now, not only is she fighting for a spot she did not want in the very academy she hated, but also for her dear life as well. Can Shia survive till the end? STATUS: Published under Summit Media - Cloak Pop Fiction DISCLAIMER: This story is written in Taglish COVER DESIGN BY: Rayne Mariano

Walong taon na ang nakalipas nang iwan ni Helena ang buhay na para sa mga kababalaghan. Natapos ang kalayaang inaakala niya nang isang araw ay magising mula sa isang napakahabang pagtulog. Luma pero pamilyar ang kama at silid. Ang buong katawan niya ay manhid sa matagal na hindi paggalaw. Ang bibig niya ay puno ng lupa at asin. At wala siyang maalala sa mga naganap. Bakit at paano siya napunta roon? Sino ang pumatay sa apat na taong nakakalat sa pamilyar na bahay? Bakit siya naiwang buhay? She intends to find out everything. Lalo na nang madiskubre niya na sa buong panahon na wala siyang malay ay may isang taong nagkukunwaring siya.

May nagbalik mula sa kamatayan. May bumangon mula sa kailaliman. At isang batang Clairvoyant ang nanganganib. Sinu-sino ang mga muling nabuhay? At ano ang dala nila sa kanilang pagbabalik? The book of cases for the Drifter and his Guardian opens. #

A story about death, life and love. A story about what really matters in life.

I'm scared of the sea. I can't help but think of the danger it brings. The width and depth seem forever. But I know that someday, I'm going to swallow all my fears and sail into that immense body of menace. Because I have to find him. I have to see him. I have words I haven't told him yet. There are things he needs to know and I don't care if it matters now or it never really mean anything at all. I just have to find him.

PART 2 of Requiem Kung maari po sana ay unahin niyong basahin iyon para di po kayo malito... salamat po... Hunter #648 Kinikilala na siya sa mundo nila bilang isa sa pinakamagaling na Tracker ng mga rogue vampires. Kaso may malaki siyang problema, matagal na nawawala ang nakakatandang kapatid niya. Kung saan-saan rin siya nakarating pero wala paring resulta sa paghahanap niya. At alam niyang mawawalan ng tiwala ang mga kliyente niya kung ito mismo ay hindi niya makita. Lalo na kung imbes na ang kuya niya ang mahanap, yung walang modong hari pa ng mga bampira.

Editing. "Manyak ka no?! Rapist! Ibaba mo ako!" Naghyhysterical na siya sa takot habang hinahampas niya ng kamay ang matipuno nitong braso. "Hinding-hindi ko ibibigay ang virginity ko sayo!". Mabilis parin itong nagpatakbo at napakadilim ng daan. "Dammit woman, mababanga tayo sa ginagawa mo!" Sigaw nito habang inaawat siya ng isang kamay. "I don't care! Ibaba mo ako!" Isang malakas na ilaw ang lumitaw sa harap nila kasabay ng nakakabingi nitong busina. "Shit!"

Hunter #647 Diego Dimasalang. Gwapo. May abs. Nakatago nga lang sa layers ng taba.

"Love is an angelic feeling with a demonic desire." Delusions are just illusions without any truth behind them There's something in his stare that promises I might do things I never thought I'd do-and that I might like it. He's so unremarkable as to be remarkable, like a sterile white waiting room in a hospital with squeaky clean floors and the scent of iodine. Only, beneath it all, you can still smell the blood. Don't apologize for being inexperienced, only for refusing to learn. he's not insane, he's just evil I'm coming unhinged in glorious madness. What was hers would be hers eventually. If it didn't belong to her...it would after she'd snatched it back. "When is it not a catastrophe when changing the ruler of the country? Politics is a war that doesn't shed blood. War is politics that sheds blood!"