Hey. I was doing just fine before I met you. (Text Story) Lyra is your not so typical college student. Maingay. Makulit. Baliw. Kalog. At baliw ulit... baliw kay Steven simula first year college. Nariyang tatakbo, tatalon, sisigaw ang pangalan mo ang peg niya sa tuwing makikita niya ito sa campus pero hindi niya magawa dahil baka masapak lang siya nito. Naniniwala rin siya na kung hindi si Steven, ay hindi na lang. Matapos ang dalawang taon, sa hindi inaasahan, nagkatagpo ang kanilang mundo. Este nagtagpo ang cellphone number nito at siya. Dahil nakapag-ipon na siya ng ilang drum ng lakas ng loob para magpapansin dito, tinext niya ito. Handa siyang maghintay hanggang sa dulo ng walang hanggan hanggang matapos ang magpakailanman para sa reply nito. Sa ngalan ng pag-ibig. At ng naipon niyang drum ng lakas ng loob. Handa na siyang mapasakamay si Steven. No matter what.

Lahat tayo may ideal boyfriend yung pogi,mabait,maputi,matangkad,magaling sa sport,at lahat lahat na ng positive. Kung may negative man ay yung gangster yung boy na babaguhin ng girl lahat yan gusto natin pero di natin akalain na sa lahat ng imahinasyon natin ay mayroon palang love story na mabubuo sa isang university. Mag ka tagpo kaya ang isang playboy,cold,basagulero and sporty na lalaki mapansin kaya nya ang isang babaeng simple,mabait at mahiyain. Can the love will be end in a happy ending or the love they have will be end with a sad ending.

Si Avery Lefevre ay isang simpleng babae na may simpleng buhay. Siya ay natutulog, kumakain, pumapasok sa eskwelahan kahit sa labag sa kalooban, gumagawa ng kalokohan at kung anu ano pang mga gawain ng isang normal na teenager. Mag-iiba ang ikot ng mundo niya dahil sa isang pagkakamaling bunga ng kanyang kalasingan. "Be my girlfriend and I'll preserve your useless life. Bulong ni Calvin Raven sakanya. She mentally cursed. Wala siyang ibang pagpipilian. She will be the Mafia Prince's girlfriend or she will die. Kapalaran nga naman. Oh, this time, sinagad na ang kamalasan niya. Because Calvin Raven is a freaking vampire. Yay! Ang saya.

"Langit o Lupa?" "Pare pareho lang naman tayong lahat, walang anghel dito!" "Sino ba talaga? Sya o ikaw?"

Her name is Monique Lee Gomez Samonte, a rich girl who was sent back by her parents to the Philippines because of her bad attitude. She's a war freak bitch, black sheep of the family and most of all SHE'S SECRETLY A GANGSTER! What will happen if she play some sadistic game with this hot and handsome emotionless guy she just met while she was pretending as a nerd?

How do you even get yourself sandwich between a wall and an arrogant growling boy? Kyra Torres' life changed drastically when three gorgeous hunks transferred to her school. One, just happened to claim her as his. But how long can she deny the attraction between them? [This story is written in Tagalog]

Monique Dela Vega has the MONEY , FAME , SKILLS, ABILITIES, INTELLIGENCE AND BEAUTY . Name it and she owns it. An EX gangster struggling to keep up with the change she is pursuing. Past is haunting her. Will she be able to overcome all the obstacles along the way? will true love exist? (REVAMPED 2019)

Carla is a 14 year old high schooler... With a stalker so obsessed with her he's willing to do anything to talk to her and I mean ANYTHING 😰

Isabelle Dizon was perfect. A straight A business course student, a sensible lady, a responsible daughter any parent would wished for. But she felt something lacking. She often felt she was living to her parents idea of what she should be, and she started to doubt if that was what she really wanted. As her uncertainty and longing continued, she met a group of people from a poorly funded, nearly dissolved, university organization. A group of six university students who taught her the value of friendship, the courage that comes with pursuing her dreams, and the importance of living in the moment and creating Something Spectacular. Something Spectacular written by: april_avery Genre: Teen Fiction

"Love is..." I explored my brain to find the most suitable word in my dictionary that could fit in the definition I was trying to say; the definition that could make the jerk, sitting opposite me with a smirk on his face, believe in 'love'. "Bullshit?" He offered with a huge arrogant smirk on his face and no matter how much I agreed with him on this particular matter, I couldn't agree. So, instead of nodding my head in agreement, I scowled at him. His smirk grew bigger and he leaned away from me, gazing at me with his piercing grey eyes. "Finding it hard to make me believe in love when you yourself don't believe in that shit, huh?" With his piercing grey gaze fixed on my every move, I realized that 'being the devil's cupid' was going to be a lot tougher than I had initially thought. (By the author of 'And We Meet Again')