THIS STORY IS PUBLISHED UNDER PSICOM. GET YOUR COPY NOW! AVAILABLE ON SHOPEE AND LAZADA. BLURB: Kilala si Yvaine Roxas bilang college student na NBSB. Nang matagpuan niya ang isang lalaking misteryoso, tuluyan siyang napaibig dito. Hindi batid ni Yvaine na ang kanya palang nobyo ay isang tagasundo ng mga kaluluwang namayapa, o kilala bilang si Kamatayan. Isang simpleng babaeng may third eye at si Kamatayan. Magkakaroon kaya ng happy ending ang dalawang magkaibang nilalang?

HIGHEST RANK : #1 in Fiction and #9 in Teen Fiction A prank call gone wrong brings Vivian Castillo face to face with the school's player, Derek Whitley. It turns out to be a not-so-pleasant encounter for Vivian. Derek scares her pretty bad and she vows that she'll never ever be in the same place as him. But when prom night unexpectedly brings both of them together, Vivian discovers a different side of him - a friendly side, which helps her out with a problem. Being a romantic at heart, she can't help crushing on him; until she realizes that he's dating someone else - her best friend. __________________________________________________ TEEN FICTION / YOUNG ADULT [[COMPLETED]] Ara Lavyn © All Rights Reserved 2017 - 2018

after a prank gone terribly wrong, hayden jones is sent across country to caldwell academy, a school for the bitchy, the dangerous and the rebellious. and if that wasn't bad enough, it becomes much worse when hayden is accidentally put in the male dormitory, landing her in a room with the school's notorious heartbreaker, chase everett. [not edited...like at all]

Sabrina Reed is Nathan Alden's wife, but not by his choice... EXCERPT****** "I found her like this, sir," the guard announced. Sabrina stirred at the voice, blinking groggily and rubbing her eyes to chase away the blur clouding her vision. A towering figure stepped into focus. "What are you doing out here, Sabrina?" Nathan's voice was sharp, cutting through the fog of sleep. His jaw was tight, words pressed between clenched teeth. She blinked again, brushing hair from her face as she sat up. "What are you doing out here?" he repeated-louder this time, more demanding. He stood before her in a jet-black suit and white button-up shirt, sleeves rolled just enough to expose forearms clenched across his chest. His eyebrows were drawn tight, his eyes narrowed. "I came back late last night and... the guard was gone, so... I just fell asleep," she said softly, eyes lowering under the weight of his glare. He dismissed the guard with a silent nod, then stepped closer. "Where were you last night?" he asked, voice taut with suspicion. She yawned, trying to blink herself fully awake. "I've been volunteering at the animal shelter." "Get up," he ordered, tone clipped and harsh. "You expect me to believe that? Don't animal shelters close at a decent time?" She remained seated, her legs too stiff to move. "Yes, but-" "Get up!" he barked.