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.

[REVISED EDITION, 2025] Lost Island Series #3: Heart of Darkness "Some people have no idea how beautiful the darkness is." Winter Andromeda Almedarez may be in danger-her father is certain of it. But does she share his fears? She believes she can handle herself just fine. With her wits and the ability to defend herself, she never let the threats from her father's political adversaries unsettle her. Yet her father, gripped by concern for her safety, secretly hired a bodyguard. Here comes Major Warrion Adelram Alcantara, a favored and former military officer who was assigned to protect her. One look at him, and Winter realizes that while she may not fear danger, her heart is now in one- in an entirely different way. Amidst shadows of painful truths and buried secrets, can love become a beacon-bringing light to her heart filled with sorrow and darkness? Book 3 of Lost Island Series

Sandejas Siblings Second Installment: (2023 Edition) D A S H "Because it's not about the eyes that can see, it's about the heart that feels and that's what matters." It was months ago when Fleureah Kaia Aceso first saw the man who captured her attention. He was tall, lean, and handsome. He screams elegance and wealth. His pointed nose, clenched jaw, thin lips, and those sinfully beautiful blue eyes-whose stare is like a magnet that drags her down to the deepest abyss of eternity-captivated her. Then, he came back, still handsome as ever but without the same sight as before. How can she stop liking this man when every time she sees him, she'll fall for him over and over again like the first time she laid her eyes on him? How can she stop herself from nurturing her feelings now that she was given a task to pretend as his fianceè? Will the eyes really won't matter if you love someone? Will the heart find the love that the eyes couldn't even see? Highest Rank Achieved: #2 in General Fiction

Sandejas First Generation: "I might wanna fly like a paper plane but in the end, I'd still choose falling for you." Leona Harriet Abelló and Ejercito Sandejas story. The epitome of a perfect daughter, Leona Harriet Abelló has always aimed to be the best in whatever she does to please her parents. She's not just a beauty queen⁠-she's also a student model, part of the cream of the crop of her university, and of students aiming to graduate with flying colors. Though greatly admired by everyone, it is not a secret that she's friends with the university's black sheep⁠-Ejercito Carlton Sandejas, her total opposite. Everyone is telling her to stop being friends with him, but there's this inexplicable pull between the two of them that Lena just can't cut Jer off from her life. As their relationship progresses from pure friendship into something more, she has found herself doing the exact things she shouldn't do: breaking the rules, playing with fate, and like a paper plane flying freely with the wind, she just found herself falling. Hard."

Farah only wishes for two things in life-to be acknowledged by her father and to be noticed by the guy she secretly likes. But when things go haywire in her supposedly perfect life, she finds herself in the middle of a mess she can't seem to get out from. Can Farah fight her way through it all? *** Born with a silver spoon in her mouth, Farah Demitri Sastre has always liked the simplest things in life. She wants to take over their family's ceramic and pottery business and finally be with Rhys, the guy she continuously and secretly likes for the past eight years. As she tries to win her father's trust and her friend's heart, Farah encounters one problem after the other... making her perfect world crumble down into pieces. But as she tries to pick the pieces up, she unexpectedly digs a secret past that's been trying to tear her family down. Can Farah be strong enough to face her fears and protect her loved ones no matter what it takes? Disclaimer: This story is written in Taglish. Cover Design by: Abilaine Isabelle

[This is a spin-off of The DILF but can be read as a stand-alone] [The story you are about to read is intended for readers age 18+ due to its sexual content and language. It may not be appropriate for all audiences. Please read at your own discretion.] There was nothing Ophelia wanted better than to gouge Nikolai's long-lashed, consuming blue eyes out with a butter knife and mail them to the rest of the Alvonich family. Too bad they were in a very public, very esteemed place - Mikhail's wedding. "You don't think I'll press the button?" Nikolai's breath was warm and teasing in her ear. Ophelia had no idea what possessed her to take up his challenge of a vibrating thong, except that it was too late to back out now. She turned to glance at the infuriating man beside her. "Honestly, I don't care. It won't affect me." "Sweet Ophelia," he whispered, surprising her by flicking his tongue into her ear. Jumping, she glared at him, ignoring the important guests at her table, her father included. Before she could curse at Nikolai, he pressed the button, the swearwords turning to soft moans under her breath. Gripping the edge of the table, Ophelia felt the attack on her cl!t like a burn to her skin. Her father shot her a concerned look from across the table and Nikolai's voice was again in her ear. "Before the end of the night, Ophelia, we will f**k," he promised, releasing his finger from the remote control. "Only this time, it will be my name you scream."

[Edited Version] “You ever think about letting your hair loose?” Ashton asked, his breath kissing Amor’s neck as they waltzed. “My hair’s fine,” Amor snapped in annoyance. Ashton chuckled. “That’s not what I meant.” His hands slowly hiked up the hem of her dress and her breath caught. “What are you doing?” She uneasily glanced around at the dancing couples. “Giving a new meaning to dirty dancing,” he replied quietly. And he entered her. [Cover by @zarawhite]

Jacko thought he had everlasting love and happiness until when he was left for dead. Now, with his perfect face and renewed clarity, he is exacting his revenge. ***** A 27-year-old rancher, Jackob "Jacko" Lacorte, thought he had it all. At his side, he had a young, beautiful, kind wife, Raquel "Kels" Zapanta, who stuck by him in spite of his lack of good looks. Everything changes when Jacko was left for dead and comes to the realization that Kels' motivations for being with him was his wealth, not love. Hiding out until while he can hatch the perfect plan for his revenge, Jacko watches as his wife and her father enjoy the spoils of his riches while he agonizingly makes preparations to avenge himself. Before long, Jacko emerges with a brand new face and personality that melts every woman who crosses his path. He will use this perfect face, body, power, and money to get his revenge on Kels and everyone involved in his attempted murder. The problem is that when he reunites with Kels, he finds the passion has not gone away. DISCLAIMER: THIS IS A FILIPINO LANGUAGE STORY