"meron pa bang, isa pang ikaw?"

Jhoana is finally getting the attention that she deserves. Her songs are finally being recogznied and appreciated by millions of people. She's finally living her dream. But she used to dreamt those with someone. Someone she lost during her road to fame and success.

If you love someone, you should fight your love. But if the one you love, loves someone, just love the one you love SECRETLY. ---- Beware!! May mga mura dito! HAHAHAHAH read at your own risks sa mga kiddos

[DELETING SOON] Can they go back on how they used to be?

tangled adjective : twisted together into a knot. : complicated or confusing. Compilations of Oneshots/Short stories of your favorite/Requested Volleybelles Tandems Full of wrong grammars and typo errors- hey I'm not perfect tho!

Just your typical JhoBea Fanfic with a twist. I Love you. Your genuine smile. Your laugh. Your beautiful eyes. Even your flaws. I love everything about you, except the fact that your not mine. How can you be mine? If someone already took you away from me. How can I express this feelings that i have towards you, if you're already in love with someone. How can i hug you tight when someone is already holding your hands. I can't say those 3 words to just someone. 'Cause it's only for your ears to hear those, I LOVE YOU. If you could just give me a chance. Please. Take. A. Chance. On. Me.

Lakas makasisiw nung title pero hohopia kayo dito promise :D

#NeverShallWeSink

Hi! First of all, Girl to girl po tong story na to. Kaya po kung ndi kayo interested. You can go hehehe.Jhobea Shippers labas hahaha💙. Kahit na wala ng ganap sa jhobea kapit lng. Magkakaron din yan. Hayaan na natin ung mga issue na kumakalat. Just love💙 DON'T FORGET TO VOTE MGA BEH. MABAGAL PO ANG STORY. SORRY NAMAN DI LANG ITO ANG DAPAT KONG GAWIN. I HOPE YOU UNDERSTAND. SALAMAT NG MARAMI SA WALANG SAWANG SUPORTA :>. PALAKPAKAN AT MALAKAS NA SIGAWAN PARA SA MGA NAKAKAINTINDI NA BUSY AKO. TAG IISANG PAKYU SA HINDI. HEHE MUAAAA!

A JhoBea FANFICTION. I remember watching a game- an intense one. I remember hearing loud cheers (even jeers) from a crowd of dark blue and green. I remember cursing for being too excited. But if there's one thing that's not quite clear: how did I get here? What made me come to such an occasion. And then I hear a whistle, she was right there- as I try to remember- throwing the ball up in the air. She was about to hit and throw it to the other side. Now I must remember- how did I come to love this place of hers. AN: So I was lurking around the internet and found this fandom of shippers. Let me give this a try. Please give it a try, Shipper. :)