The Queen is back! One year has passed since Lyra regain her memories as Bloody Maria and she will do whatever it takes para bawiin ang lahat ng nawala sa kanya. But things wouldnt be easy as before as the Apostles started to reveal theirselves including Ophiuchus. Will she be ready to welcome again the Hell? Book two of Apostle thirteen: Welcome Ad Infernum. Cover (c) Jungshan [Rola Chang]

The hidden daughter of the Parkers, Devi, longs for acceptance and happiness from her family. When her father sends her to the Devil's Hell University, she thinks it's her chance to prove herself...by being bait to lure and kill her family's mortal enemy, Demon Lewisham. *** As daughters are forbidden in the Parker family, Devi is tired of living in the shadows. But finding a way for the love and acceptance she so desperately needs comes in the form of luring in her family's mortal enemy at the Devil's Hell University-a school for criminals. Demon is a devil with a heart of ice, but when Devi finds herself wanting it beneath his cold and ruthless exterior, she's faced a decision she doesn't want to make. What will be her choice-Demon, the love of her life, or her family? DISCLAIMER: This story is written in Taglish.

In Elemental magic you can be one of four magic types; water, fire, earth, and air. The only problem is Violet is none of these things. Is she what they call a magic dud, or is she something rarer, more powerful, and more dangerous than anyone could have imagined!? Teasers, "Em, most girls sneak out for a boy, you sneak out for a unicorn." I began to cry as it reached for my face."No!" I screamed. "Please No!" I went to pull back the shower curtain, but some nagging thought in the back of my head stopped me. I didn't have a little brother, so why was there a little boy in my bathroom? I gulped and with shaking hands pulled back the shower curtain. "What!? How could that be!?" I yelled, and covered my hand with my mouth. Shouting wasn't such a good idea right at this moment. If someone heard us and came up here to investigate the noise we were making, they would find a boy and a girl, a bloody knife with both their finger prints on it, and a very very dead body. "Don't touch her!" he hissed and lunged at Henry. Running through the night wearing nothing but a flimsy hospital dress, while waving a dismembered hand in his hand, was a strangeness no regular person could hope to inspire to.