What a great actors they are? Should I now stand, clapping loudly with teary eyes as if in amazement? Or should I now send them to Cannes and get them praised? Did they get that in some sort of hollywood acting workshop? Oh don't forget to note the sarcasm honey. I'm currently watching the whole group of freaks from afar using this binoculars I bought from some kids in the street. I can't miss this very special event of my life. It's the day where the freaks will watch me getting buried six feet under the ground. A day to celebrate for evils like them. It's my funeral by the way. And I assure you, there will be an after party. Just imagine how these bunch of evil minions will party; naked dancing with large forks in hand; a blood for liquors; and human eyes as their finger food- Okay that was kind of disgusting already. Well who are those freaks I'm pertaining to? Count in my step wicked witch of a mother, her new pervert of a husband- the replacement of my loving father who just passed away four months ago. My all voodoo-dolly-slutty fake girl friends and a whole gang of a douchebag classmates and some other from other blocks. My freakery-ogre of a whore step sister whose restraining herself from grinning while splattering the blessed water to my coffin. And of course, my evil-scamp of a boyfriend -oh! Let me rephrase that; my evil-liar-scamp of an EX-boyfriend whose just in poker.face while my coffin was getting burried. I'll thank all of them in hell for attending to my funeral. But before you guys run with peed-pants, I'm not a cursing ghost here, okay? I just faked my death that's all. In that way, I can intelligently plot a vengeful plan to all of them. And as my fake body get buried, I'll also bid goodbye to the stupid-all-goody girl side of me. And I will return with all this vengeance and anger rising inside of me. And lastly, I'll make sure that to die is the only option of escape for my ruthless revenge.

What would you do, if the man you love is the same man who will break your heart? They say love will change you...but, Pain changed me

Ang pag-ibig ay parang nagsusugal. Pag sigurado kang mahal mo ang tao, ibibigay mo ang lahat. Ang problema dito ay di mo alam kung may maibabalik paba sayo o wala. Maswerte ang nakakakuha ng higit pa sa inaasahan, pero luhaan ang mga sumugal at natalo. Pero ganun paman, tulad ng sugal, kahit walang kasiguraduhan, marami paring umiibig, marami paring sumusugal. Dahil... Baka Sakali... Baka Sakali... Kaya mo bang sumuko sa pagba baka sakali?

TEEN CLASH BOOK 2: Just when you thought they finally got their happily-ever-after, a twist in the story will occur. (Completed. Published under Pop Fiction.)

PUBLISHED UNDER CHAPTERS OF LOVE INDIE PUBLISHING.

Half Off: 50% off! Sale ends on November 2 Published book, series and now a Wattpad Original. Read the original story or watch new episodes weekly only on VivaOne. Hindi intensiyon ni Carmela Isabella ang umibig, lalo na sa taong 1892. Mula sa taong 2016 ay mapupunta siya sa nakaraan nang may isang misyon: huwag hayaang umibig sa kanya si Juanito Alfonso, ang anak ng kilalang gobernadorcillo at ang lalaking nakatakda niyang makaisang-dibdib. *** Palaging kinukuwestiyon ni Carmela Isabella ang mga kuwentong nakabaon sa nakaraan ng kanyang pamilya, ngunit hindi niya akalain na mula sa panahong 2016 ay mapupunta siya sa taong 1892 sa pamamagitan ng isang lumang talaarawan at ang Arch of the Centuries na kanyang nagsilbing portal. Inatasan siya ng isang misteryosong madre upang gawin ang napakahalagang misyon: kailangan niyang mamuhay bilang si Carmelita Montecarlos, ang bunsong anak ng pinakamayamang pamilya sa San Alfonso at siguruhing mapipigilan si Juanito Alfonso--ang nakatakdang mapangasawa ni Carmelita--na umibig sa kanya. Sa nalalapit nilang kasal at sa kasaysayang naghihintay na maisulat muli, ang pag-ibig na hindi naman sinadya upang maranasan ng dalawang inosenteng puso ay muli bang masisilayan pagkalipas ng isang siglo? Book Cover by: LIB Publishing Illustrated (Charcoal Painting) by: Warner Jr. DISCLAIMER: This story is written in Taglish. Started: June 01, 2016 Completed: April 27, 2017

When 30-year-old Golda learns she only has a year to live due to cancer, she decides to relive her youth by going back to high school by bribing the principal. But as she attends classes disguised as a teenager, she finds that the students she meets have a lot to teach her about living life to the fullest. With the help of her new young friends, Golda learns to embrace every moment and make the most of the time she has left. --- SO, THIS IS YOUTH Standalone Novel #3 of Inspired Series By AnakniRizal WATTYS 2020 WINNER

Ang pag-ibig ay parang nagsusugal. Pag sigurado kang mahal mo ang tao, ibibigay mo ang lahat. Ang problema dito ay di mo alam kung may maibabalik paba sayo o wala. Maswerte ang nakakakuha ng higit pa sa inaasahan, pero luhaan ang mga sumugal at natalo. Pero ganun paman, tulad ng sugal, kahit walang kasiguraduhan, marami paring umiibig, marami paring sumusugal. Dahil... Baka Sakali... Baka Sakali...

Ang pag-ibig ay parang nagsusugal. Pag sigurado kang mahal mo ang tao, ibibigay mo ang lahat. Ang problema dito ay di mo alam kung may maibabalik paba sayo o wala. Maswerte ang nakakakuha ng higit pa sa inaasahan, pero luhaan ang mga sumugal at natalo. Pero ganun paman, tulad ng sugal, kahit walang kasiguraduhan, marami paring umiibig, marami paring sumusugal. Dahil... Baka Sakali... Baka Sakali... Pero hanggang saan ang pagbabaka sakali mo?

Ten missing teenagers. One house. One hundred cameras. A strange live broadcast suddenly went viral in all social media websites. What makes it strange? It is the live broadcast of the missing teenagers trapped and being secretly filmed inside a mansion── wherein the psycho house owner dangerously plays DOLLHOUSE with them on a next level. 𝗖𝗢𝗠𝗣𝗟𝗘𝗧𝗘𝗗. Date Started: September 14, 2019 Date Ended: January 30, 2020 Published under Pop Fiction - Cloak DISCLAIMER: This story is written in Taglish.