Ang Unang Serye. "Isang araw, nagising na lang ako sa loob ng kuwentong isinulat ko." Natuklasan ni Faye na nagagawa niyang makapasok sa kuwento na kaniyang isinulat. Ang kaniyang nobelang Salamisim ay tungkol sa pagmamahalan ng isang dalaga na anak ng gobernadorcillo at ng isang binatang nabibilang sa samahan na naglalayong pabagsakin ang pamahalaan. Nakilala ni Faye ang lahat ng karakter na kaniyang pinangalanan. Naranasan niya ang lahat ng eksena na binuo ng kaniyang malikhaing kaisipan. At narinig niya ang lahat ng linya na kaniyang pinaghirapan. Hindi siya naniniwala sa Happy Ending, ngunit paano na ngayong nakilala niya si Sebastian Guerrero? Ang pangalawang tauhan na siyang magiging hadlang sa kuwento. Hanggang saan ang kayang gawin ng manunulat upang protektahan ang kaniyang akda kung mahuhulog ang kaniyang damdamin sa antagonista? Date Started: February 29, 2020 Date Finished: May 26, 2020 Published by Flutter Fic/ Anvil Publishing All Rights Reserved 2020

Isang malaki, luma at sunog na mansion, magkapatid na mangkukulam, sumpa ng dalawang salamin at lihim ng nakaraan. Paano itomauugnay sa buhay ng magkakaibigang Irish, Jen at Laila? Paano nito babaguhin ang buhay ni Alexa? At ano ang kaugnayan ni Raffy sa mga buhay nila?

Hindi lahat ng nawawala ay hindi na muling babalik pa. May ibang, bigla na lang lilitaw upang matapos ang bagay na dapat noon pa nila na tapos. Tulad niya....... Akala naming lahat ay wala na siya, akala namin ay nakatakas na ang may sala. Pero isa lamang iyong malaking Akala. Bumalik siya para maningil... Bumalik siya para isa isahin ang mga bagay na dapat niyang tirisin......... Maniniwala ka ba kung sabihin ko sa iyo na siya ang may pakana ng lahat? O, pagtatawanan mo lang ako tulad ng iba? Siya.........Siya.......Siya...... Siya ang ATE ko, ang may kagagawan ng lahat..... Dapat bang maging kaisa ako sa mga plano niya? O isa ako sa dapat na sumalungat?

"There's another heartbeat in the darkness." Worthwood Academy, a school where extraordinary is only ordinary. Everyone is special in their own ways. Nathalia Delacroix wished for a life that is normal and peaceful yet she's destined to something more chaotic and miserable. She promised to all odds that she'll embrace it all, but what will happen if she finds out that everything she believes into is just for a show? It's for you to find out. TAGALOG - ENGLISH First Half - Identity Seek Started: 10/05/14 Finished: 5/11/15 6:05PM Second Half - Distracted Reality Finished: 11/30/15 9:40PM Status: Unedited

In the kingdom of Vanderdash, there is no more feared warriors than that of the Scarlet Guard. Protectors of the royal family, skilled assassins trained since childhood, They follow the crown, they enforce the crown. To many, the group cloaked in red is a greater symbol of the royal family's power than the kings crown itself. Citizens respect and fear the scarlet guard, the power they hold. But within the guard there is only one who installed that very same feeling into the rest. Head of the prince's royal guard, ruthless and cunning, rarely seen by the citizens themselves. They call her Red. An expert in poisons and deception, the small girl has brought armies to their knees without once lifting a blade. A vermillion haired monster hidden behind the face of a doll. ~~ I smiled up at the men, "Would you like a cookie?" They peered into the basket I held out, spotting the heart shaped treats. "They're cinnamon with apple Jam. I do promise they are to die for." The taller mans eyes narrowed, "did you give the poor fool dead on the road a cookie?" My lips parted, "a dead man? Oh my..do you think it is safe?" "..depends on who you are miss, why did you say you were in the woods again?" I smiled gently, "I didn't." He rose a brow. "I'm delivering these," I shook the basket a bit, "to my dearest grandmama." He hesitated for only a slight second, "oh. well. be careful then. These woods can be dangerous." I nodded once still holding out the basket, "so would you?" "Would we what?" I giggle a bit, "like a cookie silly." "Ah.." he scratched the back of his head, "sorry, I'm not too fond of apples." Damn it. I sighed softly, "strawberry next time then." "Right..." As I turned to go I looked up at the two tall men, "you be careful now too gentleman. There are wolves in these woods." They nodded rigidly as I spun and began to skip off, giggling to myself. He asked the wrong question. I didn't give the dead fool a cookie. I gave him two.

The world had gone to hell long ago, taken over by the vampire race. In order to keep some sort of peace in our land, the Vampire Lords made a consecutive agreement. The rich and powerful humans could survive just as they had been, untouched by the vampires save for the occasional blood collections, or so they thought In reality, we were all under their control. Castles spread out throughout our land, one landing in each city. Each castle varied in the number of vampires residing there, but all of them carried a Lord. The Lords were the ones in charge in every city, whether we liked it or not. The vampires often roam through the city, making sure that everyone was in order and no one stepped out of line. If you stepped out of line, you died, end of story. Even if the rich were still under their control, their lives were still better than the poor. The poorest lives held a much worse fate. The men were to be put to work as slaves, whether that meant serving a specific vampire, or just building their castles, they were slaves. The women were to be pets. Pets were the lowest rank you could have. They were forced into cages that were too small to stand in with collars around their necks. They spent their lives in pet shops, just waiting for the dreadful day that they'll be bought. They were treated like animals, trained into what their master wanted, and punished if they misbehaved. Those who were lucky enough to live through that, we're to be slaughtered for their blood at age twenty-five in an act to make sure that our population would stay steady. I was born into this world. Born into this world full of blood-sucking monsters. Except, I was one of the lucky ones. Was. It all ended for me when I was 12, when I was taken away from the last bit of hope and family that I had left. Ever since then, I've lived in a cage, just rotting away, waiting, dreading for the day that some monster would make me his. This is my life. I am a pet. ~~~ Cover by: @mshacake

SS#1 an epistolary

Twenty-one year old Ana is minding her own business when suddenly strange men declare one night that she needs to die. Trying to escape to protect her dear life, she somehow finds herself travelling to another world where elves roam the earth as warriors and vampires are, well, still your typical kind of vampires. Now she has to find a way to go back to her own world to file a lawsuit against the strangers who attempted to murder her and to escape the clutches of a very arresting elven prince who held captive of both her body and heart.