An Unexpected Love [BATC SERIES #2] (SELF-PUBLISHED)
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  • Reads 14,678
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  • Parts 26
  • Time 3h 14m
Complete, First published Jun 08, 2020
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Battle Above The Clouds Series#2

Col. Vicente Enriquez. The comrade of Gen. Gregorio del Pilar who fought with him during the 'Battle Above the Clouds'. This young soldier had a tragic experience in love causing him not to believe on destiny but everything had changed when he met this joyful young lady from a noble family in Ilocos Norte. 

Josefina Izabelle Ycasiano. A joyful young lady from the North who always fantasizing about love. 

Ating tunghayan ang kwento ni Col. Enriquez...


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