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More than a Fantasy
In a world where everyone wants to be aesthetic, she's used to being admired but never truly seen. Compliments come easy-"You're so pretty!" "You look amazing!"-but no one ever asks, "Are you okay?" For the longest time, she's felt like a painting in a gallery-gazed at, praised, but never really known. Then there's him. He's not the poetic type who spins metaphors about her beauty, nor the mysterious bad boy everyone secretly obsesses over. He's just... him. The kind of person who forgets his umbrella on rainy days, orders the same coffee every morning, and sometimes stumbles over his words when he's excited. The first time they talked, he didn't stare too long. Didn't say she was breathtaking. Instead, he simply asked: "Pagod ka na ba?" And somehow, that meant more than any compliment ever did. With him, she doesn't have to be perfect. She doesn't have to be put together, doesn't have to filter her words or curate every moment. She can be quiet, messy, lost in her thoughts-and still, he stays. He listens. He waits. He makes her feel like she doesn't have to be anyone else but herself. Sometimes, love isn't about grand gestures or heart-fluttering moments. Sometimes, it's just someone who makes space for you, who stays even when the moment isn't aesthetic, even when you're not your best, even when you have nothing to say. And for the first time, she doesn't feel like a painting in a gallery. She feels like she's home.Concluída
The Perfect Two
Jiro, a BS Chemistry major is contented with the life he has with his friends, he's never interested with girls. He is more interested with the love life of his friends rather than his own because he doesn't want to have one at all, he thinks it's just a hassle and then he met Lily which became that "hassle" in his life and the number one believer that they are made for each otherConcluída
My Hate is My Soulmate
It's about the 4 friends in a campus. Actually,the 3 of them are famous ,but..one of them is just an ordinary student with a hidden identity... Then the love triangle exist between the 3 person.. The Ordinary Girl,friend of an ordinary girl,and the one who were hated by an ordinary girl... Is it have a chance that the girl will fall in love with the one of them or she'll just ignore it? Who would be the guy she will choose?.. Well let's just know what could be possible to happen.. Oh well,we must read it first.Concluída
COS: The Legendary Seal (Rewritten)
Second Book of the Cursed Ones Series (I'll rewrite the first one again after this) "Follow as our friends discover who they are in a world that shunned them out just because they are different" Amethyst doesn't really get along well with others. Her history doesn't really help either. But there's always that one person who would be able to look past those and see her in a different light. Along the way, she meets people that she'd never thought she'd be able to trust, form bonds she never knew she could. Find an interest in a certain honey-brown eyed girl who manages to worm her way through her walls and make her feel things she never knew But there's a storm brewing, a darkness rising that they expected yet none knew was coming a lot closer than all of them thought. Will love blossom amidst all the chaos? Will their friendship prevail? Or will it all fail and lead to a path of ruin? (Eu: I know Cringe. Please don't roast me alive lol) PS: Main story starts at Chapter 5 Date Started: 09.15.23 Date Ended: --.--.-- Status: On going (Turtle Update)
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Constant Love
by: Lemonflora Seeing a person that deceives you in a similar circumstances, same space and atmosphere are quite mysterious. Somehow, it's quite strange for a person to recall things all over again without even bothering of trying to. Whilst, the song on the contrary is giving me the resemblance in reminiscing the particular setting. Everything I do, all I can imagine off is thinking of a strange whereabouts when someone captured my heart in an instance. A very strange echoes that I hear in my ranting heart, above the sudden nuisance that I hear from my mind. Is it love already or just a profound infatuation?Concluída
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Callsign Series #1 An Epistolary.Concluída
Just A Fleet
Just A 3 of 4. Hiding her true identity, she found another way where she could express herself freely, where she could be more true to herself and that is on her dummy account. And who knows? Maybe she could also feel a fleet on there by talking to someone who's also hiding at the back of his not so true account or let's just say... fake? Wanna find out?Concluída
In a world where everyone wants to be aesthetic, she's used to being admired but never truly seen. Compliments come easy-"You're so pretty!" "You look amazing!"-but no one ever asks, "Are you okay?" For the longest time, she's felt like a painting in a gallery-gazed at, praised, but never really known. Then there's him. He's not the poetic type who spins metaphors about her beauty, nor the mysterious bad boy everyone secretly obsesses over. He's just... him. The kind of person who forgets his umbrella on rainy days, orders the same coffee every morning, and sometimes stumbles over his words when he's excited. The first time they talked, he didn't stare too long. Didn't say she was breathtaking. Instead, he simply asked: "Pagod ka na ba?" And somehow, that meant more than any compliment ever did. With him, she doesn't have to be perfect. She doesn't have to be put together, doesn't have to filter her words or curate every moment. She can be quiet, messy, lost in her thoughts-and still, he stays. He listens. He waits. He makes her feel like she doesn't have to be anyone else but herself. Sometimes, love isn't about grand gestures or heart-fluttering moments. Sometimes, it's just someone who makes space for you, who stays even when the moment isn't aesthetic, even when you're not your best, even when you have nothing to say. And for the first time, she doesn't feel like a painting in a gallery. She feels like she's home.
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