Philippines the Philippines has been executed for fake accusations from a mere lowly city who was a lover to America, Spain, Malaysia, Indonesia and Russia
but.... who would have thought that she wasn't the real Philippines?
what if they have found out of what Philippines was actually like and how she actually look like?
and what happens when the truth slowly starts to come out until it was finally out ?
what if while America, Indonesia, Malaysia, Russia and Spain was slowly finding out the truth the rest of the countries started to fall for her?
what if the bold, daring, cunning, slutty, selfish, self-centered, gold digger and bratty Philippines was actually a timid, shy, dense, kind, naive, selfish, introvert, have social anxiety and social interaction?
oh why did it have come to this? so sad so sad
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BOOK #3
He's like a storm-unpredictable and dangerous.
I knew he was a sick bastard when he smiled after I hit him the first time.
Annoying and obsessive, that's what he is.
I sensed it early on, but I didn't realize just how deep it ran until his obsession latched onto me.
Until I became the center of his world. Until he started flashing that smug, crooked smile my way.
But we can't... we're not supposed to be together.
We're polar opposites-existing in the same world, but never meant to collide.
Yet, he's ready to tear down everything for me.
But it's not that simple. My brothers are monsters. They'll kill him.
And still, he doesn't care.
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Glasses perched on his nose, calm and collected.
Exactly my type.
I knew he was meant to be mine the moment our eyes locked, that intense gaze pulling me in.
And I'll have him, no matter what it takes-by any means necessary, even if it costs me everything. I want to hold him in my arms, kiss him until neither of us can breathe.
But why is it so hard? Why does the world push back so fiercely when it comes to him and me?
I want him. And I will have him.