PLEASE BE GUIDED BY THE FOLLOWING :This story is not suitable for all ages especially to young readers. Scenes and chapters are appropriate but not ALL WORDS are. Many foul words, curses, and cuss are applied inside this said story.
Im no good.
Im a BITCH but definitely not a flirt.
I love doing BOYS stuff.
Im not an ideal type of girl whos demure, gentle, ladylike, refined or whatever you call that shits.
Im LOUD, BULLY, EVIL, WICKED, SADIST, BRUTAL, FIERCE and i consider myself a king-like that whatever I want is what I absolutely get.
I love RACING, its my life. I dedicate my life and spent most of my time in racing, beating my opponents, leaving them fucked up and defeated.
Im a cussing machine, well I actually have four sides but i couldnt show them off.
I used to be rich...BEFORE, now im just living a damn average life.
I study in an exclusive school for girls in Manila and living in an apartment with a friend.
I have circle of friend consists of HOT, COOL, EXTRAORDINARY, JAW-DROPPING guys.
ughhh. information overload, i guess ?
but let me tell you one last thing..
Love is BULLSHIT. I have commitments bygone and believe me nothing became memorable and sincere , it will just leave you heartless.
STUPID FUCKING BRATS ARE THE ONLY ONE WHO BELIEVE THAT HAPPILY EVER AFTER EXISTS.
I am CASSANDRA FUENTES, your enemy who'll burn you into ashes.
TOTGA (Candy Stories #4) (Published under Bliss Books)
54 parts Complete
54 parts
Complete
Engineering students Pfifer and Ivan know that what they have is something special. Without a proper label between them plus an ugly twist of fate, can they manage to be together in the end--or will they remain as each other's TOTGA and nothing more?
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May feelings na laging nandiyan, nakaabang kung kailan magpapapansin. Nakaabang kung kailan ako titisurin sa mga pamilyar na kanta, lugar, at salita. Magpapaalala sa isang mukha na hindi ko naman gano'n kakabisado pero pamilyar. Magpapaalala sa mga dating pakiramdam.
Malalaman mo raw kung sino ang The One That Got Away mo kapag narinig mo 'yong salita at nakaalala ka ng iisang tao lang; nakatisod ka ng mga dating pakiramdam; nangulila ka sa mga nakaraang saya; nakaalala ka ng mga pamilyar na sakit.
Sabi, time heals wounds at distance makes one forget. Bakit parang hindi naman effective? Bitbit ko pa rin lahat ng what if. Hindi pa rin ako makatakas sa maraming sana.
Ako ba ang bumitiw o siya? Tapos na ba kami talaga?
Ang sarap magtanong kaso...wala nga palang kami noon.
Disclaimer: This story is written in Taglish.