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She Who Was A He (Hacienda Series #1)
Bawat kirot ay may katumbas na paghihiganti. Yes, every pain demands a payback. That's the first thing I learned when I loved him. Not consciously, not right away-but slowly, in pieces. He taught me how to love. His love was wildfire-reckless, consuming, beautiful in the way it ruined everything. I thought I was lucky to have it. I thought he saw something in me. Maybe he did. Maybe he saw the parts that were already breaking. He taught me how to bend the rules, how to silence the voice in my head that said "this isn't right." With him, right and wrong blurred until they didn't matter. Until all that mattered was staying close enough not to lose him, but distant enough not to drown. And then came pain. He taught me pain in a thousand unspoken ways. In words that stung more than silence. In apologies that came too late. In touches that lingered with regret. And pain... And pain. Again and again No fairy tale. No forever. It was never about soulmates. It was just... a story. A complicated, messy, painful story. But still, I gambled. I bet my heart on something that didn't deserve it. And in the end, that so-called love? It destroyed me. It didn't just break me-it broke everything I cared about. Everyone I loved. It burned through every soft thing I had left inside me. Because that love... Was disastrous. Behind the illusion of love hid everything I was afraid of: pain, betrayal, lies, manipulation. A heartbreak wrapped in promises. A knife dressed like a kiss. But here's what no one tells you: after heartbreak comes something sharper. Stronger. Revenge. And revenge-it's not sweet. It's not cold. It's best served hot. The kind of heat that doesn't ask for closure. It takes it. I, who was a he, now turned into a she. I will serve pain out of pain. Not to mirror the cruelty, but to remind the world: You don't get to hurt someone like me and walk away unburned.Complete![I'm A Writer,He's My Stalker[COMPLETED]✅](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/169188658-256-k297355.jpg)
I'm A Writer,He's My Stalker[COMPLETED]✅
I'm writing a story when someone added me in fb.I checked it and I thought it's just a cute guy but the time passed by,he keep chatting on me until I realized that I'm already inlove with him. ~~~~~ Started:12/02/2018Complete
The Unforgettable Ex (Campbell University Series 1)
The saddest thing in the world is loving someone who used to love you. Yes, I still love him, still thinking about him. His face, his laugh, his love. Pero yung thought na ayaw na niya sa 'yo? It feels like your heart is getting ripped out and stomped on, and then someone is trying to pry open your chest to put it back. It makes your stomach hurt, like it's nauseous. You feel like life isn't even worth living anymore, but you know you can't die, just in case that person wants you back. But what if hindi na? habang buhay ka na lang bang aasa? habang buhay ka na lang bang maghihintay sa kanya? O uumpisahan mo nang kalimutan siya at magmahal ng iba?Complete
FROM FRIENDS TO LOVERS (AND BEYOND)
There are moments in life so small, so ordinary, that you barely notice when everything changes. A glance held a little too long. A laugh that feels different in your chest. A touch that lingers. She became my best friend, my constant. Late-night calls, endless adventures, secrets whispered into the dark. It was always easy with her, natural. Safe. But somewhere between laughter and promises, something shifted. I didn't know it at first-not really. I just knew that when she smiled, it felt like the sun had chosen me. That when she cried, it hurt more than my own heartbreaks. That when she was near, the world made a little more sense. This is the story of how we found each other-not as we were, but as we were meant to be. From friends, to lovers, and somewhere even deeper than that. Because sometimes, the greatest love stories start with a simple truth: it was always you.
Chasing Pavements (GXG)
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Unwanted Feelings
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What Lies Can Do (R-16 COMPLETED)
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She has changed me.
Its really unusual for a guy to talk about his experience with a girl. Okay that sounds gay. Pero why do I feel this weird twingy feeling when i'm around her? Why do I feel this weird ecstatic feeling that wants me to hug her and tell her.. DAMN this! Its the first time I felt weird around a usual-and-nerdy-type of girl. There maybe lots of girls out there, but when i met her.. things changed, everything has changed. Changes? Sure! Whatever. Kim changed me, and I'm gonna thank her and love her for that. I promise. A/N: Sorry for the errors, in form or spelings and grammars. Thankyou. Hope you'd enjoyed it. And by the way. Just drop in the comment box or message board for the slot of characters. First come, first serve. Salamat po. GOD BLESS! XXComplete
Bawat kirot ay may katumbas na paghihiganti. Yes, every pain demands a payback. That's the first thing I learned when I loved him. Not consciously, not right away-but slowly, in pieces. He taught me how to love. His love was wildfire-reckless, consuming, beautiful in the way it ruined everything. I thought I was lucky to have it. I thought he saw something in me. Maybe he did. Maybe he saw the parts that were already breaking. He taught me how to bend the rules, how to silence the voice in my head that said "this isn't right." With him, right and wrong blurred until they didn't matter. Until all that mattered was staying close enough not to lose him, but distant enough not to drown. And then came pain. He taught me pain in a thousand unspoken ways. In words that stung more than silence. In apologies that came too late. In touches that lingered with regret. And pain... And pain. Again and again No fairy tale. No forever. It was never about soulmates. It was just... a story. A complicated, messy, painful story. But still, I gambled. I bet my heart on something that didn't deserve it. And in the end, that so-called love? It destroyed me. It didn't just break me-it broke everything I cared about. Everyone I loved. It burned through every soft thing I had left inside me. Because that love... Was disastrous. Behind the illusion of love hid everything I was afraid of: pain, betrayal, lies, manipulation. A heartbreak wrapped in promises. A knife dressed like a kiss. But here's what no one tells you: after heartbreak comes something sharper. Stronger. Revenge. And revenge-it's not sweet. It's not cold. It's best served hot. The kind of heat that doesn't ask for closure. It takes it. I, who was a he, now turned into a she. I will serve pain out of pain. Not to mirror the cruelty, but to remind the world: You don't get to hurt someone like me and walk away unburned.
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