Needyoursupport Stories

part 1

A/N: This story was written in English/Tagalog Plot. Coexistence, detrimental choices, one consequence. What if a book that has no author became a portal to other world? Well, this is when the story begins-That once upon a time, there was princess who was born in the palace of slaughterers. She is from the blood of clique Legendary Queen and a prospect on the throne of the Whirlwind Goddess, when suddenly, she dissapeared in her time and resurfaced in the future as a normal student studying in Dark Sunrise University where all her memories commence. But in just one glimpse, she would turn as the first ever leader of Gangstresses..that will make known as the 'Queen of Gangstress. A modern warrior. And in order to take herself to her real world? She needs to meet the two main characters that will send her back. The 'Blue And Red Gangsters. But they are not just the typical gangsters. Because what lies beneath their skin are far more wilder than you can ever imagine. They're like Yin and Yang. The Polar and Unusual. The Solar and Lunar. Hauling all the way from the 'Blue Club and inside the barriers of the 'Ruffian-Mobsters. Both racing for Love, Both fighting for only 1 woman, The daughter of the Goddess, herself, the main character, 'Princess Safarah. Who is she? Who will be the key in her distorted identity? The Leader of the Blue Club?--or The serial deflowerer of the Ruffian Mobsters? What life will she carry? The real life she had before or the sheer taste of fantasy she's having? A phrase is for sure will haunt her, "All History are Spiral and Twisted"

there was a girl who fell in love with her bestie's brother 9 years ago and she came just to be his wife, so, let's see where the story goes....

Hey, so This one isn't which i thought to write..but this one impressed me more so, i changed it into this.. hope you like it♥️ and in case none told you, I PURPLE YOU💜

Everyone likes things which they don't understand, things which fantasize them, romance, thrill and passion... Can somebody recall a phase before all of that..?? A phase of tranquility, stubborn and mollycoddling childhood which we all left behind ourselves as something that never really existed.. How have we transmogrified.. from someone vulnerable to harsh, cruel and vile... Read on to discover a brief account of all the joyous times you have valiantly lived your life and the memories you cherished as a lottle one.. You will at the end, find yourself appealing for a lifetime of that.. one . stupid. yet mesmerising. childhood...