Samantha Radaza

"Let's get you to bed already?" I asked when I noticed her head falling. Pinipilit niya ang sariling manatiling gising. 
          
          "At maghalikan?" 
          
          "Ask me that tomorrow." 
          
          "Pero..."
          
          I started walking. Muli niyang isiniksik ang mukha sa leeg ko. 
          
          "When you're sober, Peia." 
          
          "Kiss?" 
          
          I sighed hopelessly. Nginitian ko ang mga staff na nakasasalubong namin. 
          
          "Is she okay, sir?" 
          
          "Yes. Just drunk."
          
          Tumango naman ito at ngumiti. 
          
          "Kiss?" 
          
          I groaned. Hindi pa ba siya tapos? 
          
          "Yes, Peia. Hingin mo iyan bukas. When you're sober. And I will give you lots of it. I promise." 
          
          "Kiss?" 
          
          "Kisses, life."
          
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          Mercedez 4: Keeping This Love in a Photograph chapter 14 is now up!
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may story po ba si Xenon? cousin yata ni Haliya

Okay, guys, iiyak muna ako for tonight. Ang sakit ng POV ni Gino huhu. Grabe. #JonaxxAKTCLGino

Warmth in the Cold (Drex's story under the Broken Man Series) is now bagong bihis. Check the new book cover! Lmk your thoughts! <333
          
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"Do you think the others will be okay?" Farrah asked, breaking the silence.
          
          Amir was quiet for a moment, his eyes fixed on the horizon. "They’re strong. Datu Iskandar will do everything he can to protect them. But this fight… it’s not just about survival. It’s about something bigger."
          
          Farrah looked at him, her brow furrowing in confusion.
          
          Amir sighed, running a hand through his hair. "The Americans… and even the Spaniards before them... they see us as obstacles, as something to conquer and control. But we’re fighting for more than just our lives. We’re fighting for our way of life, for our culture, our traditions. Our identity. If we lose… everything we’ve ever known could be wiped away."
          
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          The Magic Necklace: Farrah and the Pirates of Tawi-Tawi chapter 3 is now up.
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Happy 1k reads, KTLIAP!!! Thank you po for reading Viau's story na nakakapikon, hahaha! 
          
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"You know what? These framed photos can be book covers. Kulang nalang lagyan ng title sa picture mismo." 
          
          Is that a compliment?! 
          
          My eyes twinkled as I watch her survey each frame hanging on the wall. Her hands were clasped behind her back, her jaw more defined as she tilted it up, curious at the piece and a tinge of seriousness in her expression. This angle of her... is really pretty. I find it so. 
          
          "Talaga?" 
          
          "Yup. You can sell these to publishing houses... or authors themselves. All of these look so romantic." 
          
          Napataas ang isang kilay ko. 
          
          "For someone who despises romance, you can tell, huh?" 
          
          She scoffed at my comment, walking past by it to survey the next frame. I followed suit. 
          
          "If it's in frames or in books or in movies... of course, I can tell. But if it's in real life," she shrugs, "no, thanks." 
          
          I chuckled hoarsely. 
          
          May tinatagong romantic side yata ang Peia ko.
          
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          Mercedez 4: Keeping This Love in a Photograph chapter 13 is now up.
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Happy 210k reads, Rest in Medellin! Thank you po. Mag-a-update po ako sa KTLIAP later, sobrang busy lang po talaga hehe.
          
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“I have fought all my life,” Datu Iskandar said, his gaze finally turning to meet hers. “And I will continue to fight, for as long as I have breath in my body. But the world is changing, Farrah. The old ways are dying, and I fear that our people will be swallowed up by the tides of history.”
          
          He paused, his expression softening as he looked at her. “You, too, are caught in this tide. I do not know how you came to be here, but I believe that there is a reason for it. It's 1915, and everyone had been in one war or another, yet the innocence in your eyes tells me that you have been sheltered from the chaos."
          
          Farrah's lips parted at that. 
          
          1915... I am in year 1915?!
          
          Farrah swallowed hard, the weight of his words settling on her shoulders like a heavy cloak. She had always felt out of place, lost in the world of adults who didn’t seem to see her, didn’t seem to care. But here, on this island, she was being asked to be more, to understand more, than she ever had before. How did she get here? What happened? She's never been this confused! 
          
          “I… I don’t know what to do,” she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. “I want to go home, but I don’t know how. And I’m scared, Datu Iskandar. I’m scared of what’s going to happen.”
          
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          The Magic Necklace: Farrah and the Pirates of Tawi-Tawi chapter 2 is now up!
          https://www.wattpad.com/1483359834

The leader took a step closer, his eyes still fixed on her. “You say you came from the sea?” he asked, his voice calm but laced with suspicion.
          
          Farrah nodded, struggling to find her voice. “There was a storm. I… I was on a ship with my parents, but then the waves…” Her words trailed off as she realized how impossible her story must sound. She swallowed hard, clutching the pearl necklace she tied around her neck earlier as if it could somehow make everything make sense.
          
          The leader looked at the older man, who had been the first to speak to Farrah. They exchanged a glance, a silent communication passing between them. Then the leader looked back at Farrah, his expression softening just a fraction.
          
          “What is your name, child?” he asked, his tone gentler this time.
          
          “Farrah,” she replied, her voice trembling slightly. “Farrah Mancao.”
          
          The leader nodded slowly, as if turning the name over in his mind. “I am Datu Haji Iskandar, the Pinuno of these pirates,” he said. Pirates! “You are far from home, Farrah. This is not a place for someone like you.”
          
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          The Magic Necklace: Farrah and the Pirates chapter 1 is now up.
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