He Was A Psycho
Luna is orphan and lives with her aunt and her cousin Rick who use to be kind but became a psycho and is in love with Luna.
Is Rick's love only a fiscal love or true love?
Will Luna accept Rick's feelings?
Will Luna suffer because of Rick's craziness??
The Color Of The Canvas
Alessandro Smith was raised in a family where torment and murder were chosen pastimes, and his childhood was marred by kidnapping and abuse. This volatile upbringing molded Alessandro into a cold and spiteful individual who held a deep animosity for mankind.
Outside of tormenting his enemies, Alessandro harbored a less sinister hobby: painting. His artwork stunned his teachers and tempted affluent patrons to part with their wealth for his creations.
No one really knew the ingredients of the crimson paint he favored.
An unexpected encounter brought a girl into Alessandro's life, challenging his understanding of the world.
Warning: This book is filled with violent and explicit content, which might repulse and discomfort some readers.
Black Magic for the Village Flower
Nana was the village’s most beautiful flower. Five young men had proposed to her, but she rejected them all for various reasons.
One day, Nana felt an unbearable pain in her chest. She went to the doctor and was declared free of breast cancer. However, the pain in her breasts persisted. A week later, they began to rot, causing her immense suffering.
Many suspected that Nana had been cursed with santet (black magic).
Who had cast this dark spell on Nana?
Would she be able to fight against this sinister magic?
After Him, There Was Me
Chapter One: The Message Request It all began when I was trying to fix the pieces of my heart the ones that had been left shattered by someone who had suddenly stopped talking to me. I thought I had
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Suddenly... It's forbidden.
We fucked... Finally. Yeah finally. That Blondie kept saying she won't fuck me in a million years... Believe me I did believed it. But then things happened blah blah... I found out I'm... He
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The boy next door
The scent of sampaguitas always reminded Maya of home. Not the four walls she shared with her ever-busy parents in Davao City, but the feeling of warmth, of belonging, that seemed to cling to the air
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Love is fucking with me.
"Gahhh!" I groaned *dramatically* as I kneel down, with both my hands on the air, as if asking god for mercy. "Why can't I have a normal love life!?" I said, my voice breaking out, I cough when I f
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