She's a wallflower with her petals closed. But fate is always unfair to her. They even watered her down with hate, envy, despair and the wicked ways to her very core. It nurtures her daily and it forcefully opened herself when they least expect her to. This time, her fiercer version that they can't recognize her anymore. That's what she wants from the very start. Revenge and nothing else. Can love ease the pain she's been keeping all the time? When this will be the one that will crush her in the end...

We are standing on the same cloud nine that I have to give up my spot. I am made out of pain but I choose to give happiness. I am good at keeping someone but I need to let go...all for her.

I was trapped, and I didn't notice that until that moment — "What are my choices?" I finally dared to ask him. He smirked and leaned closer to my face, which made me lose my confidence a bit. Then he said, "Work for me, and I will make your life easier.". I raised my brows, "What if I don't?" He squeezed my jaw and gazed shamelessly to my lips before saying, "I will make you regret your decision of saying —No— to a boss.". I didn't have a choice, right?

"Dear, stop watching TV, please!" That's the last thing before I closed my eyes. I felt somebody pulled me, and the next thing I knew, I was underwater! With the sea creatures talking to me, I panicked. I remembered swimming as fast as I could, seeing my tail. Heck, did I just become a mermaid or something? With one blink of an eye, I am seeing myself raising my hands. "I volunteer!" I widened my eyes when those words came from my mouth. I could hear cheers, and when I covered my mouth and shut my eyes, I also felt somebody holding my hand. I felt like flying on a carpet. "Let me show you to a whole new world!" "No!" I struggled and felt my feet slipped off. With the gravity that's pulling me down, I know this is not a dream anymore!

I looked at my reflection and I saw myself holding a knife as I grinned, but I know I am showing a worried face. I slowly shifted my gaze on my hand but I'm not holding any. "Who are you?" "You are me..." My own reflection replied with a shrill laughter echoing the whole room. "This can't be real! You're just an illusion!" I shouted as I threw a vase on the mirror in front of me. "I will kill you! By then my dream will finally come true..." Her terrifying voice haunted me until I could feel the blood dripping through my chest. I fell on the ground as I felt the knife on my chest that she used to stab me. "How can killing someone be a dream come true?" The worst thing is I am my own killer...

He's Eli and his name says for himself: an elite billionnaire and a professional actor, a showman by night. Every prank's worth many lives when he will start one. Being a real, unruly playboy is a part of his identity. But what if one day, everything will change? What if things will never be the same again one morning when he went missing? Can love find its way to his unbelieving heart? When he is yet to know the truth...

Love is blind He tried avoiding his gaze, but he only finds himself melting just by his presence. "Hey, are you alright?" He held his hand that's placed on the table. He looked at his hand that possessively touches his. He tried twitching it but instead, he held it tighter. "Can't you see? They're looking at us." He said as he looked down, a bit shy. "What's the matter with that?" He asked him, not minding other people but only the man he adored in front of him. "I'm afraid of what they're going to say." "Does it really matter to you?" "I just didn't like them looking at us as if all we do is wrong." As soon as he heard his man saying this, he stood up. The sound from the chair caught the attention of many people inside the restaurant. "Hey! Everyone!” As soon as he said that, a lot of people’s gaze were on them. I love this guy! Any problem with that?" The faces of the people around were more than shocked, especially when he kissed the man he adored in front of them.

"Let me hug you…” She softly said as tears fell from his eyes that seemed to signify something. We’re out in the pouring rain and the coldness of the breeze reached my soul. I can feel the tightness of her touch that instantly gave me a feeling of heaviness. “We always do this right?” I smiled but it seemed to not help ease what I feel right now. “Yes, but I want to do it like this, right this time.” Her voice almost a whisper as it slowly making my knees tremble. From the endless hugs that we’re sharing, why is this one different? I am feeling sad instead of being excited. Is she doing what I am afraid of thinking right from the very start? (This is a tagalog story with a combination of English. Enjoy reading! :)