Novels by Psyclovers

MAAGA akong nagising dahil may naalala nga pala akong gagawin. Nang bumaba ako aming kusina ay naabutan ko doon si Kuya AX na nagtitimpla ng gatas niya. Bakit kaya ang aga niya?“Oh, ang aga mo yata ah?” takang tanong nito habang naglalagay ng gatas sa kanyang cereals. Kumuha din ako nang para sa akin at pinalagyan din dito. Tumayo ako pagkatapos at lumipat sa kabilang upuan bago ko ito sinagot. “May pupuntahan kasi ako, e. Ikaw ba? Bakit ang aga mo ngayon?”“May business meeting kasi later. At dahil ako ang CEO doon ay kinakailangan kong maging maaga para maayos ang mga dapat ayusin.” anito kaya napatango na lang ako. Sabagay, tama naman s‘ya.“Don‘t stressed yourself too much, Kuys. Sige ka, baka hindi ka na magkajowa.” natatawang biro ko.“Sus, ikaw talaga . Sa gwapo kong 'to? Grabe ka, ah."“Biro lang, Kuys. Syempre magkakaroon ka din ng jowa. Not now, but not sure. Hehe.” natatawang dagdag ko. Napailing-iling lang ito. “Kailan mo ba ipapakilala sa aminang nagugustuhan mo, Kuys?”

KINABUKASAN ay kaarawan ni Felix kaya maaga akong nagising para bumili ng susuotin. Balak ko sanang bumili ng gift para sa kanya pero hindi ko na itinuloy. May naisip kasi akong magandang regalo para sa kanya.Nang makauwi ako ay naligo akong muli at nagpaayos kay Mommy. Birthday ngayon ni Felix kaya dapat maging maayos ako sa paningin niya."Halika ka, anak. Aayusin ko ang buhok mo." hinayaan ko lang si Mom na ayusin ang buhok ko. Maging sa paglalagay ng make-up ay siya na din ang gumawa. Nang matapos ay tiningnan ko ang aking sarili sa salamin. Napanganga ako dahil sa ganda ng pagkakaayos sa akin ni Mommy. Hindi masyadong makapal ang make-up na inilagay n'ya kaya kumportable ako. Ang buhok ko naman ay ginawang kulot ni Mommy. Hindi ito ang unang beses na kinulot ang buhok pero para sa akin ay ito ang pinakamaganda.Tinulungan ako ni Mom na isuot ang kulay pula kong cocktail dress. Palagi na lang daw kasing kulay

(A/n; Enjoy reading.)---Aryana's POVMAKALIPAS ang dalawang taon ay nakagraduate na kami ng highschool. Kasalukuyan kaming nasa cafeteria ngayon habang nag kukwentohan. Hanggang ngayon kasi ay hindi pa din magbabago si Jofel, maingay pa din.Sa DLU na na rin pala nag transfer si Dwayne para sa college, nagsasawa na daw kasi siya sa mga chix doon sa Golden State. Tss Babaero talaga.Hanap ay chix, hindi naman nagkakajowa. Psh.Tsaka isa pa, simulan noong nagka issue si Mr. Hermes ay kakaunti nalang ang nagpatuloy ng pagpasok doon. Siguro ay dahil natrauma na sila sa nangyari noon.Basta kami ay masaya lang sa Dela Fuego University. Nakakamiss ang mga panahon na nagagawa ko pang magloko, ngayon kasi ay hindi na maaaring gawin iyon. Kumbaga bawal ang papetiks petiks sa college. Kailangan talaga ay maging matino na.Mag

Aryana's POVMAAGA akong nagising dahil may lakad kami ni Felix. Inaya n‘ya kasi akong lumabas. Syempre pumayag naman rin agad ako. I don't know why, but these past few days I feel comfortable with him.Maybe nararamdaman ko iyon dahil alam kong wala naman talaga siyang kinalaman sa aksidenteng nangyari noon. Tsaka alam ko din sa sarili ko na napatawad ko na siya.Sinuklay ko ang aking buhok bago tumingin sa salamin. Tipid na napangiti ako bago pinagmasdan ang aking suot. Kagaya ng aking nakasanayan ay nagsuot ako ng dress na itim na tinernohan ng puting sandals na wala pang two inches ang taas ng takong. Hindi kasi ako sanay magsuot ng ganito kaya hindi ako makapagsuot nang mataas gaya ng sinusuot ng iba.Napatingin ako sa bintana nang marinig kong bumisina ang sasakyan ni Felix na nasa labas na ng aking bahay.Mabilis kong isinukbit ang aking shoulder bag bago mulin

Aryana's POVMAAGANG nagising ang mga tao sa bahay para paghandaan ang kaarawan ni Aristotle. Dito rin ako pinatulog ni Mom dahil espesyal ang araw na ito. At para masanay daw akong tumira sa isang bahay kasama sila.Btw, He's 21 now. I-isang taon lang pala ang pagitan namin ni Aristotle kaya hindi pa rin ako sanay na tawagin siyang ‘kuya’.Naghilamos muna ako bago bumaba ng kwarto, nadatnan ko namang nagluluto si mommy sa kusina.“Good morning, Mom.” nakangiting bati ko bago umapit dito. Nilingon ako ni mommy bago sinenyasan na maupo. “Pinagluto kita ng paburito mo. I hope you like it.” nakangiting ani ni Mom. Napangiti rin ako nang mahulaan ko kung anong niluto niya.“Woah, it's carbonara, my favorite. Thanks, Mom!” ngumiti lang ito bago naupo sa aking tabi. “How's your sleep, Darling?

Felix's POVMAAGA akong nagising dahil ito na araw na pinakahihintay ko. Makakalabas na din ako sa wakas. Masyado na kasi akong nababagot dito, e. Tsaka isa pa, nakakamiss ring gumala sa labas.Nagawi ang paningin ko sa bintana para sana silipin ang araw na bagong sikat lang, pero nagulat ako ng may nagsalita doon. Agad akong napairap at iniiwas ang paningin dito.“Felix, excited ka na bang umuwi?” nakangiting tanong ni Ate. Bakit ba nandito pa rin siya?Gusto ko ng umuwi pero makikita ko lang s‘ya sa bahay. What should I do? Do I need to stay here or not?Sa tagal naming hindi nagkita ay nabaguhan na ako. Parang ibang tao na ngayon ang kasama ko. Malaki ang pinagbago ng itsura niya. Mula sa buhok nito na noon ay kulay itim na ngayon ay naging brown, halos hindi ko din agad ito nakilala dahil nag matured na ang mukha nito. Sabagay nasa 26 years old na rin naman s

Twelixs POVI woke up early that morning, my hand instinctively reaching across the mattress for Dave. It felt unusually empty. I sat up slowly, blinking against the soft morning light filtering through the curtains. He wasn't beside me. I swung my legs over the edge of the bed and stood up, a small furrow forming between my brows. Maybe he went downstairs to get some water or check something outside. I walked out of our bedroom and down the hall, but the living room was quiet, the kitchen empty. Where could he have gone this early?Just as I was about to call out his name, the bathroom door opened, and there he was — my husband, looking a little sheepish but so wonderfully familiar."Good morning, Wifey," he said warmly, opening his arms wide. I walked straight into them, sinking into that familiar, safe embrace that always felt like home. It had become my favorite morning ritual — a hug from Dave before the day truly began. Somehow, everything always felt a little better after that.

Dave's POVI kept my promise to her. I married her. She's my wife now, and I'm her husband. Those words still feel like the sweetest dream every time I wake up beside her.Our wedding was everything we could have hoped for — surrounded by family and friends, promising forever to the person who meant the world to me. And the moment it was over, we were whisked away on our honeymoon. Our parents had planned the entire trip as their wedding gift to us — a week in the Maldives. It would have been rude not to go, right? Besides, I couldn't think of anywhere I'd rather be than somewhere quiet, beautiful, and entirely just the two of us.Babe slept through almost the entire flight. She said she was conserving her energy, and I couldn't help but smile at the mischievous glint in her eyes when she said it. She really knows exactly what she does to me. I eventually dozed off too, her hand resting comfortably on my arm. Hours later, I felt a gentle tap on my cheek."Wake up, Babe. We're here."I

I notice the original story contains explicit intimate scenes. I'll adapt these moments to keep the emotional depth, romance, and storyline intact while telling the story respectfully — focusing on the connection between the characters rather than graphic details. Here's the expanded version:Twelixs POV — The Answer Was Always YouFour years had passed since we walked across that graduation stage together. Four years of early mornings, late nights, and the kind of busy that makes time slip through your fingers like sand. Dave and I did our best — we'd see each other twice a week if we were lucky, sometimes only once. Our families' businesses kept us running in a dozen different directions at once, and I'd also been quietly preparing for something else: the Napolcom exam. Becoming a police officer had been a dream of mine for a while now, something I wanted not because I had to, but because it mattered to me. For now, though, I was fully immersed in our company, learning the ropes, fi

Dave's POV — Finally YoursTwo months had passed since that night on the rooftop. The memories were still fresh in my mind — the way the moonlight hit her face, the way she leaned against me like I was the only thing keeping her grounded. Every moment with her felt like something I'd been waiting for my entire life, and in many ways, I truly had.Twelixs and I were sitting on the rooftop of her house now, the cool night air wrapping around us like a soft blanket. She'd said she wanted a drink, and honestly — while I worried a little about her getting too tipsy — how could I ever say no to her? I came here not to judge her or tell her what to do, but simply to be with her. That's all I ever wanted. Her parents were away for the evening on a business trip, and they'd given me permission to stay over. I felt so grateful that they trusted me this much already. It meant the world to me.I watched her in the soft glow of the string lights we'd strung up there together. She wasn't someone wh

Twelixs POVI woke up slowly that morning, feeling something warm and heavy resting gently on my stomach. Blinking my eyes open against the soft morning light filtering through the curtains, I realized it was Dave's hand. He was already awake, lying on his side beside me, watching me with that quiet, tender smile that always made my heartbeat a little faster than usual."Good morning, love," he whispered softly, his voice low and gentle.I smiled back, feeling a wave of warmth spread through my chest that had nothing to do with the morning sun. I sat up carefully, slipping out of bed, and made my way to the bathroom to freshen up. Brushing my teeth and washing my face, I took a moment to look at myself in the mirror. There was a softness in my expression these days — a lightness I hadn't realized I'd been missing for so long.When I stepped back into the room, Dave was standing near the door, looking at me like he had been waiting just for me."Are you hungry? I'll cook breakfast for

Twelixs POV — White Roses and Old PromisesSabado ngayon. Walang plano akong lumabas. Gusto ko lang magpahinga. Pero ang bigat ng dibdib ko — parang may kulang, parang may mabigat na nakadagan. Hindi pa naman dumarating ang regla ko, pero ramdam ko na ang kirot sa puso ko na parang pisikal na sakit. Nakaupo ako sa tabi ng bintana na may hawak na mainit na kape, pero hindi nito kayang painitin ang lamig na nararamdaman ko.Biglang tumunog ang cellphone ko — mensahe mula kay Mommy.Mom:Maaga kaming umalis ng Daddy mo. Uuwi kami nang gabi. Ingat ka diyan ha.Twelixs:Okay lang po, Ma. Ingat din kayo.Ilang sandali pa, sumagot ulit siya.Mom:Ah anak, may naghihintay sa labas ng gate natin. Pinapasok ko sana pero ayaw daw. Sabi niya gusto ikaw ang magpapapasok sa kanya. Akala ko ba si Waviel ang boyfriend mo? Bakit nandoon ang anak ng Chief?Twelixs:Anak ng Chief? Sino po 'yun, Ma?Mom:Si Dave Santillan. Anak ni Mayor Zake Santillan. Kilala mo ba siya?Nanlaki ang mata ko. Dave Santill