I Died As Filipino Manga

Ursula had to escape from her father dahil pinipilit siya nitong ipakasal sa kanang-kamay nitong si Leon. Her father felt indebted to him because he saved his life on one of their encounters to the authority. Pero ang hindi alam ng ama ay masamang tao ang pinagkakatiwalaan nito dahil isang gabi na wala ito ay sinubukan siyang pagsamantalahan ni Leon at nang hindi siya pumayag ay sinaktan siya nito. Tumakbo siya ng tumakbo hanggang sa makarating sa isang kubo sa gitna ng sagingan at doon ay nakatulog siya. Nang magising ay nasa isang silid na siya at agad na bumulaga sa kanya ang mukha ng isang lalaki. The most handsome face she had ever seen. Hindi niya alam na posibleng makaramdam siya ng sense of security sa lalaking kakikilala pa lamang niya at iyon ang ibinibigay ng awra nito sa kanya. Agad na nahulog ang loob niya rito at hindi niya alam kung ano ang gagawin dahil nagpanggap siyang wala siyang naaalala kahit pa ang sarili niyang pangalan. Matatanggap kaya siya nito kapag nalaman nitong parte siya ng isang grupo na lumalaban sa gobyerno? Pero paano kung nahulog na rin pala ito sa kanya? Would he choose her dangerous love over his family?

Lumaki si Lushiane nang hindi buo ang kaniyang pamilya. Pero hindi iyon naging hadlang upang siya ay sumuko sa mga hamon ng buhay. Hindi kalaunan ay nakilala niya ang taong nagbigay ng iba't ibang bugso ng damdamin na kahit kailan ay hindi niya pa nararanasan. Ngunit, ang kasiyahang iyon ay agad ding nadagukan nang malaman ang katotohanan, sunod-sunod na problema ang natikman niya. Nagmistulang walang kwenta ang kaniyang buhay, pero nanatili siyang nakatayo. Sa mahigit sampung taon at sa lahat ng problema, sakit, at panlolokong kinaharap niya... Makaya niya pa kaya? Matanggap niya pa kaya ang lalaking gumulo at sumira sa kaniyang sarili?

After triumphing over her physical struggle, Alexandra Angela confronts the most daunting trial of her married life. Losing a child inflicts an unbearable pain and guilt upon her. However, discovering her husband's infidelity while they both mourn the death of their child shatters her soul. Just as promises can be broken, the once-golden vows can also be tainted by dishonesty, pain, and hatred.

Ocean Series: 1Stella, a orphan probinsyana wishes to become a cardiologist. She sets on an adventure to the city of Manila with her bestfriend's kuya, Alen. She soon learns how to love, how one person chose to clutch the knife, the ugly side of the world and how to heal oneself.

It was a full moon, and my mate, Alpha Ethan, bailed on our son's coming-of-age ceremony rehearsal. All because his Omega mistress, Scarlett, was in heat. Then, during the actual ceremony, our son Caleb was ambushed by a rival pack. By the time I heard the news, Caleb had been shot. He was dead, lying in a pool of his own blood. I knelt beside him, completely breaking down, when Ethan's voice, faking an apology, came through the mind link: "Sorry, Scarlett needs me. I'm sure Caleb can handle things. Just make sure Caleb gets some rest early, don't let him run around and mess up tomorrow's celebration." I looked at my son's broken body, my voice trembling, "He won't be running anywhere anymore." "Good," Ethan said, sounding pleased. "Scarlett's bloodline is purer. She's better suited to give the Stone Pack strong heirs. You should understand." I cut the link. After I committed my son's body to the flames, I found the secret ritual to break a mate bond and contacted a wolf I hadn't spoken to in a long, long time: "The protection wards on Stone Pack territory are down. You can make your move."

At the age when I should have been attending university, I was framed by my biological parents and sent to prison. My sister had been cruelly killed by her kidnappers when she tried to save me, and they blamed me for her death. On the day of my release, I was kidnapped and had one of my ears cut off. When I found the opportunity, I immediately called my father, asking him to save me. Instead, he snapped, saying, “You’re no longer my son! Don’t contact me!” I was then burned alive. After I died, my sister returned. However, when my parents found out that the charred corpse was mine, the family crumbled.

On the day I died, my boyfriend was with another woman. He was a man I had rescued from the clutches of rich women. My condition was for him to be my boyfriend for three years, and he agreed. I showered him with money, resources, and connections, single-handedly making him famous. Yet, while he told me we could not date publicly, he casually engaged in fake romance rumors with others for publicity. One of his rumored girlfriends even came to me with a voice message. "If it weren’t for using her as a stepping stone, who would bother with someone so dull and boring?" But after I died, why did he go mad?

One week after my death, my husband, Christopher Ford, was making love on our bed with his one true love. His face showed pure satisfaction. "Finally, I don’t have to deal with that bar hostess anymore." Later, he held my belongings, weeping with regret. "Phoebe, why haven’t you come back?" It seemed he had forgotten that he had already pushed me to my death that night. I was forced to donate my bone marrow to his one true love, and I died, along with our unborn child.

At eighteen, Ashley’s world crumbles. Her parents give her legacy to a perfect impostor. Her mate, Jason, accuses her of witchcraft and rejects her in front of the entire pack. Branded a poisoner and thrown into slavery, Ashley endures three months of brutal torment. When Jason—the very mate who condemned her—finally returns, it isn’t to save her. It’s to drain her blood… to save the girl who stole her life. Even her family agrees. But Ashley refuses to die for them. She rejects Jason, chooses herself—and pays for it with her life. Only death doesn’t keep her. Resurrected by a mysterious and dangerous man, Ashley becomes a weapon in a war she never asked to fight. Her enemies believe she’s returned for revenge. Her family fears her. Her former mate regrets her. But Ashley isn’t here to play their game. Her wolf finally awakens, so does her purpose: She is the chosen guardian—destined to reshape everything. Will she reclaim the pack that destroyed her? Or carve a new future—one forged in fire, betrayal, and blood?

The day Eve Jones came back to town, Zac Gibson did not come home all night. The next day, I saw a post on her social media, showing a photo of two hands tightly intertwined, along with Zac’s peaceful, childlike sleeping face. When he finally came home, he threw divorce papers at me and said, "You’ve been standing in Eve’s place this whole time. Now that she’s back, it’s time for you to move on." It did not matter anymore. I was not going to live much longer anyway. Whoever wanted the title of "Mrs. Gibson" could have it. Later, I died. But Zac cried at my grave, kneeling, promising he would never hold anyone else’s hand again.