Written Expressions

The new era of royalty has been born. Alessia and her child was away for too long. Years after years, Elijah already taken the step forward to meet his family. But during this time, the darkest evil has risen. The war erupted. The primordial beings has risen. The real evil will be uncovered. Wysteria is about to fall. Behold, witness the final battle of immortality. This story is written in Filipino.

When I was at my absolute poorest, I got sucked into some kind of survival game. The challenge was to survive 7 days on just 50 dollars, and the winner would walk away with a million dollars. As someone who might as well be certified as a professional at being broke, I knew exactly how to survive on next to nothing. That prize money had my name written all over it.

​"I bought you for three years, Spring. That means for 1,095 days, your body, your soul, and your very breath belong to me." ​To the world, Spring Willow is the luckiest woman alive—married to the legendary billionaire August Harrington. To August, she is nothing but a shadow of the woman he lost, a scapegoat for a tragedy she didn’t cause. ​The terms of their "marriage" are written in blood and cold hard cash: -​$300,000 a month for her grandmother’s life. ​One hundred rules she must never break. And most important ​rules of all: Never expect his heart. ​Spring expected the coldness. She expected the cruelty. But she didn't expect August’s hatred to morph into a suffocating, dangerous obsession that refuses to let her go; even after the contract ends. ​Just as Spring prepares to break under his weight, a new shadow emerges. Another power player, equally ruthless and twice as determined, offers her a way out. ​The contract was signed in pain, but the ending will be written in fire. When revenge turns to possessiveness, who will Spring choose: The man who owns her, or the man who wants to steal her away?

My twin sister, wanting to be with her thug boyfriend, secretly planned to apply for a junior college. When I could not talk her out of it, I told our parents and managed to stop her. However, just a month into the new semester, her thug boyfriend cheated on her. She left a suicide note, blaming it all on the long distance between them. She wrote that if she had gone to that junior college, her boyfriend would never have cheated. Grief‑stricken, my parents turned all their rage on me. "You wretched girl, this is all your fault for meddling! What business was it of yours which school your sister went to? Even if she didn't go to college, we could still support her. We didn't need your big mouth!" "If it weren't for your spiteful tongue, your sister wouldn't be dead!" "We were cursed to have a vicious, unfilial daughter like you!" They locked me in her room, ordering me to repent. Then they took her ashes on a trip, saying they wanted her to see the beautiful mountains and rivers she never got to visit in life. A month later, they returned from their travels to find me long dead, starved to a withered husk in front of my sister's photo. Their eyes held no grief, no guilt, only a faint, scornful curl of the lips. In their eyes, my death was nothing more than justice served. My broken soul saw their icy expressions, and despairing tears burned my eyes. Then my sister's familiar voice rang out again: "What business is it of yours which school I go to? You're just jealous that I have a boyfriend, aren't you?"

Blurb: Desire isn’t polite. It doesn’t knock. It doesn’t wait until you’re ready. It comes like a spark in the dark; unexpected, magnetic, impossible to ignore. This book was written for the readers who crave more… More heat. More tension. More forbidden touches and reckless nights. More moments that make your breath hitch, your pulse race, and your imagination run wild long.

Roy Blanche dosen't do love and cares less about how others view him. But a chance encounter with a freshman of his college, Jeremy Dahl, changes everything. Jeremy can evoke the long dormant emotions in Roy and hence Roy has started thinking otherwise. You know it, the feeling of being in love, just beautiful. [Written during my teenage years. Excuse the imperfections. Happy Reading.]

"A story about the editorial world of a men's magazine... 'Anemones' is a love story with elements of betrayal or a story of betrayal with elements of love. All this in the scenery of the high society we long for; additionally packed with culinary and automotive trips. Anemones slightly feminizes reality and it is a thing that should attract many readers - men and women equally. It's about men! But written in the author's optics, so all readers will find their fascinations fulfilled.” Cover page: Jo_J

A marriage built on paper. A love written between the lines. Nicole knew the rules from the beginning. One year. No feelings. No expectations. Gabriel knew them too—yet somehow, everything changed. Between quiet glances, unspoken longing, and moments that felt too real to ignore, a simple arrangement turned into something neither of them was prepared for. But when the time comes to walk away, will they honor the deal they made… or the love they never meant to find?

Pamela is a playgirl. And Tristan is a nerdy boy. Paano kung magising sila isang umaga na bumaliktad na pala ang panahon at... Ang playgirl na si Pamela ay nagiging nerd at si Tristan "the nerd" ay nagiging playboy. Kakayanin kayang harapin ni Pamela ang nerd na naging playboy? Tunghayan natin ang kwento ni Pamela at Tristan sa "My Boss was a Nerd" by S.B.S Disclaimer: This story is written in taglish.

Percy Trench Montefalco, the powerful CEO of Montefalco Holdings, finds himself drawn to Jocelle Shane Cruz, a talented and vibrant Marketing Associate from another company. Despite their vastly different worlds, they can't deny the intense attraction between them. As they navigate the complexities of their relationship, they must confront the challenges of their competing interests, personal demons, and the scrutiny of their respective companies. Can they balance their professional ambitions and personal desires, or will their love be doomed from the start? Disclaimer: This story is written in taglish.