After losing her beloved grandmother, Rayne Nobile struggles to adjust as strange things begin to happen in her small, poor village. Having nobody left besides her best friend Clementine, she's unhappy with the where her life going. That is until one day when she meets a dark and mysterious man who shows her things she could never have imagined. The two begin a long and steamy relationship while protecting each other from those who oppose them.
YOLO! You only live once. That is my motto in life. I don't care about what other people would say and think about me. I am me. And others opinions won't matter. I am Alexa Lopez, Alex for short. Everyone calls me by that name, including my parents. I am a proud lesbian and I am lucky that my parents accept me for who I am but sometimes my mom still wishes that I will wake up to my senses one day and meet a man. Me? Meeting a man? Yuck! I'd rather die than meet a man. Eeeew! I heard many times from my friends and some relatives that I look pretty. They said I have a good body and they are sure that if I am a straight girl, many boys will chase after me. But that will never happen. I am not pretty, I am handsome. I am 17 years old, still a teenager and young as they say but I am already mature. I already had 3 girlfriends in the past and all of them were head over heals with me. I can't blame them, I treated them nicely and I did my best to be a good partner for them, giving them gifts in every occasion, accompanying them when they go shopping and help them with their studies. I sometimes even do their homework and their projects. I am the only child in my family and I must say we are kinda okay financially. My dad is a lawyer and my mom is a dermatologist, maybe that is the reason why I have a good skin. I am currently a senior high school student in Mary Poppins International School and I am also one of the varsity players of the women's basketball team. I am quite famous I must say. It may seem that I have everything, but inside this tough person is a fragile lady.
*ADULT CONTENT* The little girl gasped for air while clutching at the rough hands firmly gripped around her neck. The unpleasant grin, the same panting and grunting of an unknown man. Paralyzed by the pain, she laid motionless on the mattress. A room that smelled of bleach, sweat and rust made her feel sick. She would throw up occasionally in between their violent thrusts, but they never stopped until they were satisfied. To numb the pain, she would shut her eyes, cover her ears and remember the time when she held her mother's hand as they walked to school. On the way, they would stop by a field of blooming hydrangeas. Remembering the nostalgic feeling of being wrapped in the warmth of her mother's arms and the familiar scent of hydrangeas.
She was a wallflower. Her face looked like a constellation of stars. But that's not what drew me in. In fact, I do not know what attracted me to her. But yet here I am, talking about her like she's the most amazing thing in the world. I try to convince myself that it's just a simple crush and he sees me as nothing but his best friend's sister. I know it isn't. But one can only lie to make themselves feel better.
The world wasn't the same when they discovered alien-invested mercury. This mercury killed millions and invested others who got too close. Humanoids are what we call them but they call themselves Eath's new hope. They capture and trap survivors to create their kind since they cannot create themselves without us. After the outbreak, survivors hid and trained ourselves to fight against those monsters that changed our world into a battlefield. My name is Zeria and I'm Earth's last hope. My mission: To kill all humanoids.
She died four months ago. It was said that she was crossing when the red SUV sped down the road. It was said that if she had left just three seconds later, the SUV would have passed by. They said it was an accident. But they didn't see what I saw. They didn't say what I said. And it's slowly killing me. The guilt is clawing at my insides like a dying cat. I was the reason Hope was dead. I drove her to insanity and beyond. So why would she come back and offer me a chance? A chance to fix everything. A chance to bring her back from the dead. A chance that I simply can't refuse.
They always say if a girl's in love you see it in her smile and if a boy's in love you see it in his eyes. I wish I'd looked at him to see if it's true. I love you. I love you. I love you. I wish you'd known how much I love you but I couldn't handle the heartache that came from that beautiful smile. But I now realise my mistake.
Sabi nila kapag bata ka pa raw hindi ka pa pwedeng umibig, hindi pa raw totoo ang nararamdaman ng iyong dibdib, iyong paglukso raw ng iyong puso, at pagsisikip ng iyong dibdib ay dala lang daw siguro ng musmos mong puso na maagang namulat sa konsepto ng pag-ibig. Kaya naman nang maramdaman ko ito sa murang edad ay agad ko itong sinikil, ayoko kasing magkaroon ng kasalanan sa aking pamilya, ayokong isipin nila na imbes mag-aral ay kung anu-ano ang aking inaatupag. Ngunit sa hindi maintindihang dahilan tuwing lilipas ang apat na taon mula sa huli naming pagkikita, kami'y muling pinagtatagpo. Kasalanan pa rin ba itong maituturing kung hindi ko naman ito sinasadya? Kailan nga ba magiging tama ang panahon para sa amin? Kailan ko maaangkin ang pag-ibig na paulit-ulit ibinabalik sa akin? BASED ON TRUE EVENTS