Markus Dimitri was living a life anyone would ask for. Coming from a wealthy family that's enough for him to live life to the fullest without even moving a muscle. Understanding parents who supports him and discipline him at the same time. And a beautiful prim and proper fiancee who love him from head to toe. But what if all of those will vanish just because some shameless bitch stole his face and identity just to tell everyone that she has a boyfriend who loved her dearly? 

Doing photoshops was Stevie Nicolai Villamor's second skin. She love doing photoshops to the point of making her own love story out of it. Stealing someone's face and pretending that person is the love of her life. But what if that person's life was ruined because of what she have done? And she will be so damned because he is already looking for her ?! Oh dear. 

Ramona Cecilia Dimagiba wants to go to Manila, but her father betrothed her to marry the son of his friend from abroad. But she fled from her father not to marry to a man she does not love.
 
 
 
 She was forced to work for a club thinking that server be her work. But she was fondling undertake a customer, she fled the club. She drifted into a private suite of Joshede Montaigne, who has in the bathroom. He thought that she was a woman of a good for a one night stand.

The princess has Finally come of age to be wedded and her best friend, Eric, must show the best of his skills to the royal family to win for her hand. 

He fights through other eligible men and women to get what he wants. Through multiple obstacles and hardships, will he be able to win her heart? Or will he lose to another?

“The only real talent is perseverance ― it will shape you to be your best.”

With a firm belief in this quote, Anya Stephens faces the challenges of life with only one goal ― perfection.
Her looks, her manners, her grades, her capabilities, and even her food. She worked on everything and finally achieved her goal. 

But when she thought that she can finally relax in life, he actually popped out of nowhere and fell for her perfection?!

She tries to run away from him, but can she?

"I will make you entirely mine, my dear," he told her when he found her for the nth time.

Was her perfectionism a blessing or a curse?!

Later, Darren dropped her at the door and was about to turn when she said, "You can come inside. I'll make some dinner for us. Besides, Nora is not home and if you didn't come, I won't bother making a meal for myself."
Darren knew she meant what she said and after careful consideration, he entered her apartment. Xiu went off to change into some casual clothes before she came back and entered the kitchen. Darren sat at the dining table looking at her.
"Where's Nora?" asked Darren as an ice-breaker.
"Oh, her parents are back from their business trip. So... she went to drop off Jackie." 
"Do you want me to help you with anything?" Darren got up from the chair.
"Stop! Don't move!" Darren stopped in his steps as she added, "I mean, the best help you can do is staying right where you are. If you came any closer, I'll be distracted and that won't be helping me in any way."
"Oh-Okay!" he said uncertainly and sat back down. He picked up the food magazine on the table and flipped through the pages. "Who reads this?"
"I do," replied Xiu and went on, "Nora only likes fitness magazines. And I can only read food magazines." 
"Hmm..." Darren hummed in reply before asking, "So, what's your favorite place in the world?"
Xiu stopped cutting the vegetable as she said, "Can I say my bed?"
"No," replied Darren making her scowl in disappointment.
"Fine, if not my bed then... I guess my favorite place would be... Anywhere I can call home." Her nonchalant expression and her deep words really were contradictory. "Do you have a favorite quote?" This time, she asked him.
"Actually, I have two favorite quotes," replied Darren and continued, "The first one is by Robert Brault, 'What we find in a soulmate is not something wild to tame but something wild to run with.'"
Xiu bobbed her head up and down slowly as she said, "And the second one?"
"The second one is by Edgar Allan Poe, 'We loved with a love that was more than love.' This one seems really complicated at first but in reality, this is the simplest quote I've learned in my life." Taking a brief pause, he asked, "What about your favorite quote?"
Xiu placed the pan on the stove and said, "My favorite quote is by Linus Torvalds... It goes something like, 'I love making friends... it's people I can't stand.'"
Darren was surprised to hear that and said, "No wonder, you push people away with your words."
"What can I do? I just can't stand them," Xiu shrugged her shoulders innocently. "I think people should come with a 30-second teaser. So that it makes it easy for me to decide whether I want to waste my time and effort on them or not."
Darren had no response for her. "Alright, so what's the weirdest thing you have ever done?" 
Xiu looked at his face and bit her bottom lip before replying, "I spent 48 hours in a cemetery staring at a tombstone."
"Whose tombstone?" Darren's response was nothing like what she had anticipated. He didn't seem freaked out at all. Why would he? He spent much longer staring at Chen Xiu's tombstone. He had no right to judge her for something he had done himself.
"Bai Xiu's mother," said Xiu absentmindedly before coughing and adding, "I mean my mother's tombstone." Darren nodded his head in understanding.
Xiu plated the food and served it before sitting beside him. She picked up stripped potatoes with chopsticks and passed it to Darren saying, "Try all of this. It's edible."
Darren took a bite and said, "Edible? It's pretty good in my opinion."
"I was trying to be modest," said Xiu.
"Don't bother. It doesn't suit you," replied Darren.
"I'll keep that in mind," was Xiu's reply as she also dug in.
After their dinner, Darren didn't let her wash the dishes. He wore the gloves and insisted on doing it himself. Xiu couldn't refuse at all so she stayed beside him to give him company.
Recalling something, Darren asked, "Are you free tomorrow evening?"
"Tomorrow is Saturday and I was supposed to be free but Nora is taking me somewhere. She said it's a surprise. So, I'm not even sure where she's taking me. But why are you asking?" 
Darren cleared his throat before saying, "It's Dylan's friend's wedding and I'm invited. I just asked to know whether you'd like to go."
"I'll pass, I hate weddings," Xiu said straightforwardly.
"Why? Do you not believe in love?" he asked.
"I do believe in love. I'm just not a fan of weddings," said Xiu matter-of-factly.
"Then Sweets, would you like to define what love really is?" 
Xiu played with her fingers as she said, "Love is a strange feeling. In love, we always want to cry on the shoulder of the person who made us cry in the first place. But then again, it wouldn't be love if we could describe it with logic or reason."
Darren took off the gloves and walked towards her. He placed one hand on the sink while the other hand tilted Xiu's face a little bit upwards. He was close. Like really close to her. As in, he was invading her personal space but Xiu wasn't the one complaining. At all!
He held in her gaze for a little longer as he said, "Sweets, you're right. We can't possibly define love with logic or reason. But we can still define it." A wrinkle of confusion appeared between her brows and he went on, "Love can be defined as reckless and fearless."
With that, he dove in for a kill and stole a kiss from her. Not one of possessiveness or sweetness like she had felt before. This was like seduction. A slow seduction that made his lips seems inviting to her. Xiu kissed him back with all her passion. She wanted to lose herself in that moment and she did. She let that moment melt and seep within her very pores.
The sweet anticipation of her eager lips was rudely broken when he broke the kiss and put some distance between them. She was breathless and dazed. A bit out of her sorts or perhaps, completely out of sorts. Her usually light honey brown eyes had darkened up. 
Darren pressed his lips at the spot between her brows and said, "Goodnight, Sweets!" Even when he left her apartment, Xiu was standing against the same cabinet, he had pressed her.
 She fanned her face and whispered, "Why is summer getting hotter?" She patted her cheeks to wake herself up and went towards her room to send him a goodnight message. After sending the message, she closed her eyes with a satisfied smile plastered on her lips.


"Are you looking for your Mr. Right?"

"Why would I wait for him? Mr. Right is lost on his way."

He quirked his brow at her answer with a faint smile at the corner of his lips.

"Then what are you doing?" He questioned in amusement.

She placed both her hands on his chest and pushed his masculine body against the wall taking him by surprise.

Her honey-brown eyes blinked at him with mischief dancing in them as she planted a firm kiss at his jaw and said, "I'm planning on taking advantage of Mr. Right Now!"

His eyes widened dramatically in disbelief. Before his eyes darkened with desire and passion. 

He placed his hands on her small waist and she could feel the heat of his big hands through the flimsy fabric of her shirt.

His head leaned ahead as he whispered close to her ear, "Feel free to take whatever you want." 

She felt his hot tongue licking her earlobe making her heart to beat erratically.
~~~~~

Chen Xiu; known as Ms. Goody-two-shoes. A Superstar who was said to have it all which made her the center of hatred and envy as well.

Little did anyone knew that the same Superstar had to nurse her own wounds in the silence and darkness of night where no one was looking.

But for how long could she hold on for? Eventually, she decided to end her own misery and ended her life in the darkness of night, her only companion.

Having woken up in a new body and at a new place wasn't something she could ever believe in. At least, not until she became Bai Xiu out of the blue.

The day she thought to be her last became her first as a second chance awaited her. But whether this new chance was a blessing or disaster, it was hard to tell since she was trapped in a new body with a new life with the shackles of only her old memories.

New life or a new curse? What really awaited her? The same disappointing silence of the night or was there someone calling out her name desperately at the end of the tunnel? Were sparks meant to fly in her heart or the fire in her heart was meant to burn her whole? Was this leap of faith gonna make her fall on her face or was she meant to fly the horizon?

The new life brought a lot of questions. But the answer was simple...

You would never know until you give it a shot!
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"In every conceivable manner, the family is a link to our past, bridge to our future."
The sixteen-year-old Klaus Weber uttered this sentence smoothly to his friend sitting at the seat in front. Being the last students to stay in their classroom, the garbled noises from the schoolyard stood out to the two friends.
Sunset dyed their classroom orange.
Crows cawed somewhere outside as they flew.
There were several students in the tennis club practicing in the late evening, and Klaus could hear their shouts even from his class. If someone was to ignore this, the atmosphere surrounding Klaus and his friend could be considered quiet.
Klaus Weber. A first-year high schooler at the Yokoyama Ichi Academy. His ocean blue eyes were a distinct contrast to his neatly cropped dark hair. His diversions while at school? Getting together with friends and those who he considered family as often as he could. Participate in events with them and alike.
To someone like him, being alone without a friend, a family member to talk with was something he never wanted to experience again.
Speaking of which, the friend sitting in front of Klaus at the time was Akeno Aoi. With her thin eyes staring at Klaus indifferently, she brushed a few fingers over her other hand.
"That quote. Alex Haley, was it?"
"Correct!" A wide smile appeared on Klaus's face.
"Then, how about this one?"
Klaus coughed an exaggerated cough and straightened his sitting posture. "The family is the most important organization in time or eternity. Our purpose in life is to create for ourselves eternal family units."
"...Joseph Fielding Smith. That was a quote by Joseph Fielding Smith."
Once again, Klaus smiled at Aoi's correct response. He practically muttered those quotes a multitude of times to her, so it wasn't difficult to guess. As best friends, they were close, so it was hardly a chore for Aoi to remember the quotes and who had said them.
"I'd heard them for too many times. Pick a new quote. Choose one that's not related to family or anything of the sort," said Aoi. The words she spoke came out as monotone as ever. They lacked any ego or drive. While this was true, Aoi's eyes glinted with slight happiness every time Klaus brought up his list of quotes randomly.
But her expression was almost the same that no one noticed, not even Klaus.
"Hmm, you have a family of your own, Aoi. I was born an orphan, raised by my grandmother, and learned to do everything by myself."
"That was quite an exaggeration. I don't remember the last time you cleaned your room by yourself. In regards to sports, you're hopeless."
"Ugh... Don't bring those up!"
"There's only the two of us here," Aoi muttered as she ran her hand down her shoulder-length dark hair.
Aoi adjusted her glasses and then grabbed her schoolbag. Knowing she wanted to leave, Klaus did the same as well and swept his gaze over the classroom. Since both of them were on duty, they'd swept the floor and wiped the windows after their classmates left.
"Wait for me at the gate," ordered Aoi.
"Where are you going?"
"The staffroom. Just wait for me at the gate, Klaus."
With almost silent steps, Aoi walked away and turned into a corner in the corridor, leaving Klaus alone. Ah, he had forgotten. They had to return the keys to the storeroom. Klaus realized this and bit his lip.
Well, the boy was prone to forget things quickly.
On the ground floor, Klaus sauntered over to his shoe locker and pulled out his shoes. He had put a bit of strength into his pull without him realizing, and a white letter immediately fluttered before his eyes. It took a few moments before Klaus could register the object lying near his feet.
"Wait, did I..." Staring at the nameplate soldered onto the shoe locker's door, he shook his head. It was indeed his shoe locker.
"Hm." He quickly glanced left and right. Good, no one else was there at the moment! It would be unwise for him to wait any longer, and so, he picked the letter and hid it in his schoolbag.
Opening it in his room would be the best choice. Though, even after Klaus had resolved to this, his heart couldn't stop thumping against his chest.
"A love letter? It can't be, right?" He said to no one in particular.
He balked at the fact that he'd just received a love letter. That couldn't be it? He never had any experience with this sort of event before, so he had many doubts. No one would think of giving something like this to him. After all, a lot of girls he knew described him as annoying since he wouldn't stop coming up with quotes during conversations. He was self-aware of this.
Though by letting his negative thoughts took over, Klaus quickly concluded that the sender had mistaken his shoe locker for someone else's. Hence the reason why he found the letter first.
Wait, this didn't feel right as well.
It was late evening. Wouldn't it make more sense for the sender to place the letter in the early morning? Leaving it in the shoe locker for a whole night would surely trouble the sender more than he or she would've wanted. That person wouldn't be able to get a good night's sleep, thinking about it.
"Ah... but what do I know? If it does turn out that he or she got the wrong person, I'll just put it where it is supposed to be."
A simple plan, but common sense would tell him otherwise if he thought about it a few more times. There was a good chance that the intended person was someone he didn't know at all, if barely. Klaus proceeded to focus his line of thoughts in a different direction. Indeed, he quickly thought that the sender didn't get his shoe locker mixed up, that he was the intended person all along.
Standing by himself at the school gate, Klaus mentally made a list of the possible girls who had placed the letter in his shoe locker. Could it be the class's representative, Kitabayashi Arisu? Or perhaps his secret admirer was the student council's vice president, Fukutsuchi Emiko! No, this list had some girls that were out of his league. He had to trim it down.
"What's this about a love letter?"
"Wah!"
Aoi looked at Klaus with a steady gaze, neither curiosity nor puzzlement visible in her eyes. At least Klaus thought so when he saw her.
"Nothing... The family is one of nature's masterpieces!"
The quote came out of nowhere. Klaus put up a wry smile, somewhat contradicting himself. He was an open book to his best friend through and through.
"A quote by George Santayana. That aside, you're nervous. Did something happened while I was gone?"
Aoi didn't appear to be worried, despite what she said. Her emotionless countenance sometimes made even Klaus a bit dumbfounded when he wanted to respond to her questions.
These two walked to school every day, and it didn't take more than fifteen minutes for them to reach their neighborhood. Klaus halted in front of his house and slowly turned to face Aoi behind him.
"Have you ever thought of sending a love letter to me?" Klaus blurted out of nowhere, asking a straightforward question.
He'd hoped that his deduction was correct, that Aoi was the one who'd placed the letter.
"Let me guess. Someone sent you a love letter, and you haven't opened it yet. But since you're not close with anyone other than me, you're assuming I was the one who'd given you the letter."
She'd guessed everything!
"Um..."
"I see. Then, good luck with your first romance."
Aoi lazily waved Klaus goodbye and walked to her house a few blocks away. For someone who had known Klaus for a long time, she knew Klaus had no experience in this sort of matter. As far as she was aware, his focus was solely on his hobbies and fascinations.
Klaus's hobbies? During his free time before dinner, he would tend to his collection of books. Yes, each book, each story revolved around the character's relationships.
"Spirits Beyond. Rise of the Wandering Noble Family. Black Tears of Brynhildr."
It was only five more minutes before dinner, but Klaus decided to read one more book before then. He sat on a chair and skimmed through the scented pages of Spirits Beyond. It didn't take more than a few seconds until he had reached the page he wanted to read.
The page described a scene where the male protagonist who had grown up by himself stumbled into a certain girl. This girl recognized him as her younger brother, but he denied any relation between them quite adamantly. The protagonist had grown to hate his family for leaving him by himself and quickly ran away from the scene. He ran away from his older sister.
With a sigh, Klaus put the book away. This emotional scene always got him excited. More often than not, he would try to find time to read the book over and over.
"Spirits Beyond" wasn't the best book he had read, but the protagonist resonated with him quite a lot. An orphan searching for his family, but in the end, chose to forget about them.
A strange feeling welled up in his chest. Yes, the sense of uncomfortable deja vu hit him every time he read this scene. Why? He didn't know the answer.
"Ah, the time!" It was already time for dinner.
At the dining table, an elderly smiled at Klaus when he stepped into the kitchen. Dinner for that night was chicken curry with fragrant, fluffy rice.
Klaus had helped cooked the rice and cut the chicken into sizable pieces roughly an hour ago.
"Eat slowly. The food won't be going anywhere." Klaus's grandma let out a small laugh. Klaus shoved lumps of rice into his mouth, refilled his bowl of rice, and slathered more curry on his plate.
Since Klaus was young, this woman had been taking care of him by herself.
Words won't be enough to describe how grateful Klaus is towards her. Due to this, Klaus wouldn't hesitate to spill whatever he had in his mind.
"Grandma, someone put a love letter in my shoe locker!" said Klaus after he'd finished eating.
It was worth noting that he had not opened the letter yet. Regardless, he ran his mouth and spoke in a prideful tone. This accomplishment enraptured him this much.
"Who is it? Do I know her?" Grandma asked curiously.
"I haven't opened it yet. But whoever this girl is, I'll make her like me more with the newest quotes I'd discovered. She'll fall head over heels over me, I'm sure."
"Ah, but don't neglect your studies, okay? You're a smart student already, so I don't want your academics to be affected. Make good use of your time," said Grandma. "Anyway, don't forget to introduce her to me when you can."
"No problem!"
To be so excited, it was proof that this was indeed Klaus's first step into his adolescent romance. Not to say it was wrong to be thinking this way.
Klaus went back to his room after chatting with grandma for a little while and rummaged through his schoolbag. His fingers pressed the white letter as he pulled it out.
Sweat trickling down his forehead, he gingerly opened the letter with his free hand. A folded sheet of paper poked out from inside.
Thum! Thum!
Akeno Aoi let herself in through the wooden door and stared at the letter in Klaus's hands. She raised an eyebrow at it.
"I didn't say you could come in!" Klaus said with slanted eyes. "And when did you come in?"
"You haven't read it yet?"
"No... I'm about to. Why are you here this late anyway?"
"I can't help but question myself. I want to know who it is."
"Tch. Don't be a busybody."
Klaus wanted to read the letter by himself, so Aoi's presence miffed him, more than he'd thought it would. Regardless, Klaus motioned for Aoi to sit on his chair as he unfolded the white sheet of paper.
It wasn't uncommon for Aoi to visit him at random times. After all, they had known each other since elementary. He was used to seeing her quite a lot after school.
"So, so, who is it?" asked Aoi with an indifferent expression. Her words didn't match the face she was making.
"...."
"Hey, I'm talking to you."
"Is this a prank?"
Klaus gave the paper to Aoi and sat on the floor. He buried his face in his hands and sobbed exaggeratedly. Snots of shame flowed out, and tears of embarrassment trickled down his cheeks. Who would do this?! A devil in human form! Klaus cursed silently.
Aoi stared at the letter, and as if wanting to exacerbate Klaus's mood, read the contents out loud.
"Klaus Weber, I'd known you for a long time. You might not believe nor remember me. To err is human, after all. There are so many things I need to tell you. I need to see you in person. I'll visit your classroom sooner or later, so be prepared.
Regards, your loving father."
"Is this a joke? Your father is..." Aoi wanted to comment on the letter, but Klaus's sobs ceased the action.
"My parents died a long time ago!" Klaus said with teary eyes. "The only ones I have now are you and grandma. Who thought about this heartless prank?!"
"Now, you're acting like a five-year-old... You're exaggerating. Ignore this and..."
"Aoi! I won't forgive anyone who makes fun of my family! If the family were a fruit, it would be an orange, a circle of sections, held together but separable – each segment distinct."
"What? That's a quote by Loretta Cottin Porgrebin, right? That came out of nowhere."
Klaus shook his head and stormed out of the house, his hand gripped a slender wooden stick tightly. Where did he get it? Aoi called for him, but the man paid her the scantest attention. He would visit this student who'd sent the letter and wack him or her in the face!
Though, he had no clue as to who this person was, and more importantly, where he or she lived.
"Stop being an idiot."
Aoi pulled him by the collar and slapped him squarely on his cheek.
"Wha... Aoi?"
"You become an idiot every time you let your emotions take over. If I wasn't there for you each time this happened, then you would've been caught doing stupid things."
Again, Aoi said these words with little to no emotion showing on her face.
"Aoi..."
"And since I'm always with you at school, the other students will think I'm weird as well."
"That's your reason?!"
"Anyway, enough of this. Throw away the letter and finish your homework. I'll let you copy mine this time."
Klaus nodded and thanked the benevolent sister with a smile. He wanted to do his homework by himself before, but an offer like this was hard to resist. As for the stupid letter, he would just keep it for now until he could find the sender.

[ STORY IS ON INDEFINITE HIATUS ]

"In every conceivable manner, the family is a link to our past, bridge to our future." – Alex Haley

Every night when certain individuals close their eyes and start sleeping, they are pulled into a place called "The Personal Dimensions". 

During their stay there, they are capable of manipulating the contents of the dimension to their whim. However, evil creatures called Draugrs appear to prey on these humans, forcing them to defend themselves with the help of an entity to guide them.

Soon after a fated encounter, Klaus is discovered to have been "reincarnated" and is able to enter the Personal Dimensions and fight – while balancing his school life, his social life and his new dungeon-crawling life.
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*This story is also published on royalroad.com and scribblehub.com

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