Book Reviews

Last Sunday, September 3, we have finally released the Advance Reader’s Copy of #TheTroubleWithMen to the respondents who would like to read it first and give their book reviews. One of the first book reviews we received came from Reika. It was an honest review, and we appreciate Reika’s support to help us improve the book before we formally release this on Sunday, September 10.

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Thanks, Reika!

You can head on to Reika’s book review of The Trouble With Men, but we are warning you now about the spoilers. 🙂

Something Like You

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The month of March ushers in the start of spring in America and elsewhere. Here in the Philippines, it heralds the beginning of summer. But whatever season it is named, March will always be extra special to me.

The third day, specifically. The day when heaven sent an angel destined to hold my hand and my heart forever. The day you were born.

Soft sunlight streaming through the dark green leaves of the tree above us touch her hair and I am instantly jealous. I lay my hand over her light brown crown, its ray instead hitting me with the morning warmth.

Before I met you, I was just. . . living. Taking everyday as it comes. Relationships went and passed me by, leaving me discontented and disillusioned. I found myself unconsciously, whimsically saying a silent prayer to an unseen God wishing for someone that will sweep me off my feet and make me forget everything except her.

Be careful what you wish for, they say—you might just get it. Well, I got my wish. But I’m not regretting it one single bit. Continue reading “Something Like You”

Sleep (A Short Drabble)

She woke up, feeling a little bit disoriented as she looked around her, quite miffed that she was up when she knew she just went to bed. She then breathed a small sigh of relief when she realized she was in their bedroom. She didn’t remember walking towards their bed but she did remember plopping down on it when she got there. She felt for him beside her, frowning when she felt the cold sheets instead.

Where could he be? She thought.

It was 2:30 in the morning and she was kind of annoyed to be up only after an hour of sleep. It seemed like even sleep was eluding her for the past few weeks.

Couldn’t really complain. What with the new changes and all.

She got up and stretched, her back muscles popping, making her groan in satisfaction.

Oooohhh… That felt good.

She then started to walk out of their bedroom in search of him, her husband, who she remembered was in the bed with her when she came in an hour ago. She had an inkling as to where he could be. Continue reading “Sleep (A Short Drabble)”

Glory of Love

It was the proverbial fight of good versus evil. Everybody saw it coming. Ever since the self-installed Prime Minister Fran Hurgeb announced martial law and ordered for cleansing, eradicating the half-blooded Doans, Richard and Madelaine knew that this called for another challenge. It would be an adventure where they would fight with all their might to defend human rights that has been abused by the evil PM. It would be a fight to take back the kingdom from Hurgeb. It would be a fight that would test their relationship as well.

 

They were members of the nobility. Richard was the crown prince of the realm, while Madelaine was a duchess and member of the queen’s court. When the monarchy was forcefully abolished due to greed for power, most of the nobles were exiled. Richard had to end his engagement to Madelaine to leave her out of trouble, and to focus on his fight against the said mutiny who took down the monarchy. The ruling sovereign was murdered. The crown prince escaped however, and while in hiding, he created a league that would be enough to fight against Hurgeb’s army. He was technically the king now but unless Hurgeb would step down, the prime minister’s army would still hunt him down for his head.

Continue reading “Glory of Love”

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“What time will you be back?” James frowned as he paced back and forth. He glanced at the door and saw his fellow bodyguards walking down the hall. He went out to follow them, as they were going to have a briefing of the events that occurred for the past two hours.

“Nandito na ako sa Alabang. Malapit na ako kina Dad. I’ll be back this afternoon,” His pregnant wife, Alyana, said. “Don’t worry.”

“Paano ako kakalma at ‘di mag-aalala? Ikaw ang nagda-drive papuntang Alabang. Sabi ko naman sa iyo na huwag ka nang pumunta doon e.” He quietly said. He stopped in the hall, trying to put a quick end to this call.

“I don’t want to discuss this with you right now, JAY. Tatay mo ‘yun. Alam ko naman na hindi mo ako sasamahan na dumalaw doon, kaya gagawin ko na ito ngayon bago man lang ako manganak!” His stubborn wife replied on the other line. Continue reading “Fragment”

Way Back Into Love

Closed eyes, frowned brows, deep sighs. HER mind was filled with random thoughts from the past that she wanted to get rid off, while HE was thinking of an urgent solution to a problem he was currently facing.

How can I forget? If everytime I close my eyes – every breath that I take and every beat of my stubborn heart, he is the only one I could think off? I hate this feeling! I love him, but he hurt me – he lied to me. He cheated on me…and damn! It really hurts, but I need to heal myself. I need to. I HAVE TO.

Sniffs.

Sigh. Continue reading “Way Back Into Love”

You, Me And Coffee

6:00AM. Monday.

“Good morning! What can I get for you today?” the barista at the usual coffee shop he goes to, asked.

She’s new. He sleepily thought as he yawned and scratched his ear, taking note of how lovely her smile was despite the dreary snowy, cold weather outside.

“You’re new,” he voiced out his thoughts before chuckling embarrassedly. “Sorry – I must not be fully awake yet.”

“That’s all right! Yes, I’m new – just started today actually. My name is Mia. What can I get for you today?” she replied, her chipper voice making him slightly smile unawares.

“I’ll have my usual cafe latte please, skimmed milk, less foam. Make it extra hot.”

Mia nodded before asking, “Would that be a tall or a venti?” Continue reading “You, Me And Coffee”