I woke up rich.Like… absurdly rich.Designer clothes. Gold-trimmed room. Maids bowing like I was some kind of royalty. Everything felt like a dream I didn’t remember ordering.But there was one problem.I wasn’t supposed to be here.Last thing I remember, I was arguing with my driver about traffic, my phone battery was dying, and I was complaining about how “historical dramas are unrealistic.”Next thing I knew… I was inside one.A world that looked like the Philippines—but not the Philippines I knew.Same land. Same language. Same people.But something was off.Here, pure Filipino ang common language, and only the elite—those with high status—were trained to speak English. And when I say trained, I mean respected, almost feared for it.And me?I woke up speaking English like it was nothing.Worse… I didn’t even know why.That alone was enough to make them stare.Until I met him.Don Alejandro de Rivera.High status. Cold eyes. Calm voice. The kind of man who doesn’t raise his tone because people already obey him before he even speaks. He was powerful—dangerously powerful—in a way that didn’t need introduction.And the first thing he did when he heard me speak?He frowned.“Bakit ka nagsasalita ng Ingles… kung wala ka namang mataas na katayuan?”That was the moment everything went downhill.Because in their world, English wasn’t just a language.It was identity. Power. Proof of rank.And me?I was nobody.Worse—they thought I was a spy.A fraud.A mistake placed inside their world.Every word I said became suspicious. Every explanation sounded like a lie. And every attempt I made to prove I didn’t belong here only made them watch me closer.Except him.Don Alejandro didn’t just watch me.He studied me.Like I was a puzzle he hated solving… but couldn’t stop touching.And the more I tried to act normal, the more I realized something terrifying:I was surviving in a world that wanted me gone.But the real chaos?It wasn’t the accusations.It wasn’t the rules.It wasn’t even the time I didn’t understand.It was him.Because somewhere between being accused as a spy and trying not to get executed for “speaking wrong English,” I made the worst mistake possible—I started trusting the one person who might destroy me.And the scariest part?He might be the only one who can also save me.---“LOVE ME IN CHAOS: THE GIRL WHO SPOKE THE WRONG LANGUAGE”A Taglish romantic comedy about a modern rich girl thrown into a world where language is power, status is law, and love is the most dangerous misunderstanding of all.

Luna was never supposed to be forgotten. Once, she was a Queen. Feared. Revered. Unmatched. But the world does not forgive power it cannot control. So they erased her. Not just from history—but from memory itself. Even love turned against her. Even the one she trusted most… became the reason she fell. Now she lives as nothing more than a forgotten girl in the human world, where faces blur when they look at her and names slip away the moment they are spoken. But the forest remembers. The wolves remember. And something inside her… refuses to stay buried. Whispers follow her in the wind. Shadows react to her presence. And every full moon, she dreams of a throne made of silver roots… and a crown she once wore before betrayal took it away. When she turns sixteen, the cracks begin to open. The world starts to remember what it tried to erase. She is not human. She is not merely wolf. She is the Moonborn Queen—the one the Alpha Council destroyed to preserve their rule. But what they failed to destroy… was her return. As ancient packs begin to awaken and forbidden bonds reignite between past lovers and present enemies, Luna is pulled back into a hidden world of Alpha hierarchy, brutal politics, and a truth buried in blood: The Queen they betrayed will rise again when the moon bleeds… and this time, she will not kneel. Because the one who was erased… has finally started remembering everything.

One wrong package.One fake engagement.One ridiculously annoying neighbor.And one very unlucky girl.When I accidentally receive a mysterious package containing a diamond ring, my already chaotic life becomes ten times worse.Apparently, the ring belongs to Zion Reyes—the rich, sarcastic, infuriatingly handsome guy living next door.Before I can return it, a series of misunderstandings convinces our entire neighborhood that we're engaged.Now everyone's celebrating.Our families are planning.The gossip queens are spreading news.And somehow, we're forced to pretend we're a happy couple until we can fix everything.Simple, right?Wrong.Because the longer we fake it...the more real it starts to feel.

Elara never believed time could be broken—until the day she died in the future. It starts with a strange brass watch hidden inside her grandmother’s old belongings. One twist of its hands, and Elara wakes up exactly 24 hours ahead… standing at her own funeral. But something is wrong. People are mourning her like she’s already gone. Her name disappears from records. Friends begin forgetting her face. And every time she looks further into tomorrow, the future becomes darker… and more certain. Then she meets a girl who seems to know everything about the watch. A girl who tells her the truth she refuses to accept: Every time Elara borrows tomorrow, she loses a piece of herself from today. Now trapped between timelines, erased from reality, and haunted by multiple versions of her own death, Elara must uncover the truth behind the watch before she disappears completely. But some futures are not meant to be seen. And some versions of her are already waiting for the end. A mystery-thriller about time, identity, and the price of knowing your own future.