I’ve been around here for quite some time now. But people are still looking at me differently. I thought that if I stick around just a little more while, they will treat me the same as them. That they will forget that I’m a stranger in this place. But it seems like no matter how much I try to act as normally as I can, no matter how much I try to be as inconspicuous as I can, I’m still the foreigner, the one whose beginnings are unknown and one that will never belong in this place.

Three years.

It has been three years since I first set foot to this place. In my need to search a place where in no one knows me and where in I can start a new life, I chose this place for the small number of people that lives in here and for its proximity to the ocean. I bought a small house facing the sea, and started my new life here. It went fine for the first few months. But then people starts to ask questions. They started to be curious about my past and my reason in coming to their little town. Rumors about me started to go around. One time, I’m a witch in search of new victims. Some times, I’m a vampire in need of new blood. But most oftentimes, I’m a fugitive at large and many times did they attempt to report me to the police but no criminal records can be found under my name. And so I remain an enigma.

In reality, I just wanted to escape the toxicity and demands that the city has for me. I chose to throw away everything that I have, my job, my house, even my family and every one around me. I felt like everything I had is strangling me to the point that I can’t breathe anymore. I even chose to break the heart of the one person that loved me. My health is taking its toil on me, my doctors are telling me to take a step back and breathe. And I thought that if I live in a new place, maybe it will get better. I never told anyone that I’ll be leaving. They thought that I was just going on a vacation to rest and see the world. I did. I traveled for some time, that is to look for the best place to live in. And when I found this place, I thought I saw paradise. That’s why I didn’t bother to book a flight back to Manila and settled here. I cut my self to the world. I only check on my family from time to time but I didn’t bother to check on anyone else. I thought that no one will ever look for me if I’m gone. And I was right. No one has ever bothered to check where I am or look for me or even call to ask about my location.

And now I think it’s time to tell my new people my real story.


Cover Reveal: The Rebels of Gold (Loom Sage Book 3) by Elise Kova

As one who follows the Loom Saga from books 1 & 2, I’m more than excited for the final book and curious on how things will end (and at the same time, I’m dreading for its end). And now, here’s the cover reveal for the third and final book of the Loom Saga series which will be released on Dec. 5, 2017! Who else is excited for this wonderful news?

Here’s the beautiful cover made by Nick D. Grey 😍😍😍

Isn’t it gorgeous?


Title: The Rebels of Gold

Series: The Loom Saga (Book Three) – Final book!

Release Date: December 5, 2017

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A new rebellion rises from the still-smoldering remnants of the five guilds of Loom to stand against Dragon tyranny. Meanwhile, on Nova, those same Dragons fight amongst themselves, as age-old power struggles shift the political landscape in fateful and unexpected ways. Unlikely leaders vie for the opportunity to shape a new world order from the perfect clockwork designs of one temperamental engineer.

This is the final installment of USA Today bestselling author Elise Kova’s Loom Saga, THE REBELS OF GOLD will reveal the fate of Loom’s brilliantly contrasting world and its beloved inhabitants.

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Love and Sorrow

It was the most beautiful love I’ve ever received.

Until he decided to leave me. Saying that what we have is not real. That he didn’t love me the same way as he did five years ago. That the love he has for me was not enough to make him stay. That I was not enough to make him stay.

What went wrong? Where did I go wrong? What have I done wrong?

Questions bothered me every day. I yearn for answers. I looked for answers everywhere. Asked my friends for any clues that might’ve justify and make things clear. I reviewed and revisited everything we have done. All conversations, text messages, chat, date. Every memory. Everything! But I couldn’t find the answer.

We were so happy. We were so in love. We planned to do so many things and most of them are already done. Damn it, we’re already planning for our wedding day. We already have the guest list, the venue, the church. Everything’s already planned out. We’re just waiting for the day to come.

He and I met in the most unconventional way. We didn’t meet because our friends conspired together and set us up on a blind date. Nor he didn’t see me alone in a coffee shop and worked his courage up to talk to me. We met through an online community of people with the same views and opinions on several topics. One heated argument over a certain topic made way to a conversation that was both amusing and brain-draining. One topic lead to too many more topics that we discussed, be it in a public thread or in a private conversation. After several months of talking online, he finally asked for my number and eventually had the courage to ask me out. I was afraid. Yeah, he’s, virtually, nice. We just talked online and nice as he seems to be, I still don’t know him behind the façade the internet is giving us. So I’m skeptical of all the things he shared with me. And even if he assured me that he’s nice (well, everyone would say that, right?) and that for me to be calm and feel safe, he would come to my office, introduce his self to my friends and fetch me there. After several nights of mulling over this, I finally decided to get it a go. After all, he laid down all his cards; he even agreed that I gave his identification and all details to all of my friends (who, by the way, were more excited than I was. Because, as they said, I finally accepted that I am a girl and I need to get laid. My friends just sold me here, I know.) So the day arrived. My friends are more antsy and excited than I am (okay, I’m also excited. A little) But he didn’t appear. He didn’t come to the supposed time that we agreed. I hid my disappointment and frustration from my friends but seeing them all getting angry for me lessens the pain. Many things run in my mind that time. I was telling myself that I shouldn’t get my hopes so high. After all, who am I? I was just some random girl he got to talk online, shared some things that might not even true, that he called from time to time out of boredom. I’m not someone important. And here I am seeing all those things in rose-tinted glasses. I never really learn a lesson. I’m still not used to people making me a past time. Oh well.

I was so worked up from all of my emotions that I didn’t notice my friends were all squealing in delight. I didn’t hear the band playing. And I didn’t notice him walking over to my desk with flowers in hand and singing his heart out. By the time I felt like everyone was being unusually quiet (our boss was not even shouting), I finally looked up and was so shocked to see him in front of me. I thought I was just imagining things. So I reached out to him and pinched him so hard he cried out of pain. And then I laughed. I laughed so hard that everyone was afraid I finally lose my mind. I laughed because I was relieved and felt ridiculous for thinking all about those things. After what feels like an eternity of laughter, I finally asked him what he was doing there. I was an idiot, I know. So he fell down on his knees and practically begged me to forgive him for being late. He then proceeded to an anecdote of traffics and getting permission from our building administration to let him and his band take all their instruments to our office. But none of that matter anymore. I was just so relieved that I forgot all my disappointments and frustrations and told him it was all okay. After all, he made an effort to do all of that. (My friends all forgave him much faster than I did.) And by miracles, my boss even let me take the day off.

That first date was followed by so many dates after. Trips to a new restaurant to try out and judge the food became trips to new places to experience the culture. Days turned to weeks to months and before we know it, we’re already in our first year. We celebrated it on top of the highest mountain in the Philippines. We’re so high above of our love and happiness that being high above the sky is just fitting for a first-year celebration. One year became five years and even after all those years; our love for each other didn’t lose. We always find a way to make new things and try new things. We never fail to surprise each other. We always learn new things from each other and we didn’t fell to that monotonous way that some couple experienced. I was so sure that we will end up with each other and we always talk about what we would do when we grow old. We always imagine how it is to look after our grandchildren playing. We had everything planned out. And so, on our fifth year anniversary, he finally proposed to me. We began planning our wedding day right away, and we already announced to the delight of everyone.

But I guess plans never really to work as it is. Just two months before our wedding day, he decided to break up with me. He says he wanted to find himself again. He says he lost his sense of self when we started the relationship. He says he loves me, but it is not the same love that I have for him. That he’ll just fool himself and in the process, fool me because he will pretend that he loves me. And then he was gone.

And I was left with a broken heart and broken plans. I feel so lost that I don’t know what to do on the following days. I canceled everything, the wedding and all reservations that comes with it.

Trying to fill the void, I began traveling again to places that I’ve never been and that we didn’t get to visit. I re-acquainted myself with going out alone and be fine with it. I watched movies, dine out, visit museums and do everything on my own. My friends would go out with me from time to time but of course, I cannot drag them to anywhere and anything that I want to do.

It was the most beautiful love I ever received. But it was the one that hurts the most.

[Book Review 5] A Court of Thorns and Roses by Sarah J. Maas

A Court of Thorn and Roses by Sarah J. Maas


Feyre’s survival rests upon her ability to hunt and kill – the forest where she lives is a cold, bleak place in the long winter months. So when she spots a deer in the forest being pursued by a wolf, she cannot resist fighting it for the flesh. But to do so, she must kill the predator and killing something so precious comes at a price …

Dragged to a magical kingdom for the murder of a faerie, Feyre discovers that her captor, his face obscured by a jewelled mask, is hiding far more than his piercing green eyes would suggest. Feyre’s presence at the court is closely guarded, and as she begins to learn why, her feelings for him turn from hostility to passion and the faerie lands become an even more dangerous place. Feyre must fight to break an ancient curse, or she will lose him forever.


It’s been a while since I read A Court of Thorns and Roses but I haven’t gotten around with writing this review because, life. So here’s my thoughts about the book.

Don’t feel bad for one moment about doing what brings you joy.

I admit that I was kind of reluctant to begin the series. It got so much hype from most of my friends that I felt like they are lying. But then, a friend got my own copy of ACoTaR signed by SJM herself and so I felt like I cannot hold off reading the book anymore. And I never looked back.

ACoTaR for me is a fairytale re-telling for Beauty and the Beast with a different twist. I hadn’t expected it to be that magical. Not that Beauty and the Beast is not as magical as magic can be, but ACoTaR exceeded the expectation that I had for the book.

All Archeron sisters are strong women in their own right. Youngest as Feyre may be, she single handedly managed to get food for her family, unknowingly killing one of the High Faes. And to repay for what she did, she was brought to the Fae lands where she fell in love with the High Lord that was her captor.

The way Sarah weaved the story with so many unexpected characters and plots, it makes you not want to drop the book but instead dig deeper to the land of Faes. It makes you want to be the one being captured instead just to experience the magic (minus the killings). It makes you fall in love with the High Lord Tamlin, Feyre’s captor, and with Lucien, the loyal right-hand man of the High Lord. And Rhysand intrigues you as much as it did to Feyre. These unusual characters makes you grip to the story to know who among them are her friend/s and who are not.

Sarah proved that ACoTaR is beyond the hype that people give it. And I’m glad that I have friends that pushed me to begin the series.

And now, I’m going back to ACoWaR.

We need hope, or else we cannot endure.

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Sarah J. Maas is the #1 New York Times bestselling author of the Throne of Glass series and A Court of Thorns and Roses series, as well as a USA Today and international bestselling author. Sarah wrote the first incarnation of the Throne of Glass series when she was just sixteen, and it has now sold in thirty-five languages. A New York native, Sarah currently lives in Pennsylvania with her husband and dog.

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I’ve been in the limbo for the past months. I cannot write, I cannot even compose a simple verse. I cannot finish the unread books that I have in my pile that instead of reducing the number of books that I have (read: want) to read, it’s increasing to a number that I cannot seem to reach. I’m even in and out if the service that I’m doing for my community and my church (I’m a choir member in our church and I handle the entire group). I’m even looking for a new job.

And this is my lame attempt in writing again.

I wanted so much to write. I wanted so much to compose a song, a poem, an ode. I wanted so much to finish a book. I wanted so much to have my life back on track again.

I don’t know why I cannot do all those things. Tried as I may to do whatever I want to do, my brain goes blank whenever I open my Word document. My enthusiasm to read deflates whenever I open a book. And now I don’t know where this narrative is going or how to end this.

Ugh! This is so frustrating.


Today Elise Kova and Rockstar Book Tours are revealing the cover for THE DRAGONS OF NOVA, which releases July 11, 2017! Check out the gorgeous cover and enter to win assigned ARC of the book!!

On to the reveal!


Title: THE DRAGONS OF NOVA (Loom Saga #2)

Author: Elise Kova

Pub. Date: July 11, 2017

Publisher: Keymaster Press

Formats: Hardcover, eBook, audiobook

Pages: 488

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Cvareh returns home to his sky world of Nova with the genius crafter Arianna as his temperamental guest. The mercurial inventor possesses all the Xin family needs to turn the tides of a centuries-old power struggle, but the secrets she harbors must be earned with trust — hard to come by for Ari, especially when it comes to Dragons. On Nova, Ari finds herself closer to exacting vengeance against the traitor who killed everything — and everyone – she once loved. But before Ari can complete her campaign of revenge, the Crimson Court exposes her shadowed past and reveals something even more dangerous sparking between her and Cvareh.

While Nova is embroiled in blood sport and political games, the rebels on Loom prepare for an all-out assault on their Dragon oppressors. Florence unexpectedly finds herself at the forefront of change, as her unique blend of skills — and quick-shooting accuracy — makes her a force to be reckoned with. For the future of her world, she vows vengeance against the Dragons.

Before the rebellion can rise, though, the Guilds must fall.

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“They’re coming from the front!” Nora screamed over the crescendo of the engine gaining speed. On cue, the train lurched as an endwig was splattered to a bloody mess on the point of the engine’s pilot.

“Bloody cogs,” Florence cursed. The Vicar Alchemist had sent her to protect the mission as the Revolver, but one of her wasn’t going to be enough. “I’m going to the engine.”

“What are we going to do?” The usually self-sure Nora had the face of a cornered hare.

“You’re going to fight.” Florence passed her a weapon.

“I’ve never shot a gun before.”

“Now is a great time to learn.”

“I’m an Alchemist!”

Seriously, Florence was a breath away from shooting the woman herself. “You’re dead if you don’t adapt! There’s three more bombs exactly like the ones you just used, right there. Just fend them off until the train gets up to speed. But don’t use any other disks.”

Florence had no more time to waste as the train lurched again. They just had to survive until the train reached full speed. For all the endwig were, they certainly couldn’t keep up with a locomotive.

She hoped.

The wind whipped her hair around her face as she stuck her head from the train car. Florence reached out for the ladder to the right of the door, scaling up before another endwig could emerge. She swung up just in time as an explosion nearly blew her foot clean off.

“By the five guilds, you two only had three bombs!” she screamed over the wind, not knowing if they could hear. “Ration them a bit!”

Standing, Florence looked in horror at the tracks ahead. Dozens of endwig lined the path, running eagerly to meet the train. She loaded six canisters at once.

Jumping to the tender, Florence lost her footing atop the moving train car. A nail snapped clean off as she sought a grip that would prevent her from being thrown to certain death. If she fell now, she would never get back on the vessel. She’d be torn limb from limb.

Gritting her teeth, Florence rose to her knees, shooting two endwig in the process. She wedged herself between two grooves on the top of the tender. Blood pooled around her shins as she dug them into the metal for a grip where there was none, but she was stable enough to take aim, and that meant she could open fire.

Five shots down, and Florence reloaded her gun. Endwig came relentlessly like a never-ending nightmare. But the train didn’t gain any more speed. She repeated the process, waiting for the vessel to be like her bullets, whizzing through the night at deadly speeds.

“Anders, now would be a great time to open her up!” she screamed.

There was no reply.

“Anders, Rotus, we need speed, get us out of here faster!”

Five long claws curled around the door of the engine in answer. Florence watched in horror as the white silhouette of an endwig, dotted in the black blood of a Chimera, pulled itself from the engine room. Florence swallowed hard.

They were without Rivet and Raven, stumbling through the darkness, enemies at all sides. She raised her gun slowly, looking fearlessly at the face of death itself. Her revolver was steady over the rocking of the train.

“You think I’m not used to this?” Her mouth curled into a mad grin. “I’ve been fighting my way out of the darkness my whole life. And you’re not going to stop me now.”

Gunshots echoed through the forest.

About Elise


Elise Kova has always had a profound love of fantastical worlds. Somehow, she managed to focus on the real world long enough to graduate with a Master’s in Business Administration before crawling back under her favorite writing blanket to conceptualize her next magic system. She currently lives in St. Petersburg, Florida, and when she is not writing can be found playing video games, watching anime, or talking with readers on social media. She is the USA Today bestselling author of the Air Awakens Series as well as the Loom Saga (Keymaster, 2017).

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Maybe I loved you

Maybe I don’t.

Maybe I misinterpreted your actions

And thought it was the same as my own.

Maybe you never wanted to be with me

Maybe I’m just imposing myself

As someone that you need.


Maybe I should not took my time

And wasted it

By hoping and wishing

That you will come to your senses

And will come back to me.