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Your boyfriend whom you just met in college is actually your fiancé whom your family chose for you all along in an arranged marriage. Both of you do not know that you are engaged to each other until a momentous gathering for the elites of the society was arranged. 

As Chlea Alcala ventures her life as a freshman college student, she gets to know the world more. Away from her family's powerful influence, just the way she is. As other people would want to live the life where one has everything, Chlea longs for something otherwise. She craves to experience ordinary life even for a while. 

Will she be able to attain it? 

What will she discover about the world in the process? 

Will she be able to escape the arranged marriage that has been haunting her all along? 

Follow her journey as she meets new people who will give her a new perspective in life.


This novel is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, organizations, places, events, and incidents either are the products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

Primed for You (Queen City Series #1)

"What are you doing?" Gayle barged inside my room while her right hand is rubbing her eyes. I suppose she just woke up because she is walking slowly and sat down beside me on a vacant chair. Her hair is kind of messy and is hanging down below her shoulders.

I carefully removed the washi tape around the little square piece of oslo paper. I stick the paper on my table because I have been drawing using my watercolor since I woke up today. After successfully peeling the washi tape off the paper, I got the paper and stretched my hand forward to adore my piece of art work.

Gayle stuck her head close to mine to have the same view as mine while looking at my finished product. She then formed her head into and "O" and gazed at me, "Wow, I never knew you could paint!" She then clapped her hands like an amused seal. The corners of my mouth rise as I held my chin slightly high, proud with what I have drawn.

Rekindling Past Hobbies