Hey, I’m Jessica E. Larsen. A Filipina writer based in Spain. I’m currently an author of 9 books, 5 in Tagalog and 4 in English. As of May 2021, I actively socialize as Jessie Winterspring, the name I’ll be using when publishing my future books in English.

Several of my short stories free in online retail stores. Most of the self-edited drafts are posted here in my blog and other writing platforms like Reedsy and Wattpad. 

I live near the Mediterranean coast with my loving husband and adorable son. I love watching the ocean and scheme how to torment annoying goody-two-shoes or straight out murder bitchy exes.

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It’s a question of perspective

It’s a question of perspective

Moments in time Pictures
A friend stepped inside the house. My husband asked him, "How's the weather?" Our friend replied, "Snow is filling up. It's plain evil." My husband stepped out to clean the snow out the car. 20 minutes later he went back in covered in snow and wearing a frown. "He's right! This is the devil's doing."...
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The Sauvage Domicile

The Sauvage Domicile

Book review
When 2019 started I promised myself to read one book a month and The Sauvage Domicile is not the book I was planning to read in January but the moment I was given a time-limited credit, this was the first one I chose to buy. I wanted to wait after I finished the one I'm...
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Hi February

Hi February

Teasers
It's that month again! The start of the romantic month, exciting for hoping singles and happy couples, and additional reason to be depress for lonely people. I'm somewhat somewhere in between. I'm happily married but I'm broke and have a super adorable son to spoiled... okay maybe not, but I doubt that my husband will...
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wolf mountain

Wolf Mountain

With a backpack on my back, containing basic necessities and a sleeping bag, I made my way up the mountain. The sound of snow beneath my boots gave me the boost of strength to go on. It was cold but my cheeks was damp with sweat and my long hair uncomfortably clung to my skin. My mom’s words three years ago rang in my ears. “A young twenty-year-old girl like you should stop hiking by herself,” she said in which I replied...

Under the Mask

Anywhere he goes, people step aside. Parting like an ocean giving way to the king. Except he’s not treated with kindness. Because he’s always covered in cut and bruises. “They should put that delinquent to jail,” said one of the women to her friend. “Yes, he give this neighborhood...

Beneath the spring flower

Beneath the Spring Flowers

Springtime is when flowers bloom. And every year I will be one of the people who eagerly wait for trees to blossom, but unlike everyone, I’m not waiting for warm weather. I’m waiting to see her. She that only appears with the delicate array of papery pink blossoms of the trees. Today she stood in the arch bridge that perfectly reflected in the water, I ignored the fact that she isn’t in it. My focus is on her, to her enchanting presence that makes everything else fade. “This year I’ll...

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