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The Famous Demon Price
"You know you've been chasing that guy for a month, what's the point of chasing him?" Nyphele complained with a raised eyebrow. "I know you're curious about new things, there's no fear of anything. But that's from the demon race." He added more. "Curiosity can lead you to danger sometimes." Nyphele is talking about the soon to be crowned prince of the demon race. Prince Lyford Kedron, the famous demon prince. Besides his beautiful face, he also has this attractive expressionless face when he walks. Who wouldn't be interested in that, right? Many are chasing after that famous demon, but who would have thought that I was the only one who was successful in chasing him. Not only he noticed me, he also gives me a different expression when he sees me. Unfortunately, that expression is 'annoyance'. But at least he thinks differently about me, right? "What are you, you're overthinking things! Aren't you interested to know why his wings are white instead of black?" I asked smiling. I'm not just interested in his personality and appearance. He's famous for having such graceful white wings like an angel. "He's from the demon race yet he has white wings, maybe it's not dangerous to know why that is, right?" I winked at Nyphele and she gave me an even worse look. "If I know that's not all you want to know, you're being such a stalker right now." He understood what I was saying. "Stalker? Me? do I look like a stalker? I'm pretty enough to be a stalker." I cheekily smiled at what she said. "How can you say I'm a stalker- "Well lucky you, I have a list here." My eyes widened, what? She grabbed a small notebook from her bag. "I have a list of the things you do to him." She immediately burned it... or should I say she used her ability to hide the small notebook. "Wait- you're not even going to read to me, are you?" I will ask. "I know you will just grab and hide the notebook. So I'm going ahead of you, I will give you the notebook after I report it to your brother." My eyes got bigger. "Aish! I'm your best friend, why are you reporting everything I do to my brother?" He just smiled sweetly at me. Hey, why did I become your friend? That's why my brother knows all my movements inside the campus. I played a game with the mixture in my head, I need to clean this. It was stained with blood again, I forgot to clean it. What if the prince saw this, right? He'll feel disgust of course, he's still a very clean freak. He's a demon but he's a very clean freak. Well who am I to judge? I am indeed an angel from the angel race but I'm a messy and lousy person. Likes to curse and all... "Isn't it time for you to stalk the prince in his hunt again? Today is their hunt schedule, right?" Nyphele's words stopped me. "OMG YES! You really fell from the sky Nyphele! Even though you are not supportive of what I do. You still manage to remind me things. LOVE YOU!" I shouted loudly as I flew away, oh see? Even though Nyphele is not supportive, she still informs me things because I tend to forget. I now know why he is my best friend. I just complained to my brother, but I'm sure she's just concerned about me. I immediately went to find the prince. But its weird because I didn't see a demon with white wings at the hunting entrance. "Where is that white demon?" I can see it quickly because of his white wings, but he's not there with his team. I flew around and went to the building where the demons were in class, maybe he's still in the classroom? I was about to enter when I heard a voice... "I told you I like you, why are you pushing me with that woman? I don't want anything." Huh? Isn't that... the famous demon prince's voice? "Don't raise your voice, someone might hear you're... gay." It was like cold water was poured on me. what?! Because my face was thick, I immediately opened the door while pointing to the prince. "you're what!?" The prince lazily looked at me and smirked. I and interest." I interrupted what he said. He looked at me evilly, a demon who was his best friend and guard was also looking at me. I know this because I have been observing them for days. I should have noticed his… sexuality if anything. My observations were never wrong, but sometimes it's hard to read this prince. I proudly put my hand in my chest and smiled. Gay or not: True or not true- "I, Lady Dethyria Javier of the angel race will be chasing the famous demon prince." He thinks I'm going to back down because he's gay? Wrong! Totally wrong! I was born with determination and a curious mind. This won't stop a curious little angel like me!.
The Criminal Innocent
Erin Leigh Castillego came from a rich and powerful family. Erin lived her life like she almost got what she wanted. But there is one thing since childhood he wants to get. Her parents love and attention. Her dad doesn't care about her, her mom hated her for the reason she doesn't know and her sister loathed her for some reason. On her 20th birthday, she receives a gift that made her heart wrecked into pieces. Her beloved boyfriend is getting married to her older sister. Bringing pain. He managed to run away which was one of the worst decisions of his entire life. She was kidnapped by the unknown famous k*ller and the ruthless criminal who has a secret anger and loathe to her family
Still Inlove With My Ex-Girlfriend
I smiled when I saw Russel on stage, he didn't know I was here because he didn't want me to go when he was singing. I just want to see his actual singing, he's my boyfriend. I looked around the whole place and just smiled because of the number of people watching him now. He's famous and handsome and he also has a lot of fans but I'm sorry for them because they admire my boyfriend. I'm ready to go because it looks like it's about to start. "This song is for the person that I missed so much." Everyone started laughing and murmuring started around me, my heart jumped for joy because I was sure he was referring to what he said. Aziel, Russel's friend, started strumming the guitar. They are a group that sings and they are five in a troop. Russell grabbed the mic and got ready to sing. 'Honey, why are you calling me so late. It's kinda hard to talk right now. Honey, why are you crying, everything is okay. I gotta whisper cause I can't be too loud.' A smile appeared on my lips when I heard his very cold voice. Such a beautiful voice! That's why I fell in love with him even more. The girls who thought you were tickled immediately started to giggle, I can't blame them, Russel's voice is really beautiful. The drum started to beat, which the women stopped more and more. 'Well, my girl's in the next room sometimes I wish she was you' I was suddenly stunned to hear those lyrics, I looked at the stage and saw Russel just facing the stage. 'I guess we never really moved on' My brow furrowed because he seemed to be staring at something below, I was just on the side so it looked like he hadn't noticed me yet. I followed his gaze and it was like I was frozen in place when I saw who he was staring at. 'It's really good to hear your voice saying my name it sounds so sweet.' He's staring at her, he looks at her very differently than he looks at me. I could clearly see how a smile appeared on his lips. Those smiles... I've only seen them again since they broke up. Coming from the lips of an angel. Hearing those words makes me weak. And i never wanna say goodbye but girl you make it hard to be faithful.' I could feel my heart beating faster and at the same time it was hurting, I looked at the woman who was now also staring at Russel. "With the lips of an angel." I just felt my tears fall one after the other. I think... he's still into her. That girl is his first love, first girlfriend and first heartbreak. That's right, I'm still the loser at the end..
After We Fall In Love
Ashton Philip Falcon never paid much attention to Winter Villapania. Despite her family’s vast flower farm, which attracted tourists from far and wide, Winter never flaunted her wealth. She was plain, quiet, and lived in her own world dressing modestly, wearing thick glasses, and showing no interest in beauty or trends. At first, Ashton barely noticed her. His attention was on Trixie—the stylish, confident girl who knew how to captivate men. But something changed. Over time, Winter’s quiet beauty began to bloom, and without warning, Ashton found himself drawn to her. He tried to fight it. He told himself that Trixie was still the one he wanted. But every moment with Winter—her kindness, her quiet support, the way she truly cared—pulled him in deeper. Then came the unexpected moment: a kiss shared when they were stuck in a restroom. That was when Ashton knew. Confused and desperate for clarity, he distanced himself, traveling with his father to Negros. He spent weeks trying to reignite his feelings for Trixie. But no matter how much he tried, the spark was gone. Now, all he can think about is Winter. And he can only hope she feels the same way.
The Power of Seduction
Giovanni Martinez is a playboy, he really likes to flirt and he has a lot of flings. But any one of those girls, is just a past time. A word relationship and love is not his lines, the word love is never existing on his life. But one day, he meets Belinda. A not ordinary woman who takes his interest, care and time. What would happen next if Belinda doesn't love her? Because of her terrible past life. In the area of conception, a street dance is being happily performed that includes young people from the south school. Most of them wear traditional costumes while dancing the sto nino. Some are even dressed up as they call it, they have different clothes and tricks while walking along the san nicolas road. The Martinez family was there and socializing with the residents there. The young martinez couldn't help but fold his arms because of the boredom that was taking over his system. This celebration was a 'boring event' for him. He wanted to go back to Manila and work. It would rather deal with the barrage of work on site than die of boredom here while watching young people dance. ”Thank you for the donation you gave..” he looked at the teachers who were deeply grateful to his grandfather. This is Rodolfo Martinez His grandfather was a Dean in Fatima, where Giovanni Martinez studied high school and college, the young man did nothing but women and alcohol. That's why even now at the age of twenty-five, he still doesn't have any serious women among the ones he meets. ”We will be back here next month, my grandson. He is an engineer and he will handle the new school that will be built here.." Giovanni was insulted because of his great grandfather's behavior. There was nothing he could do but obey, he was even more afraid of his grandfather than his parents who were not here. Besides, only his uncle was with them and his young nephew. "Isn't it a grandchild?" ”Yes, I will do my best to build a nice building here..” that was Giovanni's answer that almost came out of his nose, he had given up on this province. He was impatient and felt like he was going to pass out at any moment. He wanted to escape his grandfather to go home to Manila first. ”Excuse me, I'm just looking for something to drink..” the gentleman nodded as he was surrounded by bodyguards, a bodyguard was about to follow but giovanni suddenly shook his head. ”I can handle myself, stop following me..” said in a gruff and authoritative voice, the man retreated when the gentleman signaled him to let his grandson go. Giovanni was relieved to escape from that group, but because it was a fiesta in the town they went to, he met waves of people. The suit he was wearing almost got tangled because of the young people he met, add to that the many children scattered around begging for alms. "This place is getting on my nerves!" He fixed his necktie when he got to the car, but because of the heat, he was really thirsty. Those people didn't even think to give them water. "I won't ever come back here!" he walked towards the cooler vendors, he didn't usually do this but he had no choice but to drink it because his throat would be dry if he didn't drink it. "How much?" the shopkeepers push each other because of his good looks, the girls can't shake each other as to which one of them will translate the nuko. "Only five pesos brother handsome.." ”Can i have one, please..” he heard an accented cry, he was used to it so he just ignored it. How many women are screaming his name, begging for his attention and thirsting for his smile. ”Keep the change..” he said five hundred times before he winked at the two, the women almost fainted at that wink and giovanni woke up. "He's handsome!" that was the last thing he heard before finally crossing the road with the glass of buko juice. He was about to drink it when suddenly someone took it from his hand. "Holysh*t!" a dirty woman drank from the joint she bought, with messy hair and the smell of the road in front of her.. ”That's f*cking mine!” the girl looked at him with a blink, giovanni wondered why her eyes were green. But because he was annoyed, he passed it with almost cursing coming out of his mouth. "I hate this s*ck place!" he was kicking the wheel of his car before opening the door, but suddenly his cellphone rang causing him to be unable to get in. He grabbed it from his pocket and his grandfather's name came out easily. He answered that without hesitation. ”Im on my way home..” that's what giovanni said in an irritable voice. He wanted to leave this place, he was not used to simple things especially people wondering about his clothes. "Someone took my cane, I can't see it.." "Grandpa, I want to go home. There is an emergency on site and I am needed there..” ”I want that cane, if you see the girl with it, block it!” ”Yes lo, I will...” he hung up while frowning, was it also a cane? Why didn't he buy a new one? He has a lot of money! He entered the car with almost a bang, he felt too much irritation especially when he could smell the inside of his car.
Unromantic Love
PROLOGUE The surroundings are noisy as I make my way home, umbrella in hand, I hurry to shore up the potholed road as the children run. The rain is getting stronger but the people here don't care about the approaching typhoon. They continue to rush down the road. Most of the ones I see are gambling on one side, on the other side drinking while singing. In other words, it's like a fiesta here where I live. I closed the umbrella before going home. But what appeared to me again was the mother holding a card. They gamble here inside the house with gossips like him, I put the umbrella behind the door. I haven't even gotten far from my mother calling my name. "Natasha!" I looked at my mother who was in the living room, I heard the heavy rain while waiting for what she had to say. "Yes?" "Come here!" I sighed and approached the mother, when I was at her side she easily extended her palm. "Give me money!" "Yes?" ”Are you deaf now, Natasha? Aren't you now getting paid at the bakery!” "Yes mother, but I will sell this medicine to father.." "I'll buy it, mine!" I didn't want to hand the money to my mother, she was dealt a card and I knew that my hard work could only be lost in two weeks. "Don't worry, I'll buy it from outside.." he gave me a bad look, at this time I knew there was nothing I could do. ”Are you bossing me around this house, Natasha!” "N-not like that, mother.." "Then give him your money!" I felt bad when I snatched more than three thousand from my old bag. I cried when I handed it to mom as I felt hunger in my stomach. "Is this all?" my voice screamed. "Oh, he is! There are vegetables in the kitchen, cook them and feed them to your father first!" My body is heavy when I turn my back on my mother, in this house I am the first born. It's not just the firstborn, the cook, the laundress and the cleanliness of the surroundings. At the age of seventeen, the word social did not resonate with me. I scratch not for myself, but also for my family that I don't know if they consider me family. "Sister!" the youngest girl came up to me, smiling. "Did you buy me slippers? "I nodded at this, smiling slightly. ”Yes, it is on the side of the door. Just take it..” "Yes!" he happily ran out, I headed to the table where the wrapped mixed vegetables were. After a while, my youngest brother screamed again, he entered the kitchen. "Sister, this is not what I want!" twelve year old chloe grumbled. I was only able to buy a simple slipper because I only fit it in my closet earlier, I couldn't buy the expensive sandals he wanted for his studies. "Next time sister will buy what you want, hm?" "I do not want!" he threw a pair of slippers on the floor. "That's yours, your promise is useless!" he turned and stared at me, my throat was closing as he slowly looked at the slippers that had been bought. If they are they can afford to waste money on such things, but I am. I almost looked for and chased the money just to give and make them happy. But I didn't hear even the slightest thanks. I let out a heavy breath, picked up the slipper and set it aside. Before I could start, mother entered the kitchen. "What a shame you are acting, Natasha!" from the tone of his voice I knew he lost the gamble, I prayed that he didn't regret the money I gave him earlier. "You only gave me three thousand, isn't your salary around four thousand!" "I'm budgeting because that's the money I have left over.." "Ah then, you have a budget while we are here without money?!" "I have already given you the salary, father's medicine is only one thousand.." "How about a thousand, I'll buy a month's worth of his medicine. How can I pay for the electricity if you don't give it enough!” ”I broke it last week, didn't I? The electricity has been paid..” He slammed the table in front of me. ”I bought a lot with that money, I haven't paid yet!” I closed my eyes because of the problems he throws at me, I'm not the first born, I should take everything. He won't even help me with the expenses, he'd rather lose it in gambling. "Your money is mine!" "Mother.." ”You will not give it!” tightly holding my arm, his long nails digging into it as he glared at me. "They feed you there at work, don't they!" "Said mine!" He forced me to grope, but because I moved away I didn't accidentally push the mother. "Ouch!" he sat down on the floor, grimacing as he held his hips. He looked up at me, his gaze evil. ”You are fighting me now?!” he stood up. "N-no mom, I didn't mean it.." "You're useless!" he pulled my hair, I almost cried as he dragged me out of the house. That's when the father came out, struggling to move the wheel of his wheelchair while calling the mother's name. "Helda!" I heard my father's voice from outside, but my mother was angry with me and pushed me down outside our shack. "Get out of here, don't come back until you have money!" Tears flowed from my eyes, before I could stand up, mother marched into the house. It was only then that I felt the rain water flowing over my body. I don't know why they have to be so cruel to me, I didn't do anything wrong. I improve everything and give as much as possible. But for them I am useless. I made my way to work, soaking wet as I walked the slippery corners. It's dark and only raindrops can be heard. The light released by the lightning is the one that illuminates my path. I turned towards the highway, I was close to the bakery when my vision suddenly blurred. I was so dizzy that my body almost collapsed. But because of the hand that held me I had the strength to stand. "Hey, woman!" The man's voice was irritable, I looked at him even though I felt dizzy. "You almost ran over!" I didn't know what he was saying, I also didn't know that at my age I would meet a handsome man like him. His chinito eyes sparkle on the lights of the road. He was also wet from the rain while his forehead was wrinkled. "Noah, come in!" someone called his lady on the side, I could see the car parked there while the person riding there was looking at us. Noah? ”Use this..” he wrapped his fragrant and thick jacket around me, before that he left completely at the same time as the rain subsided in the darkness
Innocent Doctor And The Heartless Mafia
''Look, we're really still here together" he said calmly. the flirtatious ones who hit each other, they know that they are owned by others and still try to take them, there is really no shame in those like you eloise" he added and there was a mixture of insults in his voice so I hate him looked at. ‘’Excuse me?" ‘’’oh why don't you like the term flirt?" this question lingered while he was still smiling at me so that he held me tightly in my arms. You know, I hope you're beautiful, eh, you're also perfect when you look at it, but you'll come when you're beautiful if you have a nauseating habit" I said full of sarcasm and then confronted him. I won't be surprised if one day he leaves you because of your behavior, If I was him I will break up with you, I don't need people like you in my life, garbage like you" I added while who smiled at him and he also didn't like what I said.
The Wife's Illusion
PROLOGUE "Alked? Can't I and our son come with you?" I asked my husband when I saw that he was preparing his and our son's luggage. He didn't ignore me, just these past few days he ignored me and seemed to treat me coldly. "Alked?" I called his name again and approached him. I helped her arrange their clothes. "Alked, shall I also arrange my clothes?" I asked him. "Alked?" "No. You will stay on this island as long as I want," he told me firmly. I frowned because what else would I do on this island? They are going back to Manila with our son so why leave me here? "Why? Shouldn't we come here together? Well, we'll go home together Alked." He shook his head and when I closed the zipper of his traveling bag, he immediately slung it over his shoulder. I followed him. "Let's go, son. We're going home," he said to our son. Our eldest, Recyn, is only four years old. "With Mommy, Dad?" "No, she's not going with us. Just the two of us, son.” "Why?" our son asked in confusion. "Alked?" I called his name. He shook his head at me and I followed them anyway. "Alked? Will you leave me here?” I asked him sadly. I don't think he has any intention of talking to me. "Alked!" I shouted my husband's name. "You will stay here, I'll be back." The last words came out of my husband's mouth and they left with our son who was also looking sadly at me. He wants me to come but his daddy doesn't want me to. It felt like something was blocking my throat and the weight was heavy in my chest. I thought he would get back to me right away but it took a few weeks and if I heard the sound of a speedboat or a ship, I was still excited to go out to Inang Yanel's house. I thought my husband had arrived and was going to take me back to Manila. I miss them so much. I'm not used to my father and son being away from me. I miss Recyn too. One day Inang Yanel woke me up, I think it was early in the morning. I'm still very sleepy and I want to sleep but Inang looks confused. "Why, Mother? Is there a problem?” I asked him worriedly. "Get ready, daughter. Run away... Get off this island... You are dangerous here...” " I was nervous about Mother's reaction so I panicked. We both screamed when we heard a deafening explosion of something outside the house where I lived. Mother and I bent down and huddled under the bed. "Mother..." “Son... Y-You need to get out of here. Your life is dangerous here. Someone wants to make an attempt on your life...” "I don't understand you..." "Your wife. Your husband is the one who wants to hurt and kill you....
Mysterious Killer Is My Husband
Who are you! Why can't you show me!" I shouted inside the Mansion which was very dark I married you because you killed everyone around me! So please let me go!" I cried. Why did I marry the man I have never seen nor know whose name! I did that because I love the people around me! And when I choose myself they will all disappear. You only kill me! I'm your only target, aren't you! So kill me! Show yourself!" I shouted as my tears fell one after the other. I didn't realize that there was a masked man in front of me now. The body is tall and handsome. My hair stood on end as he approached me. It's mine! No one else should come near you but me!" he whispered in my ear and suddenly left. I could not move from what I heard. I only heard crying. I saw moonlight. And I felt a pounding in my chest.
The Private Maid
Alex, go home to Manila, how long will you be a Badboy look, dad needs your help, you're not a teenager, you're a young man, go home, please Alex - Sister Sylvia I'm not ready sister Sylvia you know that dad hates me so much he can do it on his own he's not even a teenager like me I'm still 18, sister I'm still enjoying my life so bye I'm going somewhere - Me This is how life is sometimes happy sometimes sad. I keep thinking about all the happenings in the world where there are many in need but there is also a lot of corruption. There is no joy in being a Multi Billionaire's son in my life. I will admit it is happy because you get everything you want except one. I only did this now because of this girl and it's my first time to have a Real Girlfriend because I often have a one night stand but she's different.
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