Novels by Marghie

DWAYNEMatapos makulong sina Shane at Janella, parang doon lang ako nakahinga nang maluwag. Isang taon kaming nabuhay sa takot, duda, at galit. Isang taon na parang hindi kami mapakali kung kailan sila susulpot at gagawa na naman ng gulo.Nasa sala kami noon ni Nancy. Tahimik ang bahay. Si BJ nasa kwarto, tulog. Sina Lesly at Giselle umuwi na rin.Lumapit ako kay Nancy. Hindi ko na napigilan ang sarili ko. Niyakap ko siya nang mahigpit.“Sorry,” sabi ko.Hindi agad siya nagsalita. Ramdam ko ang paghinga niya sa dibdib ko.“Sorry sa pagduda ko,” dagdag ko. “Nasaktan kita. Pinagbintangan kita.”Huminga siya nang malalim bago sumagot. “Wala namang may gusto ng mga nangyari, Dwayne.”Humawak siya sa braso ko at tiningnan ako sa mata. “Hindi ko ginusto ang gulo. Hindi ko ginusto na bumalik siya.”“Alam ko,” sabi ko. “Pero nagpadala ako sa galit. Akala ko niloloko mo ako.”“Nasaktan din ako,” sagot niya. “Pero mas pinili kong intindihin ka.”Mas lalo ko siyang niyakap. Doon ko narealize kung

JANELLANasa kwarto ako noon at nagsusukat ng damit. Tinitingnan ko ang sarili ko sa salamin. Pinaghirapan ko ang mukha na ito. Lahat ng sakit tiniis ko para lang mabuo ang bagong ako.Habang inaayos ko ang damit sa harap ng salamin, biglang tumunog ang phone ko. Unknown number.Sandali akong nag isip kung sasagutin ko ba. Pero sinagot ko rin.“Hello?”May ilang segundo na tahimik. Tapos narinig ko ang boses.“Janella…”Nanlamig ako. “Tito Bernard?”Tumawa siya. Pero hindi normal na tawa. Parang baliw.“Tumawag lang ako para magpaalam,” sabi niya.“Ano? Anong pinagsasabi mo?” inis kong sagot. “Nasaan ka?”Tumawa ulit siya. “Huwag mo na alamin kung nasaan ako, ito na ang huling araw na magkakausap tayo.”Kinabahan ako. “Anong ibig mong sabihin?”“Alam na ng mga pulis ang totoo,” sabi niya. “Alam na nilang buhay kayo ni Shane. Alam na nilang nagpalit kayo ng mukha. Alam na rin nila Dwayne.”Parang nawala ang hangin sa dibdib ko. “Ano? Hindi pwede. Paano nila malalaman?!”“Eh di sinabi k

SHANENatutuwa ako habang umiinom ng alak sa sala. Tahimik ang buong bahay pero ang isip ko puno ng iniisip. Habang iniikot ko ang baso sa kamay ko, hindi ko mapigilan ang mapangiti. Sigurado ako ngayon nag aaway sina Dwayne at Nancy. Kilala ko si Dwayne. Seloso yun. Mainitin ang ulo. Konting duda lang, sasabog agad. At si Nancy naman, pag napuno, hindi rin magpapatalo.Iniisip ko pa lang na unti unti nang nasisira ang pagsasama nila, gumagaan ang pakiramdam ko. Hindi ko man sila nakikita, parang naririnig ko na sa isip ko ang sigawan nila. At sa gitna ng gulong yun, nandun ako. Ako ang dahilan.Bukod kay Nancy, ang gusto ko talaga na makuha ulit ay si BJ. Anak ko siya. Dugo ko siya. Hindi ko matanggap na ibang lalaki ang tinatawag niyang papa ngayon. Sa tuwing naiisip ko na si Dwayne ang kasama niya araw araw, kumukulo ang dugo ko.“Akin ang anak ko,” sabi ko sa sarili ko habang umiinom.Plano ko na kapag tuluyan nang maghiwalay sina Nancy at Dwayne, papasok ako. Magpapakita ako bila

NANCYHabang nag uusap kaming apat nina Dwayne, Lesly, at Giselle sa sala, ramdam ko ang bigat ng hangin. Tahimik si BJ sa tabi ko, halata sa mukha ng lahat ang takot at lungkot.Biglang may kumatok nang malakas sa gate.Sunod sunod. Mabigat. Parang may nagmamadali.Napatingin kaming lahat sa isa’t isa.“Sino yan?” mahina kong tanong.Bago pa kami makakilos, may sumigaw mula sa labas.“Pulis po! Buksan ninyo ang pinto!”Parang tumigil ang tibok ng puso ko.Tumayo si Dwayne at sumilip sa bintana. “Mga pulis nga.”Binuksan niya ang pinto at pumasok ang tatlong pulis. Seryoso ang mga mukha nila. May dala silang mga folder at isang maliit na sobre.“Ano po ang problema?” tanong ni Dwayne.Lumapit ang isang pulis sa amin. “May isang concern citizen po na nagbigay ng tip. Tungkol po ito kay Charles.”Nanlamig ang kamay ko.“Ano tungkol sa kanya?” tanong ko.Tumingin ang pulis sa akin diretso. “May impormasyon po kami na si Charles ay hindi talaga si Charles. Siya raw po talaga si Shane Linc

LESLYNagtaka ako nang marinig ko ang mahinang iyak sa sala. Paglabas ko ng kwarto, nakita ko si BJ na nakatayo sa harap ni Giselle. Si Giselle nakaupo sa wheel chair niya, hawak ang maliit niyang white board. Paulit-ulit siyang nagsusulat at binubura.WALA NA ANG PAPA MO BJ. PATAY NA SI SHANE!Malaki ang letra. Halos madiin ang pagkakasulat, parang gusto niyang ipaintindi talaga.Pero si BJ, pula na ang mata sa kakaiyak.“Hindi po!” sigaw niya. “Hindi po patay si Papa!”Lumapit ako agad. “Anong nangyayari dito?”Tumingin sa akin si BJ, umiiyak pa rin. “Tita Lesly… buhay po si Papa.”Nagkatinginan kami ni Giselle. Mabilis siyang nagsulat ulit.BJ, MALI KA. PATAY NA SI SHANE.Umiling si BJ. “Hindi po si Charles! Yung nasa kapit bahay natin… siya si Papa!”Parang may malamig na tubig na ibinuhos sa ulo ko.“Anong ibig mong sabihin?” tanong ko.“Yung bagong lipat po,” sabi ni BJ habang pinupunasan ang luha niya. “Si Charles. Siya po si Papa.”Napahawak ako sa dibdib ko. “BJ, sigurado ka

BERNARDInis na inis ako simula nung araw na tinanggal ang benda sa mukha ni Janella at tumambad sa akin ang mukha ni Nancy.Hindi ito ang gusto ko.Hindi para dito ang lahat ng ginawa ko.Ako ang sumugod sa kulungan. Ako ang nagpasabog. Ako ang nagplano ng sunog para palabasin na patay na sila. Ginawa ko lahat yun para mailabas si Janella. Para magsimula kami ulit. Para maging kami.Pero ngayon? Wala na yung babaeng minahal ko.Tuwing tinitingnan ko siya, si Nancy ang nakikita ko.Hindi si Janella.Parang nabura na siya.Isang gabi, nakaupo ako mag-isa sa sala ng mansion ni Shane. Naririnig ko ang tawa nila sa taas. Parang walang problema. Parang laro lang ang lahat.Napailing ako.“Hindi ito ang usapan,” bulong ko sa sarili ko.Bumaba si Janella. O kung sino man siya ngayon.“Bakit ang tahimik mo?” tanong niya.Tinitigan ko siya. “Masaya ka ba?”“Syempre,” sagot niya. “Malaya tayo. May plano tayo. Malapit na masira ang pamilya nila Dwayne.”Napangisi siya.Dwayne na naman? Hindi tal

AudreyNagising ako na parang wasak ang buong katawan ko. Sobrang sakit, every movement may kirot. Napahigpit ang hawak ko sa kumot at tinakpan ang hubad kong katawan. Pagtingin ko sa kama, nakita ko ang natuyong dugo. My chest tightened, at hindi ko napigilan, bigla akong napaiyak.Wala na ang iniingatan kong virginity. Pinangako ko pa naman noon na ibibigay ko lang sa magiging asawa ko.Dali-dali akong bumangon at pumunta sa bathroom. Binuksan ko ang shower at hinayaan ko lang bumuhos ang tubig sa akin habang nakaupo ako sa sahig. I stayed there for a long time, just crying quietly. Humahalo ang luha ko sa tubig, and I felt so empty. Hindi ko naman masabi na narape ako… because I agreed. It was part of the deal. I chose this. Pero kahit ganon, it still hurts.I really have to follow the agreement. Kahit ayaw ko, I have to endure this for one year.Matapos akong maligo, pinunasan ko ang sarili ko at lumabas. Binuksan ko ang suitcase ko, wala na yung maid uniform dahil nilabhan ko kay

Jessica“Cheers!”Naupo kami ni Mama sa kwarto ko at parehong hawak ang baso ng red wine habang natatawa.“Finally mom, wala na si Audrey,” sabi ko, “Thanks to her, we were able to solve the problem too.”Mom chuckled softly, “Lower your voice, baka marinig tayo ni Gary. He’s still hesitant about what happened, but of course, he can’t do anything now.”“Are you sure, Mom? Hindi malalaman ni Dad na ikaw ang nagnakaw ng funds?” hindi ko mapigilan ang curiosity at natanong. “Bakit mo ginawa yun? Ikaw naman ang legal wife ni Dad ngayon. Bakit mo kailangan na magkaroon ng secret account?”“You know what I did to Amelia, right? Paano kung malaman ni Gary na his former legal wife didn’t die sa heart attack, kundi nilason ko siya at tinampered yung tire ng car niya para mabangga. We need money if ever malaman nila ni Audrey, so we can go abroad and hide there for good,” sagot niya.Napangiti ako ulit, “Don’t worry, Mom. Kung wala naman mag-open ng case ulit ng mama ni Audrey, walang makakaala

CarltonKakatapos ko lang maligo ng mapatingin ako sa CCTV monitors screen. My eyes caught her, yung babae na kasama ni Attorney Smith. The same girl na nabangga ako sa café two weeks ago at natapunan ng kape.Hmp, anak siya ni Gary Walton? Spoiled brat siguro ‘to. “One year,” I whispered sa sarili ko. “One whole year with her as my servant. Kakayanin niya kaya?”She’s really beautiful. Pero she’s not naïve kitang-kita sa mga mata niya na she knows how to act under pressure. At the same time, she blushed when she saw me earlier naked. I found that… amusing.Later, Miguel called for emergency meeting sa office. Gusto ko man napag tripan siya ng matagal ay hindi ko naman pwede balewalain ang trabaho.“Carlton, come out, let’s drink,” Miguel said after almost three hours of conference.Kailangan ko rin mag-unwind, so I agreed. Over a few drinks, I couldn’t stop thinking about her.Sobrang curious ako kung paano siya mag-aadjust sa mansion. One year is going to be… fun.Miguel noticed m

AudreyRamdam ko ang pamumula ng mukha ko dahil hubo’t hubad na ngayon si Mr. Thompson sa harapan ko.Lalo naman itong napangisi, “Serve you Master, wipe my body,” Utos niya sa akin.Napalunok ako ng mariin dahil kitang-kita ko ngayon ang kanyang sobrang laki at matigas na pagkalalaki.Shit! Ano ba naman itong pinasok ko?!Kinuha ko ang towel at nanginginig na sinimulan na punasan ang katawan nito saka isinuot ang bathrobe.Ramdam ko na ang titig niya sa akin pero hindi ako naglakas ng loob na tignan siya sa mga mata, feeling ko ay matutunaw ako sa hiya,Nang biglang tumunog ang cellphone ni Mr. Thompson ay napahinga ako ng maluwag, naglakas siya sa side table at kinuha ito.Napansin ko na nawalan ng nakakaloko nitong ngiti kanina at biglang naging seryoso. Muli siyang tumingin sa akin, “Go back to your room first.”“O-Okay po,” sagot ko saka lumabas at patakbo na bumalik sa kwarto ko. Napahawak ako sa dibdib. Unang araw pa lang ay gusto ko ng umalis. Pero paano na ang utang namin? K

AudreyI just finished my meeting with a client, and honestly, it went really well. I was feeling a little tired pero okay lang because it was productive. Next week na sisimulan ang construction ng maliit na coffee shop na kumuha sa service ko.Pagdating ko sa garahe, I immediately noticed a black car na nakaparada. Mukhang may bisita pero wala naman akong pakielam kung sino.Pagpasok ko sa house, I froze for a second. Dad was standing there, Jackie and Jessica were sitting on the sofa, lahat sila mukhang problemado at kausap nila ang isang lalake na mukhang abogado.“Audrey, come here,” tawag ni Dad, I could hear the seriousness in his voice. I walked over and sat down, trying to stay calm. “We have a problem with the business. We’re almost bankrupt. If we don’t pay the debts, we might get sued. Hindi ko na alam ang gagawin.”I felt my stomach drop. Bankrupt? The Boston Corporation? Ang kompanya na itinayo ni mama, it is now under the name of Walton Corporation, and I should have bee

The air in the bedroom was thick with the scent of sex and primal need. Alpha Nathan’s powerful body moved over Luna’s with a relentless, driving rhythm, the headboard tapping a steady beat against the wall. His cock plunged deep into her wetness, each thrust drawing a gasp and a moan from her parted lips. She was close, so close, her inner muscles fluttering around his length, a telltale sign he knew intimately.His hand, large and possessive, slid from her hip, down the curve of her ass. His calloused fingers traced the sensitive skin there, a gentle contrast to the fierce pounding of his hips. Then, he did it. One thick, demanding finger pressed against her other entrance, a circle of tight, forbidden heat.Luna’s body went rigid. “Nathan, wait—”But he was already stopping. He withdrew from her dripping core completely, the sudden emptiness making her whimper in protest. He ignored her, his own breath a ragged growl in his ear. He used his own slickness, coating his throbbing, roc

The steam from the shower curled around Alpha Nathan’s powerful form as he stepped onto the cool marble of the bedroom floor, a towel slung low around his hips. His gaze, sharp and assessing, swept the room and froze.There she was.Luna Beatrice lay stretched across the dark silk of their bed, a vision of deliberate provocation. Completely naked. The moonlight filtering through the window painted her curves in silver. One arm was draped above her head, the other resting on her flat stomach. And her legs… her legs were spread wide open, an unashamed, carnal invitation.Nathan’s jaw tightened. A low sound, something between a growl and a sigh, rumbled in his chest.Beatrice watched him, her eyes gleaming with a mix of defiance and raw need. A slow, wicked smile touched her lips. “See something you like, Alpha?” she purred, her voice husky.He didn’t answer, his eyes fixed on the precise point where her body opened for him, glistening in the low light. His mind, treacherously, supplied

Meanwhile, far away from the Red Moon mansion, hidden among the trees and shadows, a man was running fast through the forest. His red eyes glowed with fury. His hands were clenched, and his fangs were gritted.Lucas.He had seen her.He had found her.That woman Jake was protecting… he knew her real name. She wasn’t Alona.She was Jillian.His Jillian.“She doesn’t remember me,” Lucas muttered angrily to himself as he moved through the darkness. “He made her forget everything… That foolish Alpha!”He jumped high into the trees, landing without a sound. He turned back and looked toward the mansion in the distance. “I won’t let this go. He can’t have her. She’s mine. Jillian is only for me, no one else can have her.”Then, with a low growl, Lucas disappeared into the shadows.He returned to his hideout, a large dark mansion hidden deep in the mountains where no one dared to go. The place was quiet, filled with silence and waiting. But once Lucas stepped inside, the silence broke.Vampir

Alona froze for a second, surprised—but then she closed her eyes and kissed him back.Jake deepened the kiss, his arms wrapping around her as he lifted her gently and carried her inside. Still kissing her, he brought her into his room and carefully laid her on his bed.He looked down at her, brushing a strand of hair from her face. “I’ve never had a mate,” he said quietly. “I’ve never mated or marked any woman.”Alona reached up and caressed his face, her thumb brushing his cheek. “Then maybe…” she whispered, “you were waiting for me.”Their lips met again—this time slower, deeper—as they fell into each other’s arms.Jake’s hands trembled slightly as he gently removed the hair from Alona’s neck, his lips tracing soft kisses down her skin. Alona responded with a quiet gasp, her fingers gripping the front of his shirt, pulling him closer. The bond between them ignited, wild and instinctive, as if their souls had been searching for each other all along.“Alona… I want you,” Jake whispere

Alona’s eyes widened slightly. “King and Queen?”Cindy giggled. “Maybe you forgot that too. King Shane and Queen Amelia are the rulers of all werewolf packs. They live in the kingdom of Westoria. Red Moon Pack is one of the packs they govern, and Alpha Jake, their son, is the leader here. He is also the future King of the werewolves.”Alona nodded slowly, taking in the information. Cindy turned her to the mirror and smiled. “Perfect. You’re ready.”Cindy guided her out of the room and down the grand staircase. Alona looked around in amazement at the huge mansion. The sparkling chandeliers, the rich wooden floors, and the detailed paintings on the walls made her feel like she had stepped into a palace.They entered the dining area, where Alpha Jake sat alone, sipping coffee. His eyes lifted and met hers—and just like before, Alona felt her heart beat faster. Something about his gaze stirred something inside her. Jake, too, paused and swallowed hard as he looked at her.He gestured to t

Giselle slowly awoke, coughing harshly as water filled her lungs. She gasped for air, her body trembling uncontrollably from the cold. Blinking against the bright sunlight, she struggled to focus.A tall, handsome man stood before her, his expression serious and unreadable. Behind him, several pack guards stood alert, their eyes sharp and watchful. The dazzling sunlight made her squint, but despite the glare, it was the man’s face that held her gaze—strong jawline, piercing eyes, and an air of authority. She was soaked, shivering from the cold water that clung to her skin and clothes.The man looked down at her and spoke in a calm, measured voice. “Who are you?”Giselle blinked, trying to remember, but her mind was blank. She shook her head slowly. “I… I don’t know. I don’t know who I am, or what happened to me. I don’t even know where I am.”The man’s brow furrowed as he considered her words. “So, you have amnesia?”“Maybe,” she whispered, her voice weak.He reached out and removed h