Novels by Marghie

JANELLAPagbalik ko ng bahay, deretso akong pumasok sa sala. Ramdam ko pa ang pagod sa pagmamaneho pero mas nangingibabaw ang kaba at galit na matagal ko nang kinikimkim. Nandoon si Jamilla, paikot-ikot ang lakad, halatang hinihintay ako.Pagkakita niya sa akin, agad siyang lumapit. “Ano na? Pumayag ba si Noel?” tanong niya, halos hindi makahinga sa kakaisip.Napangisi ako habang inaalis ang sapatos ko. “Jamilla,” sabi ko, sabay upo sa sofa, “walang tao ang aayaw sa tatlong milyon.”Nanlaki ang mata niya. “Ibig mong sabihin, pumayag?”Tumango ako. “Oo. Tatlong milyon, wala nang tanong-tanong. Alam mo naman ang mga taong tulad ni Noel. Hindi sila tapat sa kahit sino. Tapat lang sila sa pera.”Umupo siya sa tapat ko. Tahimik siya sandali, parang iniisip ang mga susunod na mangyayari. “Kelan mo planong isagawa ang plano?”Huminga ako nang malalim. “Ngayon linggo. Hindi pwedeng matagal. Habang tahimik pa ang lahat, doon tayo gagalaw.”Tinitigan niya ako. “At kapag mo nakuha na si Nancy at

NOELHindi na ako nakatulog nang maayos matapos ang tawag kagabi. Paulit-ulit sa isip ko ang sinabi ni Miss Janella.Tahimik pa ang buong mansion. Wala pang ilaw sa sala. Wala pang gising sa kusina. Maingat akong lumabas sa likod, dala ang maliit kong bag. Sinabi ko sa guwardiya na magja-jogging lang ako sa may kakahuyan. Sanay na sila na minsan tumatakbo ako para mawala ang stress.Pagkalabas ko ng gate, mabilis akong tumakbo papunta sa isang panig ng kakahuyan. Doon ang usapan namin. Malayo sa mga mata ng tao ni Sir Shane.Habang tumatakbo, ramdam ko ang tibok ng puso ko. Hindi lang dahil sa pagod, kundi dahil sa kaba. Hindi ko alam kung ano ang ipapagawa niya. Pero alam kong hindi iyon maliit na bagay.Pagdating ko sa lugar, huminto ako at naghintay. Tahimik ang paligid. Madilim pa ang langit. Maya-maya, may ilaw ng kotse na papalapit.Itim na kotse. Si Miss Janella.Huminto siya sa tabi ko. Binuksan niya ang pinto. “Sakay,” sabi niya.Sumakay ako agad. Mabango ang loob ng kotse. M

NOELPagpasok ko sa loob ng mansion, hindi ko maiwasang mapangiti. Nasa bulsa ko pa rin ang sobre. Ramdam ko ang kapal nito. Limampung libo. Sa buong buhay ko, hindi pa ako nakakahawak ng ganoong kalaking pera nang isang bagsakan.Tahimik akong dumaan sa likod, sa may kusina. Ayokong may makakita na nakangiti ako mag-isa. Baka magtaka pa sila.Habang naglalakad ako, hindi ko maiwasang mag-isip.Buti pa si Miss Janella.Hindi ko siya boss. Hindi ko siya amo. Hindi siya ang nagbibigay sa akin ng utos araw-araw. Pero kaya niyang magbigay ng ganoong pera nang parang maliit lang na bagay.Samantalang si Boss Shane… araw-araw ang utos. Linis dito. Hugas doon. Bili nito. Hatid iyon. Pero ang sahod ko? Labinlimang libo lang isang buwan. Minsan pa nga, delayed pa dahil kinukupot ng mga gagong tauhan niya ng hindi nito alam.Napabuntong-hininga ako.Hindi ko sinasabi na masama si Boss Shane. Pinakain niya ako. Pinatulog dito sa likod ng mansion. Pero minsan, pakiramdam ko kulang pa rin.Pagdati

JANELLAPero habang nakatayo ako sa tabi ng bintana, isang tanong ang paulit-ulit sa isip ko. Sino ang babayaran ko para mapasunod sa plano?Hindi puwedeng basta na lang ako pumili. Isang maling galaw lang, tapos na ako. Kapag nalaman ni Shane na may balak akong gumalaw sa mga tao niya, baka ako naman ang unahin niya.“Hindi puwedeng si Tito Bernard,” mahina kong sabi.Napatingin sa akin si Jamilla. “Oo. Huwag siya.”“Hindi pa niya tuluyang naibabalik ang tiwala niya sa akin,” dagdag ko. “Malaki ang atraso ko sa kanya kaya pwede niya akong tradorin.”“Kapag siya ang nilapitan mo, siguradong kay Shane ka dadalhin,” sabi ni Jamilla.Tumango ako. “At ayokong mangyari iyon.”Tahimik sandali si Jamilla. Tapos dahan-dahan siyang nagsalita.“Dapat yung hindi masyadong napapansin sa grupo nila Shane,” sabi niya. “Yung utusan lang. Yung hindi pa sobrang loyal.”Napatingin ako sa kanya. “Utusan?”“Oo,” sagot niya. “Yung gumagawa lang ng mga simpleng trabaho. Taga linis, taga hugas. Yung hindi n

JANELLA“Bwisit kang bata ka! Pahamak ka!” sigaw ko habang nakatingin sa maliit na katawan ni Dwyane Jr. sa crib. Halos kumulo ang dugo sa ulo ko sa sobrang inis.Walanghiya kasi si Tito Bernard. Mabuti nalang ay nauto ko siyang magkita kami sa susunod kaya nagawa kong makauwi na.Lumapit ako sa crib, “Kahit ayoko sa’yong tiyanak ka, kailangan mong manatili sa akin bilang anak ko. Dahil sa’yo makukuha ko ang lahat ng gusto ko. Kung mawawala ka, wala na akong karapatan sa kahit ano. Wala na akong leverage… at hindi puwede iyon. Kaya kahit hindi kita anak, kailangan paniwalaan ni Dwayne na ako ang ina mo.”Bumukas ang pinto nang malakas kaya napalingon ako agad. Kakauwi lang ni Jamilla. Kita ko pa sa mukha niya ang pagod. Bigla akong nakaramdam ng inis na kanina pa nakatago sa dibdib ko.Hindi ko na napigilan ang sarili ko. Nilapitan ko siya at hinampas ko ang braso niya. “Ano ba, Jamilla! Bakit ngayon ka lang umuwi?” galit kong sabi. Halos nanginginig ang boses ko. “Pinahamak mo ako!”

DWAYNEBuong magdamag akong gising. Hindi ako nakatulog kahit isang oras. Nakaupo lang ako sa gilid ng kama, hawak ang cellphone, paulit-ulit tinitingnan ang screen. Hinihintay ko ang tawag ni Carlton.Kagabi pa ako balisa. Isang miss call lang pero parang may kung anong gumagalaw sa loob ko. Hindi iyon normal. Hindi iyon basta maling tawag. May kutob akong hindi ko matiyak.Nang biglang tumunog ang cellphone ko, halos agad ko iyong sinagot. Hindi ko na hinintay ang pangalawang ring.“Carlton?” agad kong sabi, hindi ko na hinintay ang pagbati niya. “Ano ang nalaman mo?”Narinig ko ang maikling paghinga niya sa kabilang linya. “Boss—”“Bilis na,” putol ko. “Saan galing ang tawag?”“Na-trace namin ang huling signal,” sagot niya, “Mula ito sa isang private villa.”Napatayo ako. “Villa? Saan lugar?”Ibinigay niya ang lugar. Tahimik ako sandali habang iniisip ko ang lokasyon. Medyo liblib. Hindi basta napupuntahan.“Sigurado ka?” tanong ko.“Oo, boss. Doon tumama ang signal bago na-off ang

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