Bidadari Tanpa Sayap Novels & Stories

"But what about me? So… I was also born without love and blood?” Tiffany smiled wider. “That brings us to the second point, which is an angel must be fair. Other than Fairy Godmother or Jin in a bottle that can grant certain people's wishes. Bidadari's job is more than that, so favoritism is abstinence for us. So that's what I did, being fair to everyone."

The Aswang Queen of Domminga Mountains, Catarina ruled with an iron thumb, her sleek black hair like a whip, replete with eyes of black pearls that shone like a viper's. Catarina had a secret: she abhorred human flesh. Having gone to college for Biology in Manila, Catarina had genetically engineered fruits: mangoes, lanzones, calamansi for teas - everything jade and green under the sun of Bathala that produced the florid juices of the jungle - into sustenance for aswang, with human proteins.