Booktok Dior Mga Nobela at Kwento

- G. It was a Dior dress, a sheer beige brocaded dress, long-sleeved, that fell perfectly on her body even with a growing stomach, all the way to the floor. Elegantly parted on the right thigh to show her leg. It matched her skin tone perfectly, almost as if it was transparent, glittered with small stones that looked like diamonds. She found out later, they were real diamonds.

She had some reading to do. She opened the book and instantly the old brownish-yellow pages filled with runic symbols and words that would not be visible if someone else opened it. She was mesmerized at how this magic worked. Who had enchanted this book? Maybe one of the five oracles. Her gaze flitted from one runic symbol to another, at least the ones she could decipher. She pinned her gaze on the rune of destruction. Suddenly the image of Dorian wearing the crown flashed across her mind. She gasped. Was he planning to take the position?