Carmelita Aves Novels & Stories

SIGN… Carmelita stared at her portrayal through the mirror, wondering what she was going to do with a man under the same roof. Not even a spell will propel her to love the damn groom, she will never do that. Her brows knitted and then she let her lips stretch into a devilish smile. Melita is not known to be aggressive, but she will be one towards this groom of hers. She will treat him like a guard. He will find her abode uncomfortable for him that he will ever pray the contract comes to an end.

The first name that comes to her mind is Carmela, she once tried to kill her baby in the womb and she cannot put this beyond her even if she has no proof. Carmela is as vile and as wicked as they come and goddess help her, if she finds out that Carmela has anything to do with this, she will no longer sek revenge the proper way that she plans to, no, she will rip Carmela’s heart out and spit on her fucking dead body.

Darrem juggle the platinum ticket in his hand and left Serene on the room. Darrem has his own house just beside Casa Roma. He treats it as his own private place. He also had a great view in his room. He had two senior maid in the first floor, Maricar and Josie. The two of them worked for 20 years with the Romas. Maricar was the cook and Josie is the one who cleaned the house. Darrem managed all the businesses in Vianca Island. That is already a big responsibility for him. There are tons of papers in his desk, and he was too tired to dug on it. His secretary, Brixel was still in Chicago. Darrem left him there to substitute for his meetings. With a hot coffee in his desk, he called Edna.

"Is it just me, or did that guy earlier... wasn’t he going in our direction?" The driver kept his eyes on the road. "Definitely not," he said firmly. "Plus, the name he was calling was different. It had nothing to do with us." Anne, the woman in the front seat, nodded slowly. "Right. This is Vespera's first visit to City F, after all."

Pulling it out, she frowned at the name on the screen. Elena: Carmela, come to my house. I have something to show you. Something that’ll prove what Damion is really like. Carmela’s heart sank. She knew she shouldn’t go. She knew Elena was manipulative and conniving, but curiosity got the better of her. What if she really does have something to show me? What if it’s important? Without overthinking, she hailed a cab and gave the driver Elena’s address. When Carmela arrived at Elena’s house, the door was unlocked. She hesitated for a moment before stepping inside, her footsteps cautious as she entered the quiet home.

She poured a glass of water, hid every trace of frustration from her face, and carried it back to the living room. But as she walked back, she made a decision. She needed something that belonged only to her. Something nobody could question. Something nobody could take away from her. She needed to have a baby. And she needed it soon. (Celeste's POV) Carmelita arrived a little after eleven on Saturday morning with a garment bag hanging over one shoulder and two cups of coffee in her hands. "I brought presents," she announced cheerfully as she handed one of the cups to me. "And before I agree to wear this bridesmaid dress in front of a hundred people, I need to see how it actually looks on me."

Prince Noah and Sir Damian ran towards Clementine, then they hugged her as Pi spoke to Minus, Hola and Tia before closing the door. “We’re glad that you’re okay,” sir Damian said as they broke the hug. “What happened half a month ago? And who tortured you?” Prince Noah asked, but instead of answering him, Clementine held her necklace, then it glowed and turned into a staff. The staff is gold and its upper end is of those angel’s wings and there’s a circle in it. “Arjel,” she said, then in just a second, the high priest is with us. “You called for me, your highness?” he asked.

After Jacob’s speech, Carmela was the representative for everyone at Magna Cumlaude. Who is that Carmela? She looks like Carina. Could she be Carina’s daughter? Dina said in surprise. What is happening today? Why is my encounter just a revelation, but I have no proof that it is them? I want to know who Carina and Carmela Cruz are. I need to talk to that man who asked me earlier. Everyone was silent when Carmela started to make a speech. Good morning everyone! I am Carmela Cruz, one of the Magna Cumlaude students at the University of Santo Tomas Manila. I took up Architecture which is one of my dreams when I was still at a young age.

Pedro asked, "So, Carmela, what do you want to do now?" Carmela's response was laced with a hint of innocence. "What do you think I should do, Pedro?" Pedro's eyes narrowed slightly. "Aren't you angry, Carmela? Furious? Don't you want them to pay for what they've done?" Carmela's expression was calm, almost serene. "Oh, no, Pedro. As long as I haven't caught them in the act, I'm okay. I mean, what's the point of getting upset, right?" Her voice was sugary sweet, but inside, she was seething with rage and couldn't wait to exact her revenge.