Coffin In Tagalog Novels & Stories

"pero bakit naman po..?" "ang tawag dun pagpag kapag namatay na ang isang tao dapat sinusunog lahat nang mga gamit na naiwan nya.. hindi ko rin alam kung bakit nga ba pero ang alam ko eh bawal yun saka pag papagpag daw ang tawag dun" "ganon po ba.. pero-" "wag nang pero pero sige na dalhin mo na yung ibang mga gamit mo para maka alis na tayo"

In fact, I didn't think Murnot knew how to express any emotion. Lixiss continued to lead me through the corridors. I knew where we were going. I'd attended countless Rites of Passages and other ceremonies, each of them held in the same chamber. Though admittedly, I'd never gone adorned in such finery and priceless coven artefacts. Eventually, we came to a stop outside the only door crafted from oak wood and infused with

He’s wearing a black medical facemask for anonymity, like a true K-pop idol. The tombs in the cemetery are all made of concrete; either gray or painted white. Some are fenced-in with low, spiky metal bars while most, like the Maliksis’, are only roofed, cut off from the one next to it by low walls. Inside Nate, Ecto is amazed at the Filipino custom of burial. He has finally made sense of the vapid description on Wikipedia.

“This place smells like rotting history.” He said nothing, guiding me deeper into the darkness until we reached the center, where a small shaft of light from a hole above barely illuminated the room. And that’s when I saw it. A coffin. Rough, stone, unlike anything I’d ever seen in real life, more like something out of ancient legends. The edges were cracked. Rusted chains had once bound it shut, now broken and hanging loosely from the corners. Cobwebs blanketed every inch. The sight stole my breath.

Chapter 18 "Grace?" hindi ako makapaniwala sa aking nakita. Nakagapos ang kaibigan ko habang nakaupo sa bathtub na puno ng dugo. Gustuhin ko man siyang alisin sa kaniyang kinalalagyan ay pinipigilan naman ako ni Caden. Kung nandito si Grace sa loob, e sino yung nalaglag sa baba? Ano ba'ng gulo 'to?!

Stupid gorillas! With hasty steps, agad ko ng hinalughog ang drawers nito and hola! I've found the goddamn keyssss! As in with 'ssss' kasi in very plural form. And dami nito grabe! At mukhang mababaliw ako dahil sa dami nito letse! Ignoring its numbers, Agad ko ng dinampot 'yon and then ran to the door with heavy breaths. I checked the keys first and try my luck to pick the right key.

Adrian and Rozi stood before the coffin. The volcanic eruption had melted the ice, revealing the coffin frozen within. The pair carefully examined the crystal coffin with strange runes engraved on it, not a very unusual sight after everything they had witnessed. "Where have I seen this before?" Adrian ran his fingers along the runes. Rozi recognized the patterns. "These runes are from my country! They're usually used on our totems." "Nicholas had mentioned that Mount Shangspar was the burial place for some Partingians. Adrian turned to Rozi and asked, "Do you know who this Partingian is?"

Others could tell that the weight of the steel coffin was definitely not light. “Green Dragon and Black Turtle.” At this time, Dalton led some people out of the Alroy’s manor. The duo immediately walked up to greet and saluted Dalton, “Green Dragon meets Senior Mad King.” “Black Turtle greets Senior Mad King.” “You guys don’t have to be so polite.” Dalton waved his hand, and his gaze immediately fell upon the iron coffin carried by the four strong agents. “This must be the Dark Steel Coffin that Old Fox spoke of.” Dalton walked toward the iron coffin and began to caress the surface. “Every inch of it felt as cold as ice.”

"My Lord, Lady Gracie is truly… please, let her rest in peace." Two vampires whispered nearby. "Childbirth is an ordeal," one said, her voice full of pity. "But to be locked in a frozen coffin while giving birth... Gods, the pain she must have endured." My eyes were blood-red. Numb, I lifted Gracie's body. I held her like she was the most precious thing in the world and walked stiffly out of the secret chamber. My second stepped closer. "My Lord, it's too cold out here. We should take her to your chambers. Give her some dignity."

With a swift motion, he signaled to his accomplice, and together they sealed the coffin shut, plunging Emily into total darkness. As the reality of her situation worsened, Emily’s desperation reached a fever pitch. She pounded on the lid of the coffin with all her might, her fists bruising and bloodied from the futile struggle. Tears mingled with the sweat on her face as she screamed for help. The sound of muffled footsteps and distant voices filtered through the wooden walls of the coffin, indicating that she was being transported somewhere. The jolting motion of the coffin as it was lifted and carried sent waves of nausea through Emily, her world reduced to the darkness and the stifling co