Create A Story Mga Nobela at Kwento

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. PLAGIARISM IS CRIME! You may encounter grammatical errors and typo on the flow of story. Not a pro but please respoct my work. Thank you for viewing and hope you would enjoy this story and if you don't like this just leave. Ang dami pa pong magagandang story dito.

I sat on a table near the glass window. Habang umiinom ng mainit na cocoa, I browsed on my emails and writing apps. I forgot to post on my wall that I’m on a vacation. May nag-email tuloy na client—ang KY Inc. May mga readers din na naghahanap ng update sa story ko na “She’s Mine.” This story is the first GL story I started. I just want to try new things outside my comfort zone. Sana mapanindigan ko. “Magwo-work o magta-type?”

"Ang sabi ko kung close ba kayo ng daddy? Kasi palagi ka niyang kinukwento kahit noong nasa US pa kami. He would tell me stories about you tapos kapag tinitignan ko siya he would just smile at me, na parang sobrang miss ka niya. Na parang gusto ka niya palaging makita." Tiningnan ko si Lidie, hanggang ngayon ay napapaisip pa rin ako kung limang taon talaga ang batang ito, iba siya magsalita para sa edad niya. Hindi siya tulad ng ibang bata na iba mag-isip at magsalita. Minsan ay iniisip ko ngang matanda na ito na natrap lang sa katawa ng isang paslit. "Kinukwento niya ako sa iyo?"

Tapos na rin siyang magsulat ng 500 words sa kaniyang story. Mamaya kapag may time siya, dadagdagan niya ‘yon. Gano’n lang ang routine niya. Tuwing umaga ay nagsusulat siya, naglagay talaga siya ng quota para kahit papaano ay umuusad na siya. Mahirap na, baka mawalan na naman siya ng gana at kung ano-ano na naman ang maisip niyang gawin upang umusad lang ang kuwento na naiwan na ng panahon.

Hello everyone, thank you for encouraging to read my new story, nagsipag na si author niyo kasi gipit na HAHAHHA kaya sana naman ay magsipag din kayong bumasa, Ayan na, tatlong story na Ang dapat niyong abangan sa akin, Basta marami kayong matututunan, promise. Hindi naman aksi ako gumagawa ng story ng Wala lang, I mean may mga pinanghuhugutan ako sa mga stories ko kaya sana maipadala ko sa inyo at Malay natin, may iba pala sa inyo na relate sa story ko. Kahit mang sabihin nilang critch for me it's not, as soon as makikita mo Ang dedication ng author s apagsusulat. Kaya sana magustuhan niyo po another story ko. Thankiesss very much! Ano kayang feeling paglaruan ng isang bilyonaryo? HAHAHAHHA

"Lahat ng tao ay may dalawang klase ng kwento: the story of their goodness and the story of their pain, struggles and wickedness." Wade Xynon's POV NANG tumama sa aking gwapong mukha ang sinag ng araw ay dahan-dahan kong iminulat ang aking mga mata. Sobrang sakit ng aking ulo, linawin ko lang yung ulo sa taas ha. (wink) Nagulat ako ng bumungad sa akin ang pagmumukha ni Papa na ngayon ay halos halikan na ako sa sobrang lapit. Naitulak ko siya sa sobrang pagkagitla ko sa kanya.

“Huh? Out of the blue? Siguro gusto mo nanaman marinig ang kwento ko tungkol sa nagkita kami ni mommy ulit noh? Paburito mo talaga ang part na ‘yun,” Nabuhayan si Axel dahil sa sinabi ng ina. Ibig sabihin mayroon ngang kwento. “Yes, mommy please tell me again that story pretty please!” Natawa si Xandra sa kaniya at tumango dito pagkatapos ay nagsaimula ng mag kwento.

And now is the time I'm going to do it again. "Humans are like writers. The way they think will be the thought of the story. Their part in the society will be the one to create their plot. Their social status, name, age, and any other informations are the story's basic elements. Their preferences are the spices. Their mission in life will be the theme. Their problems are the conflict. Their perception about what kind of life they have is the genre. And their death will be the end of the story. These incidences and life's intricacies are natural. They happened even without our consent. God gave them, and we can't do anything with that. But how humans compared to a writer? Their actions in eve

Hikbi ko sa gitna ng aking matinding pagkasira. "Mag-imbento ka ng kwento... sabihin mo na namatay ang tatay nila bago sila isilang... gawin mo ang lahat upang huwag silang magkaroon ng interes na hanapin ang bilyonaryong yan," pabalita ni Sophia habang lumalapit sa akin upang hawakan ang aking nanginginig na balikat.

Now that we have concluded this first chapter, I find myself compelled to look back at the path we have traveled together. This story did not begin as a grand epic. It started as a fragile spark—a flickering idea in the quiet, shadowed corners of my mind. It was a simple dream: to construct a universe where raw passion, the chilling breath of danger, and the transcendent power of pure love could coexist. Yet, that small dream would have remained nothing more than a ghost of an idea, a mere silhouette in the wind, if not for your presence. This novel would never have transformed into a living, breathing work of art without your unwavering support, your steadfast faith in my vision, and your t