Cruel Novels & Stories

Hindi naman pwedeng sumulpot na lang ako bigla sa harapan nito ay yakapin ito na para bang walang nangyari. "You torture yourself." Di ko siya nilingon. Alam ko ang ginawa ko sa sarili ko. "Kung ito ang paraan para malayo siya sa akin piligro ay gagawin ko ito ng paulit-ulit at walang pagdadalawang-isip." "Pareho ninyong sinasaktan ang isa't-isa!" madiin nitong sigaw sa akin. Napaluha ako, dahil sa sitwasyon naming dalawa ngayon ni Clyde.

I snapped. He scoffed, shaking his head. "Niccolo is a ruthless man, just like people say, and that's so f*cking true. He punishes people who disobey him, physically or mentally. Even our relatives are scared of him. His own family, Sadie. Takot sila dahil kayang kaya ni Niccolo na pabagsakin ang mga kumpanya nila nang walang hirap. He can turn them into poor homeless, so they will kneel and beg, and will do everything he'll command," seryoso niyang saad.

Puno ng determinasyon saaking tinig. "Friendship, hindi kita maintindihan." "Huwag kang mag-alala, hindi ka madadawit sa plano. At ang pangako ko sa'yo na mananatili lang ako rito ng isang buwan ay tutuparin ko pa rin iyon." "Jela, kahit habangbuhay ka ng tumira dito ay okay lang saakin. Ang hindi okay ay 'yang pinaplano mo. Hindi ako sang-ayon diyan."

Hindi siya malupit—ang mundo ang naging malupit sa kanila. Namungay na naman ang mata ni Aiden, parang nadadala ng damdamin. "I am cruel, but it’s different if it’s you." Muling napahigpit ang paghinga ni Kierra, lalo na nang maramdaman niya ang mabilis ngunit banayad na dampi ng halik ni Aiden sa kanyang pisngi. Maikli, halos hindi mo maramdaman, pero sapat na para magpadala ng kuryente sa kanyang buong katawan.

I hate movies. I gonna break his fucking hand for touching her when I faced him I fucking swear to God. He will not get away from this. I should be the only one touching her, not him, not anyone. I relaxed when I saw them being cornered by my men. I leaned my head at the back and watched them. My eyes darted at her face, magulo ang buhok niya and breathing heavily but she still managed to look so beautiful. When I saw her run again I didn’t react. I know her, she’ll come back. I sometimes hate how kind and thoughtful she is, because that’s the reason why she always gets hurt. People take advantage of her optimism and compassion and I despise them.

Tila kinapos ako ng aking hininga nang muling tumama sa mata ko ang kakaibang kulay ng kaniyang mga mata. “I am mad, Nala Cabral, extremely mad for myself,” mariin niyang sabi dahilan upang matigilan ako. “I feel like fucking useless while seeing you unconscious in my arms. Akala ko ang isang katulad ko ay wala nang kinatatakutan. Pinanganak ako para katakutan ng lahat at hindi para matakot sa iisang tao lang. You made me feel the fear that I thought I was not capable of feeling at all!”

Ayuko namang saka lang ikakasal kapag lumubo na ang tiyan ko. Sana lang wala ng problema pa at sana bumalik na ang alala ko. ______________ a/n: hi guys! Please take time to read my reminder: Huwag sana kayong masyadong magalit kay Celistine, kasi she was suffering too and just a victim of the cruelty of the world. I want you to be aware that there are people who's suffering what she's suffering right now because of trauma and afraid of being alone. So please don't hate her too much!

Lumingo-lingo nalang ako habang natatawa. "I'm not gay Chaerin."Sobrang lamig ng boses niya. Blake have no patience and so hot-tempered like his father but he also has a heart hindi niya lang pinapakita. Hindi naman niya magawang sigawan ang kapatid niya. Sometimes they are sweet, sometimes they love to tease each other. "Stop messing with your kuya, Chaerin. Look, his ready to kill."Biro ko. Tumayo si Chaerin at lumapit sa akin. Masama ang tingin ni Blake sa amin.

Curious. It wasn’t a challenge. Not mockery. It was something worse. Genuine. Her fingers curled tightly around the glass. “Because you’re cruel,” she said, refusing to look at him. “Because you manipulate everything around you. Because people disappear when you get involved.” She turned to him then, eyes burning. “Because you don’t care.” Vael gave a low chuckle, quiet and humorless. “Cruelty is a tool, Elise. One I’ve mastered because this world demands it.”

Kabanata 21 “HYDRUS HORIZON HUGO, fck! Let go of my wrist. You shouldn't act this much. Anak ka ng constipated na tinapa!” Dejectedly, Sheeva kept on protesting and brave enough to ignored the heat his touch caused her. His hold was territorial.