Déesse Novels & Stories

My name is Akira Sy, or rather, Akira Sy Montenegro—18 years old. Yes, I’m married to the man I love most, Kyle Xavier Montenegro. He’s a businessman—handsome, incredibly successful, and has everything. I fell in love with him when I was 16, always dreaming that one day we’d be together, and yes, my dreams came true. The next morning, I woke up to a cold sensation on my face. I opened my eyes and realized it was water, soaking my entire face. I looked up and was met with Kyle’s dark, piercing gaze. I immediately felt a wave of anxiety. “K-Kyle,” I stammered, my voice trembling. He closed his eyes tightly, as if burdened by a huge problem. “Stand up, wh*re. I’m hungry. Cook for me, NOW!” he ordered with authority, making me scramble to get up without even bothering to wipe my face or change clothes. No, we don’t sleep in the same room. He’s in the master bedroom while I stay in the guest room because he finds me disgusting. It hurts so much when those words come from him. He’s always like that. I rushed down the stairs, tying my robe as I went, heading straight to the kitchen to prepare his breakfast. Yes, I’m his secret wife. No one knows except our parents and a few friends. Since we got married, there hasn’t been a day when he didn’t remind me that he doesn’t love me. Not a day goes by without him hurting me, but it’s okay because, like I said, I love him so much that I’m willing to do anything just for him to love me back.

Paano mo ipaglalaban ang pagmamahal na minsan mo nang sinukuan? Lucky swore she’d never look back. Matapos ang isang mapait na hiwalayan, pinili niyang bumuo ng tahimik na buhay kasama ang anak niya—malayo kay Axel, ang lalaking minsan niyang minahal, pero siya ring dahilan ng pinakamalaking sakit niya. Pero sa hindi inaasahang pagkakataon, muling nagkrus ang landas nila, at ngayon, hindi na lang puso niya ang nakataya—pati na rin ang buhay nilang mag-ina. Sa kabila ng galit at sakit, napilitan siyang tanggapin ang proteksyon ni Axel. Pero paano kung sa bawat araw na kasama niya ito, unti-unting mabura ang poot at bumalik ang damdaming pilit niyang nilabanan? Lalo na nang matuklasan niyang hindi pala siya kailanman iniwan nito—sa lihim na paraan, Axel had been protecting her all along. Ngunit bago pa niya mas maunawaan ang lahat, isang trahedya ang muling yumanig sa buhay niya—isang pagkakamali, isang maling akala, at isang pagdukot na naglagay sa kanya sa bingit ng kamatayan. At sa gitna ng panganib, nakita niya ang isang Axel na handang isakripisyo ang lahat, kahit ang sariling buhay, para mailigtas siya. Ngayon, hawak niya ang pinakamahalagang tanong—bibitawan ba niya ulit ang lalaking hindi kailanman bumitaw sa kanya? Sa isang mundo ng lihim, galit, at pagsubok, kaya pa ba nilang ipaglaban ang pag-ibig na minsan nang nawala? O masyado nang huli ang lahat?

From the ruins of her failed marriage, Ayla learned the hardest lesson of all: never to trust men completely. Natuto na siya. Mula sa dating asawa, tanging sakit, pighati, at pang-aabuso lang ang natutunan niya. She closed her heart off, deciding that love was not for her anymore. Instead, she sought temporary comfort-giving her body freely to whoever came along, thinking that was all she was good for. Pero may isang bagay na hindi niya kayang tanggalin. Sa tuwing nakahiga siya sa piling ng ibang lalaki, sa tuwing susubukan niyang magpakaligaya, ang mukha ng kanyang ex-husband ang lilitaw sa kanyang isipan. It haunted her, stealing every moment of pleasure, making her feel dirty and trapped. She could never truly enjoy intimacy. She was physically there, but her mind and soul were miles away, imprisoned by her past. Until she met Fiyero. They shared an incredible night, a moment of pure passion and release. For Ayla, it was just that-satisfying a need, a temporary fire to keep the cold away. She told herself it meant nothing. Just two people finding comfort in the dark. Pero para kay Fiyero, that night was everything. It was the beginning, not the end. He pursued her with sincerity, wanting more than just her body. He wanted her. Ayla found herself drawn to him, unable to resist the pull. She could easily throw herself at him, surrender to the heat between them, and enjoy the physical bliss she never thought she'd feel again. With him, the ghosts of her past were silent. With him, she felt alive. But the question remains... She can give him her body. She can give him her nights. Pero kaya nga ba niyang ibigay ulit ang kanyang puso?

Sa gitna ng milyun-milyong makukulay na ilaw at nakabibinging ingay ng malaking siyudad, magtatagpo ang dalawang pusong parehong nagtatago sa sarili nilang dilim. Si Chrisha, isang mahusay na chef na sugatan, ay lumipat sa Maynila bitbit ang mga piraso ng kaniyang nadurog na puso matapos ang isang masakit na pagkabigo sa pag-ibig. Ang kaniyang tanging hiling ay ang makapagsimula muli, patunayan ang kaniyang sarili, at lunurin ang mga alaala ng kahapon sa pamamagitan ng kaniyang hilig sa pagluluto. Ngunit sa isang gabi ng matinding pangungulila, dinala siya ng kaniyang mga paa sa isang high-end bar kung saan ang isang basong inumin ay naging mitsa ng kaniyang kapangahasan. Doon, sa ilalim ng malamlam na lila at gintong neon lights, sinalo siya ng isang makapangyarihang estranghero. Si Wesley Mendez—isang bilyonaryo at striktong CEO na sanay na nakukuha ang lahat ng kaniyang gusto. Ang isang gabi ng purong apoy at mapusok na pagnanasa na walang mga pangalan ay mag-iiwan ng malalim na marka. Sa pagtakas ni Chrisha, mag-iiwan siya ng isang galit at determinadong lalaki na gagawin ang lahat mahanap lang siya. Ang hindi nila alam, ang tadhana ay may mas matinding laro dahil ang estrangherong kaniyang tinakasan ay ang mismong bilyonaryong kaniyang paglilingkuran.

Sa mundo ng matataas na lipunan, si Elena Dela Vega ay isang mahalagang piraso lamang sa laro ng kapangyarihan. Nakatakdang ikasal sa mapagmataas na si Julian Monteverde upang pagbuklurin ang dalawang higanteng imperyo, ang buhay ni Elena ay isang gintong kulungan—hanggang sa gabing nagtagpo ang kanilang mga landas ni Dante Valez. Si Dante, na kilala sa underworld bilang ang "Shadow," ay isang mersenaryong binuo ng galit at mga pilat ng nakaraan. Ang kanilang engkwentro ay hindi lamang isang pagkakataon, kundi ang simula ng isang marahas na obsesyong babago sa kanilang tadhana. Marahas na kinuha ni Dante si Elena bago ang kasal, hindi upang iligtas, kundi upang angkinin. Sa kuta ng Shadow, naranasan ni Elena ang bagsik at init ng isang lalaking hindi kumikilala sa batas. Doon, ang takot ni Elena ay unti-unting naging isang masidhing pagnanasa na hindi niya matakasan.

​In the high-stakes theater of the Philippine legal elite, Danah Elise Laureano was the ultimate masterpiece—a woman sculpted by expectations, bound by a golden engagement, and destined for a throne of power. Every breath she took was calculated; every move she made was a victory for her family’s legacy. Alongside her fiancé, the formidable Adrian Villareal, she was half of a dynasty that the world deemed untouchable. ​But perfection is a fragile glass, and it only takes one stone to shatter an empire. ​That stone was Lucas Salazar. ​The rebel. The rival. The man who dared to seize the crown she was born to wear. When the Bar Exam results were etched in stone, the world didn't see Danah Elise at the summit. They saw him. And in the wake of her "failure," the pristine mask of the Laureano heiress began to crack, revealing a woman suffocating under the weight of her own name.

"Chloe Hades Mondragon, do you take Mr. Hanz Levi as your beloved husband for the rest of your life till death do you part?" Halos mahilo ako sa sobrang kaba ng sandaling sambitin ng pari ang mga katagang Yun, hindi ako makasagot na Tila ba nalunok ko na ang aking dila. "Ms. CHLOE I will repeat... Do you take Mr. Hanz Le-" Para akong nagising sa isang panaginip ng biglang may pwersang humapit sa bewang ko, at bumulong sa tenga ko. " What are you doing! Do you want to D*e!!" He whisper cold in my ears making me feel the shivers all over my body, my hands which is holding the ring shakes as i look at the man's dark eyes, glaring at me.. Because of fear I was force to marry him.. "I--I do" I lost, I can't run away from him now..if I know his real identity before then I shouldn't agree with this Arrange marriage... Now I'm OFFICIALLY married to him, I'm afraid that I can't live my life like I used to.. My family are in danger, my life is not the same.. Why did all of this happen to me? What did I do wrong to deserve all of this.. I'm a good person, I didn't hurt anybody.. Why me? I want to live a normal life, I want to study and travel all around the world, I want to have a job, I have a lot of dreams for me and my family.. But why all of that change? All my dreams crumbled that easy.... I guess I need to deal with this, I need to be strong.. Please hold on Chloe.. You can survive with this.

I successfully disappeared for five years. Five. Whole. Years. Do you understand how hard that is when you're internationally hunted, emotionally unstable, and raising a five-year-old child who thinks hiding under restaurant tables counts as "stealth mode"? I had a plan. Disappear quietly. Protect my daughter. Never see Caelan Valecrest again. Simple. Effective. Emotionally catastrophic, sure, but effective. Except apparently the universe looked at my suffering and said, "Needs more comedy." Because after five years of hiding from corrupt billionaires, secret syndicates, and people who think illegal human experimentation is a fun hobby… I got exposed by a child with pigtails and zero survival instincts. "Daddy!" That's what Kaeliviane yelled. In public. Directly at Caelan Valecrest. Do you know what kind of spiritual damage that causes a person? Caelan froze. I froze. Even the waiter carrying champagne froze. Meanwhile, my daughter was smiling proudly like she'd just solved world hunger instead of detonating my entire life. Now Caelan keeps appearing everywhere "coincidentally." Sir, you are the CEO of Valecrest Global Holdings. You do not accidentally appear at playgrounds carrying strawberry milk and dinosaur bandages. And why is he good with children?! One minute he's terrifying billionaires in boardrooms, the next he's kneeling on the ground helping Kaeliviane bandage her stuffed rabbit because apparently "Mr. Bunbun had emotional damage." Traitorously, she adores him. Absolutely obsessed. Yesterday she told me, very seriously: "Mommy, Daddy looks scary but his eyes become sparkly when he sees me." I nearly passed away. Meanwhile, I'm trying very hard to survive secret organizations hunting my family, assassins who don't believe in personal space, emotional trauma, and the deeply unfortunate realization that I might still be stupidly in love with Caelan Valecrest. Honestly, being chased by international syndicates was less stressful.

Si Elara Renoir ay isang babaeng matagal nang nangarap ng tunay na pag-ibig. Isang lalaking mamahalin siya sa mundong puno ng panlilinlang. Syempre, hindi mawawala sa kanyang listahan ang gwapo, mabango, at mayamang lalaki. “Aminin na natin,” aniya, “hindi ka mabubuhay sa mundong ito kung hindi ka magiging praktikal.” Hindi siya sakim o gold digger. Gusto lang niyang matiyak na ang buhay at pamilyang bubuuin niya ay magiging maayos at maginhawa. Naranasan na niya ang hirap at ayaw na niyang bumalik doon. Then Rhett Alaric came into the picture. Years ago, she saw him on a magazine cover. Young CEO, perfectly tailored suit, handsome and composed. His gaze was sharp yet calm. From that moment, he became her ideal man, someone she thought she’d only admire from afar. But fate had other plans. One quiet afternoon in a coffee shop, she looked up and there he was. The same man from that magazine, real and breathtaking. For a moment, she could only stare, realizing the man she once dreamed of was standing right in front of her. Ngunit sa pinakanakakahiya pang pagkakataon ito nangyari. Hindi man lang tulad ng mga teleserye moments na may slow motion at background music. Sa pagmamadali niyang maibigay ang kape, hindi niya namalayang natapunan niya ito ng mainit na kape—at sa mamahaling suit pa talaga nito bumagsak ang lahat! Gulat. Pagkapahiya. Kaba. At oo, may halong kilig rin. Ngunit nang magtama ang kanilang mga mata, malamig. Matapang. He wasn’t just a man in a suit—he was the man everyone feared to disappoint. At sa oras na iyon, alam ni Elara na hindi lang kape ang natapon niya, kundi pati ang unang impresyon niya sa lalaking matagal na niyang pinapangarap.

WARNING!!! SLOW BURN! SLOW BURN! SLOW BURN STORY! “Hello, wife.” Halos malaglag ang panga ni Alyana. “Ano?!” Napaatras siya agad sa headboard ng kama.“Excuse me?!”dugtong niya pa. Bahagyang napaangat ang sulok ng labi ng lalaki. “I knew you’d react like that.” “Ano’ng wife?! Sino ka ba?!” Tinitigan lang siya nito nang ilang segundo bago suminghap. “Sevastian Mondragon.” Parang may kung anong kumalabog sa dibdib ni Alyana sa pangalan pa lang nito ngunit wala pa rin siyang maalala. “Hindi kita kilala,” diretsahang sabi niya. Yon talaga ang totoo sa utak ni Alyana. “Technically, kilala mo ako.” Kalmado ang boses nito. “You married me.” Nanlaki lalo ang mga mata niya. “Ano’ng married?! Baliw ka ata eh?!” Bahagyang natawa si Sevastian. Hindi malakas 'yung tipong amused lang talaga. “You said yes first.” “Teka nga—” napahawak si Alyana sa ulo niya. “Hindi ko maintindihan!” Tahimik lang si Sevastian habang nakatingin sa kaniya. Maya-maya, may inilabas itong kung anong papel sa isang envelop sa na nasa side table. Pagkatapos ay may ini-abot itong isang dokumento sa kaniya na siyang mas nagpabilog ng kaniyang mga mata. Marriage certificate. Nanigas si Alyana ka puwesto niya hanggang sa dahan-dahan niyang dinampot iyon. At halos mawalan siya ng ulirat nang makita ang pangalan niya roon. Alyana Maurice Maristela Mondragon. “Hindi…” bulong niya. “Hindi totoo ‘to…” “It’s legal.” “Impossible!” histerikal niya. “A Bar wedding,” kalmado nitong sagot. Napatingala si Alyana. “ANO?!” At doon nagsimulang bumalik sa isip niya ang ilang malabong alaala mula dalawang buwan na ang nakalipas. ---