Element-i Novels & Stories

Ang sabi nila, ang pinakamasayang tao ang pinakamalungkot sa lahat. That they are faking their happiness. That even they are alive, they are dying deep inside. All I can see is my pain. My anger towards her. She's the cause of my loneliness. I lost the love of my life because of her. Why should I care? She deserves it anyway. But little did I know, she's dying deep within. I've hurt her. All I did was give her pain. Ipinamukha ko sa kanya na kailanman ay hindi ko siya mamahalin. Little by little, I am killing her. I took out her shine. Her bright smile. Her own life. I've crushed her heart. Michelle is like a flower, slowly withering without my notice. Melting my heartless heart is her only option.

He was once my sun, I always yearn for his light. But now, I don’t know. I think he’s still a sun. But his light is too much for me — my eyes burn when I look at him.

I never believed in second chances. Not after Cynthia. She was my confidant… until death tore her from me and left this mansion echoing with ghosts. Inilibing ko na rin ang puso ko kasabay ng pakamatay ni Cynthia . She was my wife. My peace. My mistake. Then her daughter moved in. Liza. The forbidden reminder of everything I shouldn’t want—young, alive, reckless in ways her mother never was. She looks at me like she sees through the monster I’ve become. Sa tuwing ngingiti siya,  the ache in my chest returns—violent, dangerous, hungry. Every brush of her skin ignites something I can’t bury anymore. I tell myself it’s guilt. I tell myself I’m just protecting her. Pero ang totoo? I want her. Hindi bilang stepdaughter. Not as Cynthia’s child. I want her as mine—completely, ruinously, irredeemably mine. They’ll call me a sinner. A man who crossed the line. Ngunit sa tuwing tinitingnan ako ni Liza, trembling, wanting... I knew I’d already crossed it. I tell myself I’m protecting her, but each night, the lie weakens. Because when she looks at me, it isn’t fear I see—it’s want. And God help me... I want her too. This isn’t love. It’s a beautiful disaster. And I’d burn the world just to feel her breathe my name again.

I stare at her while she's bent down. "Are you deaf?" I asked her again and she didn't answer me. "Hey!" I can't stop myself from shouting at her because I think she doesn't know how to speak. Napahawak ako sa aking ulo dahil tanging pag-iyak lamang ang tanging sagot niya sa lahat ng taong ko. I rested and looked at her. "Anong pangalan mo?" I ask her in Tagalog words because maybe she's not understand me. "J-Judy p-po S-Senyorito," she answered me while she's shaking. Now I understand that she doesn't understand me if I speak English. I can't stop from smelling and thinking what punishment I should do to her. Because she's my slave at isa siya sa pagmamay-ari kong alipin.

I hate his guts, ang bastos niya. Every time na magkikita kami para kaming mga aso't pusa. I told myself that, I won't fall for him. Then, one day kusa na lang tumibok ang puso ko sa kaniya and I can't help it. Should I give him a chance or not? Hahayaan ko na lamang ba na ang puso ko mahulog sa kaniya? Or do I deserve someone better than him?

"You're saying?" "I'm saying, I know you're avoiding me." She froze. "I see the way you look at me Tarah." Their eyes met. But she quickly looked away. "Look at me darling." He said huskily. He lifted her chin. She finally looked at him in his soul sucking eyes. "Are you attracted to me?" "No." She lied. TARAH What do you do when you feel things you never felt before? Feelings you never thought you would feel, towards someone you shouldn't feel that to. Feelings you should never feel towards your husband's brother. And what if it happens, he feels the same. What do you do? What do I do? How could I keep myself away from him, when we live under one roof. How can I not get attached to him, when he's all I am into. He showed me my darkest desires I never thought I had. He awakened my deepest feelings. He opened the door to my heart, and my damn legs as well. He was the greatest temptation that I failed to resist. I never thought of getting married through a contract. More so of falling in love with my husband's brother. EZEKIEL The marriage contract wasn't entirely legal, but still, a grooms valid name was needed. There was no second bastard son at all, and I couldn't come up with a name. So, I put my name on it. Making Tarah married to me. Yes. To me. She's married to me. Which she didn't know. And wouldn't know. I know she's just adopted, but I'll still mess around her, as planned. And what could I do? She's undeniably very pretty. So pretty. I wanted her attention on me. I want her. I want my wife. I want what's mine. I'll do everything to get her.

i was born to be a warrior, i was born to protect the Heavenly realm. I was born to be the trusted and great warrior of the King in Heavenly realm. but fate was really a roller coaster. what will happen if the great warrior of the heavenly realm will possessed by the Demon? i was being possessed by the Demon and definitely to be the demon Queen.

In a cruel twist of fate, my past and future collide. I am an intern seeking employment at Hotel De La Créme, a world-renowned hotel. As much as I wanted to work there, I had no idea my life was about to ruined by a playboy I detested... Hendrix suarez the man I hated the most, and he owns my dream hotel.

My father never believed me when I told him my stepmother and half-sister abused me every day. And all I wanted was to make him love me to the point I married the man he wanted for me... But for what cost? The superstar, Liliana Roxy, drugged me and I was accused of cheating. My mother-in-law killed my grandfather-in-law and I became the suspect. My husband hunted me as my father killed me out of shame. I was given a second chance and return to the day of my wedding. "I want a divorce! Give me my freedom back!" "You married a Machito, you die as a Machito." _______ [Update: 1 to 2 chapters a week] [Book Cover Artist: KircheLeaf] _______ Be Updated in FB: https://m.facebook.com/missfeuille ~Original Book Cover ~Original story ~All Rights Reserved

She's my childhood friend. My favorite obsession. I wasn’t supposed to feel this way about her. She was meant to be off-limits, that I could treasure but never touch. But the more I watch her, the more I crave her. She’s mine, whether she realizes it or not. I’ll pull her into my world, wrap her in my obsession, until she’s as consumed by me as I am by her. And when that moment comes, when she finally sees me for who I am now, there’ll be no turning back. Because some obsessions aren’t meant to be fought, they’re meant to be fulfilled.