Esposa Del Fantasma Mga Nobela at Kwento

These are some of the questions that Maria Solei, Jimena Soler's older sister, asked herself. Maria Soley had a daughter named Sandra, Guy. She had always been in love with Caspian, but due to his bad reputation. She had never dared to approach him, no matter how much she wanted to. When, she heard, about the marriage, of Caspian Hilton, and Sara Cosette, Sandra could not believe it. The man, of her dreams had married, her cousin, it had been almost 2 months, since the blissful wedding, they had had, no information, from the couple, until they were invited, to a family reunion. On the Hilton's side, more, however, Sandra didn't have the courage, to see her cousin with the man, in question. S

“I’m not.” She looked between him; her eyebrows shot up in disbelief. “Okay... both of you are insane.” “Aurora—” “No!” she interrupted, taking a quick step back. “Listen, I don’t know who you are, but you must be going crazy. Your story—this whole thing—it’s mad. How dare you say I am your wife when I have never seen you in my life?” Caspian’s lips parted. “You don’t remember anything. “ Our marriage! Our son? The love we shared?”

" My jaw locked, the room tilting violently. Vanessa. I didn't need an explanation; I had seen the old framed photographs hidden in the bottom drawer of his office desk. She was the college ex-girlfriend he had spent years obsessing over the one he truly wanted before my father forced our merger. Seeing her standing here, wrapped in old-money cream wool, shattered the very last anchor of my hope. The pathetic delusion of a happy ending, the fairy-tale life I had bled four years to protect, died instantly. "Get your things out of the master suite," Julian ordered again, his tone clipping the air as he stepped toward me. "Now." "No," I whispered, digging my heels into the hardwood. "This is my

“I began to notice her long midnight chats and calls. I peeped into her chat box one day, and I saw her romantic chats with a man named Lisandro. I never spoke to her about it and I had to hire a private investigator named Scot. He dug into the young man’s profile and he found out he was her ex boyfriend who lives in Mexico. I was flabbergasted, I was grief-stricken, I was crushed. I couldn’t bear the fact that my beloved wife turned out to be exactly like my devilish mother, Amelia.

I shrugged causing Ace, his father and my own to smile and shook their head at my comment. "Is there a reason why Ace and Alexia should go there alone?", My mother asked while walking to us. "I assume you know Melissa." Dad asked Vincenzo as he pointed to my mother. "Yeah." Vincenzo smiled at her which she returned. "Because they want li fantasma and The Mafia leader Italian mafia who is also the best assassin to come to their party." Vincenzo stated. "Oh please—", Daniella voiced interrupted us once again. "Li fantasma is a myth!" She yelled with her fake and really bad Italian accent.

Cristian was sitting on the sofa fumbling with the remote as he saw Lisa coming over, he switched off the TV and kept the remote aside. "This looks good on you." He complimented her with a genuine light smile on his face. Lisa laughed feeling embarrassed. "Whose clothes are these?" She asked feeling curious. "These...." Cristian took a long pause as he finally answered her. "IT belongs to my wife..." "Uhmm your dead wife...?" Lisa asked in a state of shock... Cristian nodded his head as he scanned the emotions on her face changing from the calm to fear... "Hey.... hey.... her ghost won't come back" He snapped his fingers in front of her face as he said humorously.

When her husband started to sit next to her after taking a call last night, she smiled at an idea to make this a spook of a showbiz item. “Why are you staring at me like that?” Ferdinand Antares asked. Her knowing look makes him stop. She often does this when she suspects her husband talking with the other ladies. Her smile turned into a smirk then she began to whisper to him. His eyes widened just when his wife revealed about Essi. He also caught her in his eyes, walking around, almost blending her appearance to the silhouettes of people. What remained clear in his mind was her fierce eyes partnered with her dark eyeliner. Ferdinand still believes that Essi didn’t know that he was also in t

he was sitting on the couch and then automatically stands up the moment he realized that I am inside the house. "She's inside the room Erica" I smiled at him and walk towards the room. They still lived separately inside one roof. So to make it clear with you all, yes. I am Erica Janine De Guzman, it is weird- indeed very weird. My best friend's fiancee likes me but I like my best friend's brother. However, I also love my friend that is why I am entertaining this playboy Caspian because this is part of Anica's Plan. I know the reason- to avenge the death of our very close friend.

Daniella came forward and greeted her, asked who she was, and was surprised at her answers which made Cassandra lose her cool again, but this time, she did not do anything. "I'm Ella Schweitzer, cousin of Lorraine, the deceased wife of Atty. Imman Gonzales. Actually, I'm his girlfriend and I'm pregnant with his baby. May I know who you are, please?" "His ex-wife - Daniella Ruiz, nice to meet you! He told us about his dead wife and how he lost his memory during the seven years that he got lost at sea but he never mentioned anything about you...at all." "Well, our relationship is not as deep as it is now, Daniella. He does not even know about our baby until a month ago. You have no idea how ha

After that we went to Malhotra mansion to see my husband is looking so delicious in his track pants and shirt making me want to eat him. I think he felt my gaze, he looked towards me with a naughty smirk and winked at me. I quickly averted my gaze towards the person who is sitting opposite to him. She is Radha, one of my husband's fan, she is very nice girl I got to know that from Riya, and she is working in our company. Similarly, we both have same names. Next I heard some shrieks of two persons made me jump out from my place. "You?"...............................................