Eyes Never Lie Meaning Novels & Stories

Always knew I didn't belong in this world. Wasn't made for me. But I'll never forget those who BETRAYED ME, and those who never FAILED MY TRUST. - " You play games, I play tricks." - CIERRA RAVEN FIOR " a.k.a "Agent. Freyah Knoxville -

Ilang taon na ang lumipas nang magmahal nang lubos si Isla Madrigal, na halos ikamatay niya nang iwan siya nito. Ngunit nang akala niya ay tuluyan na siyang nakalimot dito, saka naman siya pinaglaruan ng tadhana. Dahil ngayon, kailangan niyang makita ang lalaki araw-araw. Si Lucas Alejandro Montenegro–ang kaniyang ex-boyfriend, na ngayon ay boss niya sa trabaho… at ang ama ng batang lihim niyang pinalaki, ngayo’y nagbabalik sa kaniyang buhay with those same cold and unreadable eyes na minsa’y dumurog ng kaniyang puso.

"I had you once and I'll definitely HAVE YOU BACK AGAIN, and that's a PROMISE." My whole body shivered as he said those words... But I won't show him that I'm scared. I looked at him straight in the eyes with so much bravery even though I'm scared to his so called PROMISE. "You won't." I don't want to go back in his arms again. I don't want to go back to the person who broke my heart before... I don't know why he wants me back but on thing is for sure...

When Roselle Ventura turned 18, her father severed ties with her. She started a new life and she met Oliver Mitchel whose eyes are solely focused on his company's growth to hold onto his position as the CEO. Later on, she learned that he was engaged to someone and that person was desperate to put her six feet under the ground resulting in losing the only treasure she have. Furious, she rises up, waving her identity as the heiress of the most feared billionaire in their city but would these be enough to satisfy her hunger for revenge or she would turn into different person that yearns nothing but to kill just to protect what she have?

Soo Duncan, a commercial model, has always been crushing on her boss, Caesar Wyatt Lhemann, a CEO and a mafia boss at the same time. Soo is so in love with him that she had the guts to court him rather than the other way around. But it wasn’t that easy that it took her years and counting chasing and courting the heartless CEO. Wyatt hates Soo… to the core. How will she pursue the person she loves if he can’t even look at her without hate casted in hid pair of brown eyes? Soo does not consider it a love to hate relationship. It is a“love him until eternity without certainty if her feelings will be reciprocated”.

You can always choose whom you should keep with but you can never beg someone to stay if that person wants to let go. There is a great distinction between keeping and letting go of someone. Yna Grace Portillo is inlove with Brent Trence Jimenez. The moment he stepped inside the gym with his disheveled hair, broad shoulders and alluring smile she knew at that moment that she was captivated by his charms. But things were never on her side, Brent has never noticed her. It was her cue to make a move. She courted him. She didn't mind the standards. Well equality prevails. That's what she thought. Despite of everything she did for him. Her love was never reciprocated. She felt useless. Her pride as a woman has been downgraded too. She's done chasing him. What if fate had been kind to her and intervened? Would she grab that chance or slip it away? Is he sincere or is it just part of his game? Will she keep him again?

"You still want me, don’t you?" bulong ni Levi habang nakasiksik siya sa likuran ni Vionne, ang mainit nilang katawan ay nakababad sa ilalim ng rumaragasang tubig mula sa shower. Ramdam ng babae ang bawat pulgada ng kanyang kahubdan. "Levi… w-we shouldn't—" Pero natigil ang pagtutol niya nang marahas siyang iharap ng binata, isinandal sa malamig na pader ng tiles, at sinalubong ng halik na parang sumisipsip ng kaluluwa. His tongue tasted of hunger, revenge, and something forbidden—yet painfully familiar. "Don't lie to me, Vionne." Mainit ang hininga ni Levi sa kanyang balat. "Your body’s already begging for me. You miss this—me—inside you." Napasinghap si Vionne nang gumapang ang kamay nito pababa, pinunit ang natitirang saplot niya at walang babala siyang inangkin sa gitna ng agos ng tubig. "Ah—Levi!" Napaungol siya, napaarko ang likod sa tindi ng sarap. Napakapit siya sa kanyang balikat. Tuloy-tuloy ang pag-indayog ng binata—parang gusto nitong ipaalala sa kanya kung sino ang tunay na nagmamay-ari sa kaniya. "You’re mine, Vionne," bulong nito sa pagitan ng bawat mariing pag-ulos. "No matter how many times you try to run, your body—your soul—will always crave me." "S-Stop talking… I c-can’t—" Pero hindi na niya nakayanan. Sa halip, bumulwak sa kanyang lalamunan ang mas malakas na ungol habang ang init at sarap ay naghalo sa bawat galaw ni Levi. "You feel that?" Mariing tanong ni Levi habang hinuhugot at muling ibinabaon ang sarili. "That’s how deep I still am inside you. That’s how much I fucking want you." Nanginginig ang tuhod ni Vionne. Nanginginig sa sarap.

My eyes spontaneously moved to wander at the woman who looked so different compared to the other women. She's not that tall like the other young ones, I can see her good physique, slim, voluptuous and matured body like the models I see from magazines and televisions. The woman has a white and silky skin, long and black spiral curls hair that almost extended past to her waist. Nangingibabaw siya kumpara sa iba, nangingibabaw ang kulay ng balat niya, lalong lalo na ang kaniyang itsura kahit pa mayroong takip na face veil ang kalahati ng kaniyang mukha. I turned to a gay and motioned for him to come over to me. "Yes, Mr. Elizondo? How can I help you?" I pointed the woman before. "I want her." Tiningnan niya ang itinuro ko, nakita ko ang pangamba sa kaniyang mukha. "S-Si... Ana, sir...?" "Ana..." I mumbled. Such an angelic name but that body is wanting me to make a goddamn sin. "Yes, I want her. Maibibigay mo ba?" "I'm so sorry, sir. But you need to wait until the auction starts. And it is strictly forbidden to bring our women with—" "Who's her owner?" "Her Auntie, sir. Hawak siya ng Auntie niya at mukhang pinahihinog pa." "I'll talk to her," I uttered and searched for the woman again. She's looking at the crowd with her innocent eyes, with the sudden burst of her tears, the woman possessed with seducing regard. "I want her," pag uulit ko, mas mariin. "Ana..."

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.

Tetzuki Naver pretended to be an average guy to hide from his parents and abandoned his throne being as the Mafia King. But he worked on an organization that had a great intention on the city he\'s living in. And become friends with his team. But because one of his friends made a deal. He somewhat finds himself roaming around the city and lays his eyes on the restaurant that finds a waiter/waitress. He thought that his life at the restaurant where he would work would be usual. Until he met Thea, he felt something in himself. Strange, frightening, fierce, and destructive. Can Naver tear it down and hide it? Or willing to be deficient in front of others, especially his boss Thea?