Fighting For Love Novels & Stories

Pero pilit ko kasing sinanay na ang puso ko, na kahit ang isip ko ay tila sila'y nagkakasundo. I smiled at Olympia. “Don't worry, Ollie. If there's a man who can give me genuine love... someone who can clear my sight and turn it into an undying revelation that true love exists? Hindi ako mag-aatubiling mahalin din siya. But for now,” Umiling ako sa kanya. “I'd rather be alone. I can't see myself falling in love, yet, Olympia.” “Naiintindihan ko, Jas.” Ollie smiled at me and pulled me into a hug.

natatawa kong sambit. Nakahiga kami ngayon sa kama ko. Nasa gitna nila akong dalawa. I mentioned earlier na we bougth food for midnight snack. Little did I know that they have plans of ruffling my room. Nanonood kaming Love Alarm, isang Korean drama. Nasa Episode 4 na kami at patapos na rin ang episode. 12:46 na ng hatinggabi, tinatamaan na rin ako ng antok.

Or maybe it's just us who don't have it. "But Marci, there are also things that need a fight to become possible. Love is a debate. Rule number one: don't let competitors ruin your defense. Know and strengthen your stance. If it's wrong for them, then prove your points. If you feel like you're in a bad catch, then do your best to be in a good one." Nakatulala lang ako kay Shane habang sinasabi ang mga iyon. Heto na naman at nag-transform na naman sa pagiging makata ang isang ito.

Because even back then, she was already mine. Back to present. I stared at my reflection sa salamin ng opisina. My eyes were cold, sharp, unrecognizable. Have I gone too far? No. This is what it means to love in my world. Love isn’t flowers and chocolates. Love is protection. Love is control. Love is war. And I will wage war against anyone who tries to take her from me—even if that means fighting her, too. Nakatitig pa rin ako sa salamin nang biglang pumasok si Marco.

Natigilan naman ang binata sa mga sigaw ng kapatid. "You should never love your enemy? Dad? About business again?! That f*cking business!" Natawa ito ng mapakla. "Did you already forgot what Mom told us?" Bumaba ang nakataas na kamay nitong may hawak na baril, bumagsak ang balikat. "Love those who deserves to be loved. Everyone has a different story to tell. Never let the emotions overpowering you to hurt the innocent one's." Natahimik ang lahat. Umangat ang mukha n'ya upang tumitig sa luhaang mata ni Xienna.

Buo ang loob na sasabak sa panibagong pagsubok sa kanyang buhay ang iligtas ang babaeng lihim na niyang minamahal. Kung noon ay pumapatay siya para mabuwal ang mga simdikato, ngayon ay isusugal niya ang kanyang buhay sa babae. Ang babaeng natutunan na niyang mahalin sa ilang mga araw na kasama niya ito. Determinado siyang iligtas ang babae sa kamay ng mga kalaban, kaya niyang makipag patayan para kay Shariena. "I will fight for you to death Shariena!" lakas ng loob at pagmamahal sa babae ang kanyang baon. Nagtungo siya sa lugar kung saan dinala ang babae.

At doon, parang may kumurot sa puso ni Jhaira. Hindi lang ito takot. Hindi lang ito pangamba. Ito ay pagmamahal—isang uri ng pagmamahal na walang kahit anong gulo o panganib ang makakapigil. “Ma, I love you.” Mahinang bulong niya, nanginginig ang boses. “I will fight. Hindi ko hahayaan na tapak-tapakan nila ako. Hindi ko hahayaan na sirain nila ang buhay ko. At lalong hindi ko hahayaan na maging mahina sa harap nila. I promise, Ma. I will stand up for myself.”

“Buti hindi Victor ang pangalan mo. Ayoko sa lalaking babaero. Ayoko ng maraming karibal. Ayoko ng may kaagaw dahil hindi ko ugaling makipag-agawan.” “Hindi ka naman makikipag-agawan pero hindi mo ba ipaglalaban ang pagmamahal mo?” “Hindi ko alam kung marunong akong ipaglaban ang pagmamahal ko. Hindi ko alam kung dumating na ang pagmamahal sa akin na worth fighting for.” “Ipaglaban mo naman ako, Nadja!” “I am tired of fighting for life when all I need is love.”

Muling nagpatuloy si Seidon. And even if I had to take a hundred punches from your father and your brother, and they hit like Captain Hulk, by the way, I would take every single blow just to have the right to call you my wife. Even if you scratched me with your nails like Wolverine’s claws… I’d accept it all as long as you don’t take our kids away from me. And you didn’t. I may be bruised and scratched from head to toe, but my heart is celebrating… because in this game of love, you’re the winning prize I’ll never stop fighting for.