Filipino Bl Novels & Stories

August's POV What the fuck?! I didn't expect that Gen was referring to our transportation as a Blimp. Yes! It is a blimp. This is not a plane, more like an air cruise or tourist ride in mid-air. They say there is no plane but there is a blimp. Oh, isn't it just gorgeous? There is no blimp in the Philippines. It's only in the US. Because the Philippine government can't afford it.

He was gentle to his crewmates and supported them to do a good job. Other than him, he has two friends. It seems like they were called Trenton and Patrick. Damn, they were all handsome and tall! How come Filipinos have good genes, even the ladies in the pageant were superb! How come they were all human beings, they looked like gods and goddesses! Their masculinity and feminity were very diverse compared here in China.

But not just yet. What will happen to Dina in the Philippines?

Weaver said and the two said goodbye each going their own way. ... Illiad was ecstatic to see a full grown buck, "Thankyou, Weav." Her crystal blue eyes showed with pride as she looked over the elk. "It's a beauty alright." Weaver said, he had shifted to his human form while he watched his wife work. Illiad had a talent for skinning and cutting up the animals that were killed. Her black hair was braided straight down and reached the curve of her back.

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'There was a sudden deem lights, Phelan remembers someone, who was Don Carlton telling her to go lay down and rest. She tried to refuse, but he was too strong, and she was unable to stop him. It was so sudden that Don stood, watching Phelan in a distant approached her in a smile that shed some lights in the deem lights that came from the window. A meter from Phelan, Don put his hands on her shoulders, and then made an excuse and left.

Blue eyes scanned the tray she was holding and that's when he realized that he had absolutely no idea what the brunette prepared for him to eat. "I didn't know what you'd like to eat today so I just made this. It's a Filipino dish." She said shyly. She feels like Philip was still hurt because of what she did last night and she did this to make up for it. "If you don't like it, it’s okay."

His tongue could still taste the sweetness of her delectable lips. Enough! Napaungol siya nang malakas. His arousal was getting out of control. "Stop acting like a bashful teenager, man!" bulyaw niya sa sarili, ngunit pabulong lang. "You can have any woman you want--and Samantha Cruz is not an exception!" Ever since he got back to his father's home country, he had been discovering that Filipina women were not so different with other countries'. Ultra-modern na rin. Sanay na sa mga live-in arrangements at sa mga one-night stands.

“Huh, Blue? Should I return home or spend the night here?” “You’ve never answered me no matter how many times I ask,” Carol scrunched her nose. “Why do you keep on calling him Blue? That’s such an unusual pet name.” “I know right,” Seb smirked. “I wonder why myself.” “Stop talking,” Alex quickly rose to his feet. “Aren’t you sleepy?” “Well, I guess I’ll be spending the night here,” Seb joined Alex on his feet. “Good night, Carol. You too, Lucas. Go puke all you want.”

Megan could only make an unimpressed face in reply, though she saw it coming when she thought of joking about the idea. One thing to know about Filipinos (maybe even Asians in general) is that they don’t really move out of the house unless they’re completely comfortable doing so. Naturally, Filipino-Americans (often referred as Fil-Ams) are the exception to this rule. They apparently give no fucks and want to immediately move out of their respective homes. What horror.