Gamot Sa Beke Ng Matanda Novels & Stories

We still shift and run each day, though not to burn off the anger but to build strength and agility. ‘We need to protect our mate,’ Makya explains to me, just like he does every day. ‘What mate?’ I ask. He confirmed that Becca isn’t our destined mate, so his reasoning confuses me. ‘We know there are other survivors. We will have a mate. Now focus,’ he orders as he stops. Soil and grass fill the space between the toes on Makya's paws as we slide to a stop. ‘What can you smell?’ he asks, and I inhale.

They met at Walter Media but being college mates drew them closer. The fact that Becky's mother was born in Camden also strengthened their bond, that's why Becky chose her as her daughter's godmother. “Someone’s at the door,” Maya screamed, as she dipped the spoon into the glass bowl. “No! I'll get it,” Becky said, rushing to the door with a can of ice cream in her hand. Evania stared, her face watching in anticipation as Becky stretched the door. The warm sunlight kissed her brown chocolate dark skin as they busked through the entrance.

Ashton King, Beep beep I wake up and press dismiss button on my alarm clock. My eyes move to the digital clock on the table beside my bed, which shows 5:00 am. I get up from my bed and observe the peaceful weather from the window. Then I go to my bathroom and get freshen up and wear my work out clothes, shoes and take my skipping rope and earplugs with me.

Atlis alam niyang kahit papaano ay makakasama niya nang matagal ang kaniyang mga mahal sa buhay. "Ayos ka lang ba?" biglaang tanong ng matanda. Napakurap naman siya at muli itong sinubuan. "Opo, kain pa po kayo. Kailangan niyo po pong magpalakas kaagad para makauwi na kaagad tayo at mas makakapagpahinga po kayo nang maayos at mababantayan sa bahay." Hinawakan siya nito sa kamay at marahang tinitigan.

Somehow, she felt familiar with this gift. "Well, that was...unexpected. Thank you, Mama," Becca said before she was putting it on the table that was beside her. She smiled at Lady Georgia before her mother sighed. Then, she did something that Becca never saw before in her life. Lady Georgia took her hands and squeezed them.

Emala closed her eyes, ready for her fate, the moment Alpheus stood before her, wielding protection magic. "I've been waiting for you, Gama." The Demon King said, laughing maliciously, while Alpheus looked at him with a hateful look "You will pay very dearly. I told you not to mess with my mate ." The Demon Lord's smile widened "You know very well that you don't deserve this mate of yours, if anyone really deserves it, it's me."

And she would never leave this god's forgotten place. We reach the main crossroad and as always, I turn left and Keenan goes right. He gives me a soft smile and ruffles my hair playfully, then heads to the butcher to sell the deer's antlers and skin to get some money. I, on the other hand, go straight home.

“I went outside to see my dad, it's sunny outside you can tell spring is coming.” “What did you get to do out there? How was your dad?” “He is good but something has gone wrong and he warned me I may be punished. We got to sit under this gazebo. It's beautiful I wish you could have seen it. It has beautiful wolves howling at the moon and the canopy has stars engraved in the top. The benches are wood and have hearts and stars engraved in it. There is even this plaque that says The Moon Goddess Loves With Her Whole Heart.” Ireland gasps it sounds painful and I can hear her crying quietly. “Ireland, what is wrong?”

And outside, through the crack of the shutters, Becky pressed the recording shard to her lips, her grin carved sharper than the rain. “Checkmate,” she whispered.

Samael states, walking toward my door as I lick my lips, watching his fine ass walk away, "Luka, I've got a spare suit you can borrow." I glance at Luka and see his eyes are locked onto Samael's ass as well, "Uh, yeah." He replies, jogging out of my room to catch up to Luka. "Maybe we should skip brunch," Beckett states, drawing my attention to him, or I should say, his member that's right above my lips; if I leaned down a little, I could kiss the tip.