Novel & Cerita Gamot Sa Beke Ng Matanda

“How about I give you my foot up your ass instead.” “Okay...” Mother said getting up from the table. Intervening before Leo and Becca can start an all-out brawl in the middle of breakfast. Although, I have been wondering who’d win in a fight between the Gamma’s son and the Alpha’s daughter. They’re both well-trained but I might have to put my money on Becca. She’s crazier. “This is from your father and me.” Mom places a box in front of me and though, I wasn’t a big fan of birthdays, Leo’s present brought with it an optimism I’d been lacking since I got up this morning. So I ripped into this one.

{SAMANTHA’S POV} Samantha raced the BMW on the outskirts of Boston, Sam in the passenger seat beside her, heading along the highway towards Salem. She was increasingly annoyed at the growing difficulty in finding his dad. She’d been sure, when she’d seen those Facebook messages, when Sam had told her with such excitement that he’d been in touch with him, that this would be easy. She would just take him to his dad’s house, and from there it would be a direct path to the sword.

I hope somehow he knows about this, too, but I don’t want him coming out here, not when Garth is carrying a gun. I haven’t seen a single weapon on anyone in the castle--ever. Not even the guards. In the distance, I hear howling. Garth looks up and reaches for his rifle, but he doesn’t pull it around, not yet. “Becky, they haven’t been honest with you. Your mother is very sick. In fact, she’s dying.” He takes a few steps toward me, a pained expression on his face. My eyes widen as I imagine my poor mother home, sick in her bed, possibly dying, and me so far away.

I said sweetly. "I love you too. I'll call you again later, okay? And make sure to text me all the time about where you're going," Bebe reminded me. "Of course. Bye, Bebe!" I said goodbye with a smile. No matter where I go or what I do, I always keep Bebe updated through texts. Our communication has always been constant. Manong Driver suddenly stopped the car. "We're here. Let's go, let's relax for a bit before heading home." Zac said, already getting out of the car.

Mas matutuwa pa sana siya kung bote ng beer ang nasa harap niya para ipagdiwang ang pagkakatanggal ng gips sa kanyang braso. "Hindi ko masasabi ang ganoon," malamig na sagot ni Sandra, sinisipat siya mula sa ibabaw ng tasa ng tsaa. ---

sabi ni mom at hinatid ako sa terrace Nag suot ako ng sneakers na sapatos at shinoot ang isa pang sapatos at tsinelas sa bag para sa baon Beep beep "Andyan na ata sila ma" sabi ko at nilingon ang gate "Hatid kita" sabi ni mom sa akin at tinulungan ako Tinulungan naman kami ng mga helpers namin na ibaba nag mga gamit ko "Ingat kayo ah. Wade ikaw na bahala sa panganay ko" sabi ni mom kay Wade "Opo tita" magalang na sagot ni Wade bago sinara ni mom ang pinto ng sasakyan

"...talaga? Gagamutin n'yo lang ako?" "Oo, iyon lang," saad ng matanda. She hesitantly calmed her nerves and straightened up her back. "Black belter ako sa judo kaya huwag n'yong tatangkaing saktan ako," pagsisinungaling niya at nagsimulang naglakad kasabay ang mga ito. Nakapikit si Alexa at napabuga ng hangin, paulit-ulit niyang tinutuktok ang nakakuyom na kamay sa ibabaw ng kahoy na mesa.

“We have to find a way Galen.” She felt the warmth of his hand as he gently stroked her cheek before answering. “We will Becca. I would die before I let anything happen to her. She’s my heart and soul. I will fight to the bitter end to save her.” She heard her mother inhale sharply. “How about some tea while we wait for her to wake up? We could all use some distraction right now.” She heard the door open and close, surely as her mom left the room. “This doesn’t make sense,” Becca said. For God knows how long, our mother was out of it and today, all of a sudden, she gets a message from the spirit world. Something feels off Galen.”

MARY'S POV Obada market was a sprawling maze of umbrellas, the smell of fermented locust beans, rotten tomatoes and dry fish hanging heavy in the humid air. I adjusted my beret, smoothing my black skirt with palms that were still damp from the terror of my departmental defense. I found the stall near an open gutter, tucked under a faded green tarpaulin. There she was—Becca’s mother. She was packing black plastic buckets of pap, her movements slow and mechanical, her face a map of exhaustion and prayer.

On the screen were white digital letters that said, Warning: System Failure Gate 39. It took Olivia a few minutes to realize what the device was telling her and why it was beeping. Olivia knew the word ‘Gate’ was referring to a Boneseeker Man’s cage door. The device alerted Olivia, telling her that a Boneseeker Man’s cage door was malfunctioning somewhere in the facility. This meant that a Boneseeker Man broke out of his cage and was somewhere inside the facility, freely roaming around in the smothering darkness. “I know what this message means. We have to get out of here.” Olivia spoke to Lukas through a breathless whisper, but she tried to stay calm, not wanting to alarm Lukas.