Gen Narumi Kaiju No 8

At first, akala ni Callen Moore, natutuwa lang siya sa dalagang si Asia Jade Del Franco dahil sa lantarang pagpapahiwatig nang nararamdaman nito sa kaibigang si Astin. Hindi pala. Nasasaktan pala siya dahil unti-unti na siyang nahuhulog sa dalaga. At nasasaktan na siya sa paulit-ulit na pag-reject ni Astin dito. How he wish na sa kanya na lang nito ibaling ang pag-ibig nito. Dahil sa kabiguan kay Astin, ibinaling ni Asia ang tingin niya sa iniidolong author, kay Ismael. Napag-alaman niyang maliban sa magaling na manunulat, isa itong adonis. Wala siyang pinapalipas na libro nito sa merkado. Kaya mula sa pagkagusto, nauwi iyon sa obsession na makita ito. Ni hindi na nga niya pinapansin ang pagpapahaging sa kanya ni Callen tungkol sa nararamdaman nito, kahit na lagi itong sumusulpot sa tuwing kailangan niya nang karamay. At kung kailan naman nakukuha na ni Callen ang atensyon ni Asia, saka naman na nagpakita si Ismael sa kanya. Tunay nga ang bali-balitang isa itong adonis. Kaya binalewala niya nang tuluyan ang umuusbong na pagkagusto kay Callen. Pero hindi akalain ni Asia na may tinatagong lihim si Ismael. Ano kaya ang gagawin niya oras na matuklasan iyon? Mabibigo na naman ba siya sa pag-ibig?

Helious Shawn Saavedra was given the surprise of his life nung malaman niya na may anak na pala siya. Si Hunter, ang batang iniwan ng naka one night stand niya sa isang ampunan. And the worse thing, may sakit ang bata kaya naman lalo siyang nakaramdam ng pagkamuhi sa babaeng iyon. Carrine Esguerra, isang simpleng babae na nagkataong kamukha ng nanay ni Hunter. Nagpanggap siya bilang si Simonne Legazpi at hindi niya napigilang ma-inlove kay Helious. Paano na ang pagmamahal niya gayung biglang bumalik si Simonne para bawiin, hindi lang si Hunter pero pati na din si Helious? Makakaya ba niyang magparaya para mabuo ang pangarap ni Hunter na isang masaya at buong pamilya?

Ang maging chef ang pinaka pangarap ni Everlee Moore talaga. Lahat na kasi meron siya kaya nakatutok lang siya sa pangarap niya. Sa ikakasiya niya. Pinanganak siyang may gintong kutsara na sa bibig. Hindi na niya kailangang magtrabaho din sa kumpanya nila dahil nandyan naman ang mga kapatid niya. Gustong-gusto niyang magluto. Para sa kanya, food is life. At iyon ang naging dahilan para mag-enroll siya sa isang cooking school sa England. Dalawang school iyon. Isa sa Bedfordshire, kung saan kasalukuyang Duke si Davey Kristoff or DK Ward Collin. Matalik na makaibigan ang pamilya nila. Kaya humingi siya nang tulong dito nang mawala ang bagahe niya sa airport. Walang natirang gamit sa kanya at walang naibalik. Kinupkop siya nito at pinatira sa palasyong tinitirhan nito. Hindi pwedeng malaman ng magulang niya ang nangyari sa kanya, dahil baka pababalikin siya ng mga ito sa Pilipinas. Kaya inilihim nila ni DK ang lahat. Pero hindi akalain ni Everlee na may mabubuong pagmamahalan sa kanila ni DK habang nasa poder siya nito. Akala niya dahil sa utang na loob lang kaya siya pumayag na maging Duchess ng Bedford. No. Mahal na pala niya si DK. Ngunit isang aksidente ang pumutol sa pagmamahalang iyon. Hindi siya maalala ni DK na pinakasalan siya nito. Dahil sa respeto nito umano sa magulang at kapatid niya, dinivorce siya nito bago pa malaman ng pamilya niya. Kaya nang muli silang magkita sa Pilipinas, tanging sambit lang ni Everlee sa sarili sa tuwing nakikita si DK, she once married that Duke…

Kasalukuyang nasa bar si Heaven at nagpapakalasing. Kaka-break lang nila ng nobyo dahil nahuli niya ito at ang bestfriend niyang nakapatong sa isa’t isa sa mismong pamamahay niya! Nasaktan siya, hindi dahil naagawan siya ng boyfriend, kundi nasaktan ang pride niya dahil isang pipitsuging lalaki lang ang nakagawa noon sa kanya. Kung tutuusin, hindi niya kailangan ng lalaki sa buhay. Shes an independent woman, mabubuhay siya nang walang lalaki dahil siya si Heaven Ferrer! "Hi..." Narinig niyang may nagsalita sa likod niya... isang lalaki. Umupo ito sa tabi niya. "Sorry na lumapit ako, ha. I know na gusto mong mapag-isa dahil tinapalan mo ng pera ang lahat ng nanggugulo sa'yo dito. Hahaha..." Napangisi siya sa humor ng lalaki. "Bakit, gusto mo rin ng pera?" biro niya. Pinagmasdan nya ito. Kahit na lasing na siya nababnaag pa din ang kagwapuhan ng lalaking nagpakilalang si Theo. Actually, napansin na din niya ito kanina pagpasok niya. Ang lakas kasi ng sex appeal nito. Lihim siyang napangiti sa naiisip. Bakit hindi siya magwalwal sa gabing iyon? Gagamitin niya si Theo para sa kanyang plano. Gusto niyang makatikim ng lalaki sa gabing iyon. At kapag maisagawa na niya iyon, magpo-focus na siya sa buhay nya. Magpapawasak siya sa gabing iyon para hindi naman siya matawag na desperate virgin. At pagkatapos noon, hindi na siya magbo-boyfriend. She can live without a boyfriend anyway! "Theo, can you bring me to your place?" diretsahang sabi niya. Napaubo si Theo sa sinabi niya. "Huh?... Why?" "You know what I mean..." malanding wika niya. Alam niyang type siya ni Theo kaya imposibleng aayaw ito sa gusto niya. "A-are you sure?" "Ayaw mo ata. Sige, I will find someone else..." wika niya saka akmang tatayo, pero pinigilan siya nito. "Wait!..." Hinawakan siya nito sa braso. "Let's go..."

I chase my six-year-old daughter out of the house on a cold winter day. I cut her new clothes to pieces and dirty her dainty little face with mud. Then, I give her all my savings. She looks at me tearfully and reaches out for me, wanting me to hold her. However, I harden my heart and push her away, saying, "Leave! Go to Bowen Group and look for their CEO, Logan Bowen. Show him my death certificate and your DNA test—he'll take you in." She sobs while looking at me. "Don't you want me anymore, Mommy? Let's go look for Daddy together." After a brief silence, I say, "I can't go with you. I lied to him back then to have you." Yes, I'm a liar. I orchestrated everything from meeting Logan, dating him, to ultimately leaving him with his child in my womb. Even the death certificate I've given my daughter is fake. From beginning to end, I've lied to him about everything except our daughter.

Despite a decade of marriage, Simon never once shared my bed, claiming that he had pledged himself to ascetic practices and that it was beneath him. I thought that he suffered from some shameful ailment and guarded his secret like a devoted fool, until my birthday, when I came home to find him entangled with a brothel worker before the floor-length mirror. When I lunged forward in rage, he drove a shard of that broken mirror straight through my heart. When I awoke, I was gripping my phone, its screen illuminating a message Simon had just sent: [I’ll still give you a lavish wedding, but the marriage certificate? That belongs to her.]

Two years after we marry, my husband moves his sister and her family into our marital home. The four of them settle down and refuse to leave. So, I quit both my jobs. I laze around at home all day and splurge on various things. I have so many parcels delivered that they pile up by the door. Occasionally, I ask my husband and his sister for allowance. When the management office sends someone to chase for our maintenance fee, my husband breaks down so loudly that everyone in the building can hear him. He asks me whether I've lost my mind—who will support the family if I don't work? How will we survive without money? Am I going to allow our family to starve? So, it turns out he does know that we'll starve without anyone generating income. Why does he and his sister stay at home and plot to take away all my money, then?

Fedora Smith was done with love. Finished. Buried. Betrayal had ripped out her heart and torched it—her boyfriend of four years and her best friend of twenty-five caught pants down on the very anniversary sheets she gifted him. And their excuses? “You’re not attractive anymore.” “You took too long to marry him.” Fine. If love was a game, she was rewriting the rules. Now, she runs The Bridal Fix, an elite agency providing fake marriages for a steep price—rent-a-bride services for men needing to fool their families, secure an inheritance, or stage the perfect breakup. Fifteen weddings, fifteen divorces—no strings, no mess. Just business. Until Judah Carlstone. He hires her like the rest—one contract, one wedding, one payday. But Judah asks too many questions. Looks at her too long. And when he smirks and says— "Tell me, Fedora… how does it feel to say ‘I do’ and not mean it?" For the first time in years, she has no answer. Because this was never supposed to feel real.

Cold and proud to all, Beamon Slade, Northarch's strongest Alpha, reserves his gentleness solely for me. Everyone knows that I'm his Luna. But today, his first love is infected with deadly wolfsbane and on the brink of death. He hands me a herbal pill that can seal memories and temporarily remove the mate mark. "Eiro won't last another three days, Swan. "Could you give me three days to fulfill her dream of becoming a Luna through a symbolic marking ceremony? I won't hurt you. This pill temporarily severs the bond and makes you forget me. "When the ceremony ends three days later, take the antidote and you'll remember everything. We'll get back together." Looking at his calm, gentle expression, I silently swallow the pill without hesitation. He has no idea, but I crafted the pill with my own hands. There's no such thing as an antidote. Three days from now, I'll completely forget him. All our embraces, vows, marks, and his past gentleness will vanish with the wind.

He stared at his emotionless flower before guiding two fingers under her chin forcing her to look up in his dark blue eyes. "I am asking you again fiore. Say what I want to hear?" He mumbled carssing her ice cold lips even her body was shivering because of all the torture he gave her a while ago but the girl being herself didn't reply him. "Answer me! Will you say it now?" He warned her that he wouldn't stop until he hear her what he wants but looking in his eyes she emotionlessly replied. "No, Master. I don't love you." An emotionless ice flower of his was the only quest of his life. He wanted nothing more than to conquer her but can he? Or will he end up in a pit of her vicious love which will throw him on his knees for her? Spin off Yes, Master containing Rafael Hunt and Rose Story.