Gillian Vicencio Novels & Stories

She was the most beautiful lady I had ever seen in my existence. In panic, she quickly opened the vial she had brought,warm tingling liquid filled my throat. She stood up almost immediately and made a dash for the metal door. She had accidentally dropped her locket. After my release from the dungeon I tried to look for the mysterious lady. I couldn't ask anyone, that was only going to put her in danger. Dad could never know someone saved me. The vial she gave me had worn off the effect of silver in my system. I concluded I was hallucinating until met Gwen. She was a spitting image of the lady. I could even say the lady was a grown-up version of Gwen. I've never been so confused as I was at t

Lily asked. "Ivy Garcia. She is one of the top successful businesswomen in Washington. Very beautiful, rich and powerful. Don't you know her?" The shop attendant said excitedly. "You must be very important for her to come to look for you," she added and Lily smiled but was wondering why such a person would come to look for her.

“It can’t be… You can’t… How could you? It’s not true, right? Tell them it’s not true!” Rainee’s smile deepened. There was satisfaction in her posture now, a control she’d been withholding. She turned to the cameras, the microphones hungrily close to her lips. “It’s true,” she said at last, her voice steady, every syllable deliberate. “I, Rainee Garcia, formerly Garcia, am the principal shareholder of Vivacity, holding Sixty-five percent.” To be continued

Reaching over to unroll the window, she swung her feet out and turned her torso until she was able to sit upright with her feet on the floor and hit the button, letting the window right itself. Rocco barely glanced her way as he drove up the highway. “You really the ghost?” he asked, and Vic sat back in the seat with her arms crossed. “Yes, I really am the ghost. Yes, I really am a woman. Yes, most of the stupid shit you hear about me is true.” she finished and although Max took to chuckling behind her, Rocco’s knuckles tightened on the wheel. Without warning, Rowan’s arm shot forward from the back seat. He wrapped his enormous hand around her neck applying just enough pressure to make Vic s

Aunt Caroline finally spoke, “You woke up late than usual, I understand that. School works are pressing indeed. You are not in a good mood, that’s fine because it’s still early to call it a day. But being completely cold? Ellaine, this is your debut we’re talking about.” “I don’t have the appetite to eat anymore.” She dropped the spoon and fork on the table, turned her back to Aunt Caroline, and walked out of the house. She heard a part of Aunt Caroline’s lecture before she slammed the door shut. Outside, Ellaine tried hard to forget her foul mood by strolling along the sidewalk. She planned to walk her way to the Biñan Market. Normally, she would ride a tricycle that will take her there. Ho

I cleared my thoughts and focused on the results on the Internet. "Lucille de Silva (born on June 16, 1980) is an actress and a model in the Philippines. She has gained recognition for her roles in both blockbusters and independent films and her women's rights work. She is known for her charity works and generous donations on various departments involving children." It's her. The woman in the photos, it's her. My hands are shaking because of anger and frustration. I even unconsciously gritted my teeth, and I want to shout at someone to vent out this pain suddenly.

her mother asked worriedly. "We will stay here. I will get my accelerated grades in high school and study in college." "Oh, but--" "We have nothing to worry now, Mother. He is out of our lives for good," Gillian reassured her mother. "Besides, Madam Hess has promised to give me a job to her massage parlor. She is also paying for my college tuition." "Madam Hess? Who is she?" "I met her at the clinic. She was visiting her son." Gillian was armed with a college scholarship and a part-time job, Genova had no leverage to refuse. They stayed in the town of Morong. When she became fodder to gossip, they moved to the hilly Mount Mabilog.

But I was relatively calm because I knew that Jake was right behind me. “Danika Williams, you look like an angel, you have such a beautiful face and… a voluptuous body.” he whispered the last part but I heard it and I almost felt my ovaries climbing back in. When I saw him approaching me for a hug, I panicked. Oh fuck, what should I do? “Sir, you are not allowed to touch Ms. Williams. I am sorry.” Jake says to him, unapologetically and pulls a chair out for me before Richard Walts has a chance to do it.

"What are you doing? Miss Graves, please get up!" He tried to help Gillian up but was surprised by her strength. Despite being a tall man at 1.85 meters, he couldn't budge her. Where did she get such energy from? "It's up to him whether he wants to talk to you. Why are you begging me?" Vanya's voice remained calm. Gillian was taken aback. She hadn't expected that even after kneeling down, Vanya would stay so composed. Her agitation subsided, and she began to cry softly, as if wronged terribly.

My villa was more comfortable now that I had left LA, I'm going back for the funeral, but I'm leaving right after, I'm going ghost, I don't care how many men they send after me, it won't be easy to find me. I already removed their tracking chip, yeah, Camila and I had tracking chips in our wrists, grandpa removed hers when she was twelve but I couldn't get mine removed, my parents never allowed it, no wonder she could do what she wanted and not care what they think, she could disappear from the earth and they won't know where we went. I walk into the dining room, seeing someone seated in my favorite chair. She was dressed in her usual business wear, black ripped jeans and a hoodie, matched w