Novel & Cerita Just An Encore

Waiting for the next take. Forever.

It was up to Danilo whether he would comply with what he wanted or insist on the one-month deadline he had mentioned. Of course, no one can produce a hundred million in cold cash in just a week. Unless your name is Ashton Mikael Santocildez. Just the thought of seeing the young lady Taphney again made him uneasy. He will have that fine woman, end of the story. If it was him who was hurt by her before, he wouldn't allow the same thing to happen this time. He was no longer the skinny and weak Ashton from before, he was very different now. And all of that was because of Taphney Louins Vergara.

“Fine. I’ll send her in." “Send who in? Hold up. This isn’t supposed to be how things go. This is my dream.” “Be prepared, Ian.” then everything went black.

Confirm. Just like that.

She doesn't want to put her in a difficult situation. "And, what do you mean by human like you? Aren't you Encantadas?" "Technically we're not Engcantados, we are a local Islander, they lured us inside here. We can't anymore go back to the Island because we ate the black rice. That black rice will enchant you forever. Once you eat it, you can never return," she holds her hands while shaking. "Young miss, save yourself from here" her last words while she runs back to the kitchen.

No more ghosts. Just us. Home.

The peak of the war and Marie's end will be showcased in Winter I. Finally, I will arrive in Winter II. I will be oblivious to what just occurred. However, once I find out, I will showcase much sadness for those who have fallen in Winter III. I shall do a dance filled with passion and sorrow, and fall to the ground. Then the curtains will close.

The ride back to the penthouse was very different from their trip to the hospital earlier. Both Jace and Aaron were now chatting away quietly in the front while the DJ on Jacaranda FM kept them all awake with back to back hits from the 80s or maybe 90s. "You must be so relieved, Ma'am," Aaron said and lowered the volume even more. "It's Eden, Aaron. I'll have to call you, Sir, if you insist on this 'ma'am' business. And yes, I'm very relieved."

Bold move. Ten picked a dramatic ballad. He didn’t dance much, but his expressive eyes and slow, emotional gestures had everyone hypnotized. He even mimed tears at the climax. Aron chose a funky retro pop track. He mimed playing instruments, spun like a musical theater star, and even threw in a finger gun or two. Night surprised everyone. He barely moved, just slowly mouthed the lyrics of a sensual R&B track while holding eye contact with the camera. Subtle. Dangerous. The room was stunned.

A sharp, relentless buzzing that cut through the silence. Luna frowned. “Don’t open it yet.” But Enola had already picked it up. Her thumb hovered for a fraction of a second—just long enough for instinct to whisper don’t. Then she tapped. “𝗦𝗣𝗔𝗥𝗞 𝗪𝗜𝗡𝗘𝗥𝗬 𝗖𝗘𝗢 𝗨𝗡𝗗𝗘𝗥 𝗦𝗖𝗥𝗨𝗧𝗜𝗡𝗬 – 𝗦𝗘𝗖𝗥𝗘𝗧 𝗣𝗦𝗬𝗖𝗛𝗜𝗔𝗧𝗥𝗜𝗖 𝗩𝗜𝗦𝗜𝗧𝗦 𝗘𝗫𝗣𝗢𝗦𝗘𝗗"