Kontol Papa Novels & Stories

I chimed in enthusiastically, pumping my fist into the air. "R-right now?!" Mama asked in a shocked tone, her eyes rounding completely as she stared at Papa in disbelief. "Why not? I possess all the power and capability to arrange everything in the blink of an eye, Melissa... in case you've forgotten who I truly am," Papa countered with absolute confidence, curling his lips into a thin smile that looked so charming for his age.

Cooking always calms her down. “Tanya, you look after your mama while we’re gone,” Papa instructs. “Yes, Papa,” she replies. Tanya was the first to call him Papa, where it took Maryo a couple of years. He still alternates between Mr. Andre Vittorio and Papa. It was easier for both to switch from Mrs. Alica Vittorio to Mama, though. Papa was a heritage of Italian-Russian ancestry and Mama was a pure Filipina. Just to please Mama, we all eat twice as much. It feels like I’m going to burst by the time I stand up from the table. I press a kiss to Mama’s cheek before giving her a tight hug, then move to Tanya to hug her quickly.

They wore long black trench coats and expressions of lethal seriousness. They didn't even glance at Lorenzo. They walked straight to me, dropped to one knee in unison, and kissed my ring. Their voices thundered through the room: "Il Papa!" The soundwave made Lorenzo’s ears ring. His jaw dropped. He stared at these men—members of the High Commission he usually struggled to even get an appointment with—now prostrating themselves humbly at my feet. That word—Il Papa—shattered his delusions and his ego into dust.

Hirap talaga kalaban ng taong mahal mo. Weeks after that, napagpasyahan na ni Papa at ng kasosyo ni Tita Eleanor –ang bagong asawa ni Papa - sa business na ipakilala ako sa lalaking anak nito. Papa is a disciple of politics while Tita Eleanor is a descendant of business. Parehong busy pero madalas ko silang nakikita na magkasama, unlike his relationship with my mom.

Hanggang sa sinagot ko na nga siya. "Oh, so that boy is here." saad ni Papa habang Nakataas ang kilay. "Papa!" Saway ko sa kanya. Dad doesn't want me to have a boyfriend because I'm too young for that. Pero anong magagawa ko eh gusto ko talaga si Khael at hindi lang iyon basta pagkagusto. I really love him. Kahit ako ay hindi kaylan man naisip na darating ang panahong magmamahal ako sa murang edad.

"Stinky Papa! Stinky Papa!" Chloe and Chris stood and watched with their adorable faces. They looked slightly frightened by Papa's soccer skills. "Ah! I don't want to play anymore!" Chloe immediately rushed to Mama's side and hugged her legs. "It's fine. It's fine…" Anne held Chloe's hand and walked toward Charlie, who was still bawling. "Charlie, does your head hurt? Let me have a look." "I don't want Papa anymore!" Charlie got on his feet and was very angry. "Papa is not my Papa anymore!"

Hindi madaling ipaglaban ang tama kasi ang tama, hindi laging malakas ang boses. Minsan, bulong lang siya sa gitna ng sigawan ng mga taong mas may kapangyarihan, at kami? Maliit lang, parang liwanag ng kandila sa gitna ng malawak na dilim. “Confirmed ang coordination,” sabi ni Papa habang inaayos ang documents sa mesa.

Could it be…' ~~~~ "Senior. I mean…p-pa…p-pa," Hulyo stammered. "How dare you marry and impregnate my child. You can't even call me papa!" Don Vandolf said irritably. "If you can't accept me as your father-in-law, file for a divorce!" He looked out the window of the car. Hulyo tearfully looked at his father-in-law from the rearview mirror. "Thank you very much for accepting me as your son-in-law...PAPA," he said boldly.

Theo whispered. “I’m drinking.” “You’re holding that glass like you want to strangle it.” “If you don’t shut up, I’m moving.” “To where? Delano’s lap?” “Don’t tempt me.” Papá tapped his glass once with the tip of his knife, bringing the volume down from festival to regular large family. “Bueno,” he said. “Before the food gets cold and the children decide butter is a toy, let’s eat.” “I don’t play with butter,” Max said quickly.

"But how about you?" "I will be fine." "But Mama. I don't want to stay here anymore. I was so scared last night. What if he'll hurt you again? We need to escape from here. Who is my Papa? Maybe we can ask for help from Papa's relatives or help from the police? I heard that bad guy say my Papa's name is Zachary ." "Yes, your Papa is Zachary, Zachary Anderson ." "Zachary Anderson? The son of Zoren Anderson, the owner of Anderson corporation?"