Love And War Novels & Stories

Pinisil ko ang kanyang matangos na ilong. "I LOVE YOU NGA!" kunwari naiinis na ako. "I LOVE YOU MORE" sabi niya at walang sabi-sabing hinalikan niya ako. Isang halik na nagdadala ng kasiyahan sa aking puso. Now, he is gentle kissing me, punong-puno ng pag-iingat pero halatang uhaw siya sa halik. It's time to forget everything that caused of our seperation.

Natigilan naman ang binata sa mga sigaw ng kapatid. "You should never love your enemy? Dad? About business again?! That f*cking business!" Natawa ito ng mapakla. "Did you already forgot what Mom told us?" Bumaba ang nakataas na kamay nitong may hawak na baril, bumagsak ang balikat. "Love those who deserves to be loved. Everyone has a different story to tell. Never let the emotions overpowering you to hurt the innocent one's." Natahimik ang lahat. Umangat ang mukha n'ya upang tumitig sa luhaang mata ni Xienna.

SHE was still standing at the stage, waiting for the right timing. Ngayon ang araw ng kaniyang pag popropose kay Lazaro; her boyfriend, and best friend. Some may think that her idea was absurd, pero wala siyang paki-alam, she loves Laz and she want him to be her husband. Kaya sa harap ng mga script writer, producer, director, camera man and PA's, she asked.

Pero hindi nila alam… Ang mas nanaig ngayong gabi? Love > Evil And love wins the first round.

If I married Enzo Montemayor, I wouldn’t just be choosing love. I would be choosing a war I didn’t even understand yet.

I close my eyes and let the pleasure envade my body His lips move moderately until his tongue play mine and he slide his hand on my pussy and gently rub my clit that make my body felt the electric on my body and let him envade my whole body “S-shit ej” I groan while he keep touching my clit and sucking my lower lip while I keep moaning until his little friend harden and I touch him and kiss him back I sighed and let him take away my breathe and I caress his crotch area and look at his eyes His touch make me feel so perfect, his eyes saying that he need me and I am his favorite fruit a forbidden fruit, the best fruit ever Sabi nga nila kung ano talaga ang bawal ayon ang masarap

Malamang mapapansin niya talaga iyon dahil nga kanina pa kami napapasulyap sa isa't isa. "Yeaahh!" Napatingin kami ni Charleston kay Zarrah at doon napansin kong wala si Dion sa tabi niya. Muli kaming napatingin sa stage at doon nakita namin si Dion na may hawak na mic, na tila ba kakanta. Saglit pa ay tumugtog ang banda at natigilan ako sa kantang kakantahin niya. Intro pa lang ng kanta ay biglang bumalot sa akin ang kaba. Kung hindi ako nagkakamali, kanta iyon ng Def Leppard, na When Love and Hate Collide. Minsan ko nang narinig ang kantang iyon, at pakiramdam ko ay nababalot iyon ng saya at lungkot na sadyang noon ay hindi ko maintindihan.

The turmoil, the conflict, the near-misses—it had been a tumultuous period, filled with anxiety, fear, and uncertainty. And then, there was Hope. Her presence in my life had been a catalyst for significant change, a force that had reshaped my perspective, redefined my priorities. Her love had healed my wounds, given my life meaning, filled the void that Ariadne had left behind. It was a love that was different, stronger, more profound than anything I had ever experienced.

hindi na nito natapos ang sasabihin nang biglang sumagot si Richard. "6 years ago, I was inloved with a beautiful woman. She's my first love." Huminga siya ng malalim, hinawakan ang punching bag at muling nagsalita. "I courted her and did everything just to to win her heart. I thought she's the perfect match for me." Sinuntok niya ang punching bag. "Basted ako sa kanya." ngumisi siya ay muling nagsalita. "It hurt me so much to find out that I wasn't the one she loved. Not only that. I also found out that she was already pregnant." Sinuntok niyang muli ang punching bag. "What hurt me the most was that my best friend was the one she loved and the father of the child she was carrying. I feel re

Smoke filled the air. People screamed. Gunfire echoed. And as Julian and Adrian turned toward the approaching enemy, both willing to die before letting anyone reach me— I realized the war had never truly been about power. It had always been about possession. About obsession. About love twisted into something catastrophic. And tonight— That catastrophe had finally arrived. Then the sniper's shot rang through the cathedral... and one of the brothers collapsed. Thank you for reading. Leave a review or a rating — your thoughts fuel the next chapter.