Maldita Vida Mga Nobela at Kwento

#ExposeMadamBuenavista I worked for their family for a long time. I started as a gardener until I became Madam's driver. There was an outbreak of dengue fever at that time and I desperately needed money to take my child to the hospital, so I asked her for help. She just got angry with me and didn't offer any assistance. What's worse is that she didn't pay me for the following months, which resulted in the death of my child, whom I couldn't even take to the hospital... #ExposeMadamBuenavista

Memory, do you still believe in God? - Vitaly, he always with me! - Memorable, this well-means, you not have changed! Memorable said goodbye to Vitaly and went back to his room. Memorable more and more tried on his illness. It seemed to him that it was not so bad that his world had collapsed, but now he sees the real world. Thirtieth day. You don't exist!

It was sad to think how people thought and behaved. “I only wanted to cure people. That was all I wanted all my life Samnom. To heal people. It made me happy. I did not want to be rich. I did not want to be famous. I… just… wanted… to… heal… people. That is the gift the gods gave me,” Mota said sadly. “Or maybe it is a curse.” Samnom wondered about his gift from the Elfre at Mota’s mention of the word “curse”. “So how did you end up here?”

Every word sunk into his mind "Get a life and stop interfering in my affairs with Victor…I can be very unforgiving" Vivie snapped, her eyes sharp and piercing as a blade. Mauricio had never seen her so angry "You won't marry him,m," Mauricio said, ignoring her words. "You are pathetic," Vivie said and turned to leave only to stop when Mauricio said something "I have a full video of Martha getting molested by Victor's pathetic father .." Mauricio said and walked around his desk. Vivie turned around, her expression darkened not sure what Mauricio was up to

Silence. Aureliano stares at me. He blinks. He is trying to process the words. "Maria Vitale died," he says slowly. "She died twenty years ago." "She died in a tenement!" I yell. "She died of pneumonia because she was too afraid to go to a hospital where you might find her! She died hiding from your grandfather!" I step forward. I hold the diary up like a weapon. "She didn't run away with a driver because she was a whore," I say. "She ran away because she was pregnant. Because the Patriarch ordered a hit on her unborn child."

Leland collapsed to the ground, his body twitching violently, struggling in the final throes of life. "H-How did you find my life-bound parasite?" Leland asked in disbelief. "Because I'm the bane of all broodmancers," Cassian replied with a faint smile. "I won't let you get away with this, punk!" Leland gritted his teeth, his expression filled with hatred. "Don't bother making any more empty threats. Since your life-bound parasite is dead, you're about to die soon. I do hope you can hold out for a little longer to see how your people end up dying too, though," Cassian said.

the officiator started his sentence but Maddie interrupted. “Yes I do.” She said… Cheers to my new life I guess, happiness is a trap, at least now I know that I cannot get more miserable than this… DIEGO’S POINT OF VIEW One by one I am going to destroy every one that betrayed me, one by one they will all feel my wrath. I will take a lot more than their miserable life from them, I will take away everything they have ever loved but for now I have to stay hidden. I watch from the shadow, with my hood over I watch my dear Valentina from the shadow. She and Ava are walking into a shop, it takes everything for

I thought I was used to their harsh words and their belittling stares but I was wrong because you are can never get used to evil unless you are evil. Hi, rude of me to not have introduced myself. My name is Malia Anderson and this is my story. I am a living Cinderella with no prince in sight. I am not going to bore you with the details of my life or that of my parents, which everyone says died a miserable death and of which I would not be an exception. You see I wasn't born like others. I am different. I was born weak. I am an Omega and here, being an Omega doesn't count you as being part of the living. I still do not understand why I have to go through hell all because of my wolf nature, th

Malica stared at him with anger in her eyes. Malica was a dark-skinned Mexican woman, she is the owner of the prostitution firm Alora was sold to. Malica was the mother of two girls, but her daughters passed away due to an unpleasant event where both of her daughters were brutally raped by a couple of unknown men, which attacked them. Malica is a saddest who makes a living out of young girls, forcing them to sell their bodies to men. She believes it is a way of life as she was one in the business. “He wants Alora!.” Malica finally said.

A mistake is not the end of the world. "Gli errori costano vite, e il suo costerà entrambi i vostri." Mistakes cost lives, and hers will cost both of yours, he tells me before pulling the trigger, hitting my mother with one single bullet to the back of her skull. I jump, lurching forward only a few inches as her body registers pain in her facial features.