Maria Makiling Novels & Stories

I want to strangle my neck right now. "Ang maldita talaga ni Marina! Kagigil sya! Isang spoiled brat. Kahit sino na lang binu-bully. I can’t believe she's a noblewoman, kahit 100 percent elegante sya, zero parin sa manners. Kahit ang kanyang maid inaaway nya, mas bagay pa si Gina maging noblewoman kaysa sa kanya," Mary said in a disappointed tone na may halong matinding gigil. Bakit puro hate comments nalang ang naririnig ko tungkol kay Lady Marina? Ganyan ba talaga sya kasama? I think everyone hates her to the moon and back.

“Eli, for the love of God...” “Don't put God in this, Oli. The poor guy must be horrified by the things you two have made Him watch...” “Elizabeth Marian Mills!” Exclaimed Olivia embarrassed “Stop saying those things.” I couldn't help laughing at the impudence with which one spoke and the shame the other one showed. “See? Mark laughs. So naughty!” she got up still laughing “I'm leaving, Paul is waiting for me to eat.” The moment we were alone, I was thrown back, hitting my head with the sofa’s armrest as I was kissed with sensual devotion.

I walked to the driver and smiled. “Caren Inc please” I slipped into the car and he drove off. Caren Inc was a large office building, it wasn’t so popular but I already felt a homy feeling around it. I stepped out of the car and walked into the building. I headed straight for the receptionist, a tall blonde woman with huge spectacles. Her tag said Mrs. Helen Mayer. “hey, I’m Camila Santiago and I applied for a job here” she glanced through some files and smiles.

Malaika explained. “Contaminated water…” Nakata nodded. “Aside from traditional healing, I’m practicing Aigavan. I can’t promise anything, but I will do my best to purify their water.” Malaika laughed in relief. “You’re exactly what we need. Will you come with us?” “Of course! It’s a great honor to serve the princess of Hala and soon to be the Governess of the Island of Virina.” Nakata looked so proud that her pale face blushed. “Let me get the medicines we need.”

Rita said, simply and calmly. "Let me make something clear to you, Miss Bethany Madison. Makaila is nothing like you. You are just a bundle of stupidity, foolishness, fake body, bitchiness and Sultriness. Makaila on the other hand is a pretty girl with an open heart, very smart, brave and courageous girl. If you didn't know that, know it now and get it into that empty brain of yours. At least there would be something in it." Rita told her to her face and that left Bethany awestruck.

she laughed. “But I loved you, I did everything you wanted, I even fought my father for you…you were the lady with Allen in the club,” I cried. “How could you?” “I am sorry…” she said, her voice dripping in mockery. “I was ahead of you, did you think that you could dump me after giving you a son?” Allen moved the phone away. “Mike, I really wanted you to see me take over The Rodriguez's group, but Maria is just being a bitch right now…and you are not cooperating, I can't let you destroy all my years of efforts…Goodnight Mike,” he said cutting the call.

Ophelia Maine's POV Ophelia Maine—the queen of the stage, myself was known for my excessive beauty. Upon marrying a man who's quite famous, I even gained more attention from the media. But truly.. no one has ever wondered why such a queen would be a narcissist, and obsessed with fame, except for my lovely daughter. "Mommy, why do you like attention so much?" A cute, little 7 year old Charlotte Maine asked. We were currently in my room, about to go to bed when my darling suddenly asked me that question.

“Claudia…” “I don’t want to live through this pain anymore, Mario.” She said, stopping him. “I am tired of living in fear because of the mistake that I made. I chose to marry him, and I know now that it is the worst thing that I could have done to myself, but how was I to know that he was going to be the monster that he is? I didn’t think that he was…”

In the palace… “…It is our sincerest regret that we were not able to reveal what had happened many years ago since this involves Miss Marie Sieran, our former Malacañang scholar and the eldest daughter of our loyal Malacañang chef and helper, Mr. and Mrs. Lan and Len Sieran. We believe there is always room for improvement in every lesson, in every failure, and in everything. In this case, after a thorough investigation and analysis of the evidence, the truth needs to be revealed. We were aware that some of you might be shocked by what we will say, but we believe this is for the best of everyone. Her parents, relatives, and friends woke up at 3:00 a.m. on Friday so that Marie, her friends, an

Gosh, my mother is going to kill me when she finds out. I couldn’t go too far as I bumped into something hard and nearly fell on the ground. Someone grabbed me then held me up. I looked up and found myself looking into a pair of piercing grey eyes that belonged to none other than Logan Hill. “Marina? What are you doing here? Why are you running?” he asked. He looked at my distraught face. His eyes narrowed. “Um…well…I’m on a date,” I stammered. “Is that right?” he asked and stared at me intently. “So, where is your date?”