Maria Makiling Novels & Stories

She easily answered it, even though she didn’t know what she wrote. Schina Louise Mallari, 22 years of age is a cheerful fourth-year college student at a prestigious school in Baguio City, Philippines. She’s a genius computer science major and a swimmer unlike any other geniuses who are cold and aloof to others, Schina is kind, bubbly, and approachable, she is also a righteous person despite her pitiful childhood. She was well-known at their university as a result of the accomplishments she had brought to their institution.

"what do you use them for?" She chuckled lightly at my dumb question "I eat them" I gave her a surprised look, she laughed again "you don't believe I eat them right?" Of course I didn't believe her, I knew she was joking with me. "Are you in a competition with Imelda Marcos?" I asked her yet again, looking at the shoes with disbelief. "Who's that?" "Imelda Marcos is the former first lady of philliphines, she was said to have owned more than 3000 pair of shoes" I explained.

“Yes, Tamia is different, and she has seen a lot of bad things in her life. She couldn’t get married because of her face, and because of that, life gave her a survival instinct. If she had gotten married too, she wouldn’t have been any different from Nazi. “Tell me about yourself too, Mom! How did you meet Dad? You were introduced to each other, weren’t you?” Sara was thoroughly enjoying the conversation. She had never had such a long talk with her mother before, and she was very happy to hear her tell stories from the past. Magdalena remembered everything. She remembered how they had decided she was old enough to marry, how they had chosen her fiancé for her. She remembered her wedding day,

Sumagot si Liel. "Buti nga sa kaniya! She'd always pester me everytime may ginagawa ako." Reklamo ni Lady Hillary, Marquis Owen's daughter. Her ability was illusion, iniisip ko nga kung minsan ba nagamit niya na sa 'min 'yang ability niya. She's beautiful. Morena, may straight na dark brown hair, ang mga mata niya'y hazel brown. "Well.. Worry no more, I guess?" Liel snapped her finger, "Oh by the way! Don't forget our grocery shopping later! I have the pass!" She lifted her hand to show the symbol na nakatatak roon.

I got bruises on it because of what happened last night. "That old man is stupid!" she hissed while shaking her head as if she was very disappointed in that man. "Big sister! Big sister!" Maymay shouted. She's my younger sister. She was approaching my direction. "Here is the pandesal you told me to bought from a bakery." she cutely said and smiled at me sweetly. Pandesal is a kind of bread. I reached for what she was carrying and bent slightly to make an eye level to her.

I was curious about one thing though, so I asked her, "Ms. Reina? The diwata you mentioned in the story. It wouldn't be Maria Sinukuan, would it?" "Actually, it is. How did you know?" she replied. "Just a wild guess. About the herbalist? Do you know what her name was?" I asked. "It was a native name if I recall correctly. Marina? Maharlika? Oh! I remember, Mahalia."

Diego whistled. "I am dating your sister" I cut him off looking at him like he was crazy. A knock sounded throughout the room earning all our heads to turn in the direction of the door. "That's everything, Wait for my update" Lorenzo finished as The door opened and in walked María. She was wearing white jeans and a dark Green long sleeve crop top. She looks beautiful as always. I swiftly stood to my feet, My eyes glued to her as she slowly but cautiously entered the room. "Baby sis got him whipped, did you see how fast man's moved then?" Diego laughed, Lorenzo and Marcel Chuckling along at his remark.

About the Author Mariss Mariano, also known as marisswrites on W*****d, is a 24-year old writer living in the province of Nueva Ecija, Philippines. She fell in love with writing at the age of 14 when she started scribbling on her big notebook about the first story she wanted to write. Two years later (2013), she found herself writing in an online platform called W*****d and that starts her career as an online writer focusing on Romance but trying to explore different genre. Mariss won The Watty Awards 2020 with her winning story Saving Serene under Young Adult category. The story is about a woman named Serene who lost her will to live because she didn’t know what she wants to do with her lif

I didn't want to chat with someone I didn't know. She seemed Asian. She had the figure of a mestiza Filipina, about the same height as me, and like Paris, she had an elite aura, clearly someone from a privileged background. "By the way, I'm Mara." She extended her hand, waiting in the air as if she wanted to shake hands with me. "Hello, I'm Mikaela. Mikaela Corpuz." I took her hand, we shook hands, and both smiled at each other. "You're Filipina, right?" she said, looking at me. I was surprised by her statement.

Marcel had kept her safe all this time. “Maria?” I asked, taking a step toward her. Aria looked at me before turning her attention to the one person who used to be my friend. “How did you get out?” “Alpha Marcel’s men let me out, they told me to go and hide. You know, I was under his protection, but it seems to me that there was a little matter that I needed to take care of first.” She said, taking a step toward me. Her eyes dropped to my stomach. She stared without shame. “You’re huge,” she muttered.