Native Bahay Kubo Design Mga Nobela at Kwento

Si Visarius Lopez Realmondo, 20 taong gulang nang ampunin ang batang iniwan sa gate ng bahay nito, si Ashianna Lopez Realmondo. Pinangalanan, binihisan, pinakain, minahal at inalagaan. Habang lumalaki ang ampon, hindi nya hinahayaang mas mapalapit pa rito. Ngunit sadyang mapagbiro ang tadhana, dahil sa hindi inaasahang pagkakataon, tila ba sinadyang magustuhan nila ng lihim ang isa't-isa. Ang propesor ay lihim na nagkagusto sa kanyang ampon na lumaki sa kanyang piling. Habang si Ashianna naman ay lumaki sa malayong lugar para sa kanyang pag-aaral ng high school, ngunit si Vis ay madalas na bumibisita sa kanya dahil sa labis na pagmamahal at pag-aalala. Pag-aalala nga lamang ba o pagkasabik na makapiling ito araw at gabi. Naging maayos ang relasyong prinotektahan ni Professor Visarius. Ngunit ang kanilang relasyon ay naging komplikado nang malaman ng mga tao na may namamagitan sa kanila ng ampon na si Ashianna. Dahilan upang magkaroon ito ng kaso. Si Vis ay naaresto at nakulong dahil sa batas na hindi pumapayag sa relasyon ng isang guardian at adoptee. Hindi malaman ni Ashianna ang gagawin. Kung aalis ba o ipaglalaban ang pag-iibigang alam nyang kailanman ay hindi magiging tama.

Si Arabella ay isang simpleng dalagang lumaki sa probinsya na may malaking pangarap na makapagtapos ng kolehiyo. Ngunit dahil sa kahirapan ng kanilang pamilya, tila napakalayo ng pangarap na iyon para sa kanya. Sa kabila ng mga pagsubok, hindi siya nawalan ng pag-asa na balang araw ay mababago rin niya ang kanilang buhay.Isang araw, inalok siya ng kanyang tiyahin, na nagtatrabaho bilang kasambahay sa Maynila, ng isang oportunidad. Maaari siyang magtrabaho bilang kasambahay kapalit ng libreng pag-aaral at buwanang sahod. Para kay Arabella, ito na ang pagkakataong matagal niyang hinihintay kaya buong tapang niyang tinanggap ang alok.Pagdating niya sa Maynila, nakilala niya si Ethan Morales, ang mayamang binata na magiging amo niya. Sa malaking bahay ni Ethan, silang dalawa lamang ang magkasamang naninirahan. Habang lumilipas ang mga araw, unti-unting nabuo ang isang espesyal na samahan sa pagitan nila. Hanggang sa hindi namamalayan ni Ethan na nahuhulog na pala ang kanyang puso sa simpleng probinsyanang nagdala ng liwanag at saya sa kanyang buhay.Ngunit magiging sapat kaya ang pag-ibig upang pagtagpuin ang dalawang taong magkaiba ang estado sa buhay? O hahadlang ang mga pagsubok at lihim na naghihintay sa kanilang landas?"Arabella: Ang Kasambahay na Minahal ng Bilyonaryong Amo.

The world snapped back into focus, the memories of my brutal end crashing into the present. I was back—right here, right now, the exact moment Jarrold Jameson was trying to hand me that obscenely expensive purse. In my past life, he'd had a nasty fight with his precious Cindy Mayford. To make her jealous, he decided to use me as his pawn. I'd been stupid enough to love him once, but my pride had revolted. I'd refused to be a stand-in. It didn't matter. He kept engineering "accidental" run-ins, crafting one public misunderstanding after another, all to get a reaction from Cindy. I had done nothing wrong. I gained nothing. But I became Cindy's enemy. Her jealousy festered until it turned lethal. She had me kidnapped. The men she hired left my body shattered and broken. And Jarrold? He held his sobbing darling close and whispered those unforgettable words, "She got what she deserved." In the end, they stepped right over what was left of me and walked off into their picture-perfect life. Now, staring into his smug face, a cold clarity settled over me. This time, everything would be different. I snatched the handbag from his grasp. "A present for me?" I asked, my voice sweet, a sharp, calculated smile on my lips. "I love it. But just so you know, for next time… I've always preferred the classic design from her family's brand. That's the one you should be buying me."

A video proving that Zachary Groff, the fake scion, has set me up is exposed. Following that, my parents and fiancee, Leta Quinlan, stand firmly by me, offering me love and support. I hand the evidence to them, giving them full trust and authority to handle the matter. They tell me that Zachary died in a car accident after being chased out of the house, and I choose to believe them. But then, in the fifth year of my marriage, I have an unexpected encounter with Zachary, who should have already been dead. He is carrying a young girl in his arms while holding tightly onto Leta's hand. He says, "Leta, if not for you and my parents, I probably would have been locked up by Harvey Groff, that heartless man. "Thankfully, Mom and Dad destroyed the evidence and even opened a jewelry design studio for me. You even sacrificed your own marriage so that he doesn't suspect a thing. "Thank you for everything you've done these five years!" "Let's just say that I am making amends to Harvey on your behalf. I'm just glad that you and our daughter are happy and well." It turns out that the happy family, which I thought I had, is just a massive web of lies spun by my parents and Leta. My parents, my wife, and Zachary are the ones actually living happily as a family, while I am just a fool who spent the last five years being deceived. I no longer want to have love—whether familial or romantic—that is not solely mine.

Pandan Wangi Aditama Perkasa--designer lulusan Parson, The New School For Design, melamar pekerjaan sebagai OG di PT. INTI GRAHA ANUGRAH, demi sebuah misi khusus. Untuk mencari tahu siapa penghianat yang akhir-akhir ini melakukan switch dengan ADITAMA GROUP. Perusahan properti milik keluarga besarnya. Di tengah-tengah misi yang sedang dijalankannya, Denver Delacroix Bimantara--teman sekaligus musuh masa kecilnya, muncul sebagai sahabat baik sang atasan, sekaligus diduga sebagai sang penghianat. Dalam situasi yang rumit dan serba terjepit, mampukah Pandan menyelesaikan misinya? Sementara akibat kekeraskepalaan dan harga dirinya, ia kini telah berbadan dua. Bagaimana kisah mengharu biru Pandan berjuang mempertahankan kelangsungan perusahaan keluarganya? Dan bagaimana pula akhir kisah asmaranya, yang selalu saja berlabuh pada orang yang salah? "Walaupun cinta gue selalu nyasar dan tersesat di hati orang yang salah, tapi kali ini gue yakin kalau cinta gue akan berhenti di titik yang benar. Soalnya hati gue, udah gue unduh pakai aplikasi waz*." -Pandan Wangi Aditama Perkasa- "Ngapain susah-susah nyari cinta, kalau yang sudah teruji ketahanannya dari segala sisi sudah ada di depan mata? Cinta gue itu kayak batere jadul kucing hitam disambar petir. Kuat dan tahan lama. Percayalah!" -Denver Delacroix Bimantara-

“Farewell to you who never deserved the love I gave. I want you to suffer as I did, to feel the pain as if they were your own; every agonizing second of it.” I smirk as my throat stings, coughing up more blood. Tears streamed down his bloodshot eyes, a satisfaction I never expected I’d feel at my dying moments.  “N-no! I’m sorry, please . . . please don’t leave me!” he held me close to his trembling chest, his sobs reverberating through the air — the last I breathed in before I gave in to death’s arms. Or so I thought.  In a world of power and love, Morana Everette, the Luna of the Dark Moon Pack, basks in a life of perfection until fate intervenes. Her husband's true fated woman emerges, shattering her idyllic  existence and casting her aside. In a final act of sacrifice and a dying curse, she finds herself swapping bodies with her husband, and with his emotions still intact, she is forced to experience the attraction towards the girl who ruined her life. While Logan experiences the agony she once endured in her past. As deities continue to play with their destinies, emotions run high, loyalties are tested, and the cruel game of switch unfolds. Can they break free from this cycle of misery, or will they forever be bound by fate's twisted design? *** The novel is Written by Dinni Dee and By Miss Joye's Outline. The novel is copyrighted by Ideaink Six Cats.

Antonette met Lucas noong gabi ng eighteenth birthday niya at mula noon, hindi na siya naka-recover. Ninong niya ito sa binyag, pero hindi na 'yon ang tumatak sa isip niya. The way he looked at her that night. The way he smiled, like he saw something she didn’t even know she had. Pati ‘yung pagkakasabi niya na ang ganda niya sa suot niyang dress, tumatak sa utak niya. His deep voice. His body under that sleek black suit. Lahat ng ‘yon, hindi niya makalimutan kahit limang taon na ang lumipas. Matagal siyang nagkunwaring okay lang. She tried to forget. Pero sa bawat saglit na naaalala niya si Lucas, may apoy na nabubuhay sa loob niya. She wanted him. Badly. Lagi niya itong napapanaginipan, hinahawakan siya nito sa paraan na hindi niya kailanman aaminin sa iba. Pero panaginip lang lahat. At bawat paggising niya ay punong-puno siya ng frustration. Then dumating ang chance. Umalis ang parents niya for a six-month business trip at sa bahay ni Lucas siya pansamantalang tumira. Her Ninong. The man she had no right to want but couldn’t stop thinking about. This time ay hindi na siya uurong. She was going to seduce Lucas. Kahit gaano pa kamali iyon. Kahit may kapalit. And she won’t stop until her Ninong is hers.

“How far are you willing to go… for a forbidden love?” Akala ni Jenesis Apolonia Capistrano, kaya niyang tiisin ang lahat, isa na roon ang pagiging manugang sa isang pamilyang hindi siya kailanman tinanggap. Sa loob ng marangyang bahay na iyon, wala siyang boses. Wala siyang kakampi. Bawat galaw niya, may mali. Bawat araw, pakiramdam niya ay unti-unti siyang nauubos. At ang asawa niya? Nandiyan lang pero hindi niya kailanman naging sandalan. Hanggang sa may isang pares ng mata na nagsimulang tumingin sa kanya… nang higit sa dapat. Si Raoul Alistair Rodriguez. Ang panganay na kapatid ng asawa niya. The cold, dominant, and dangerously in control brother-in-law of hers. Isang lalaking dapat niyang iwasan. Isang lalaking hindi niya dapat iniisip. Pero sa gitna ng sakit at pag-iisa, si Raoul ang naging pahinga niya …and also her greatest temptation. Sa bawat titig, sa bawat paglapit, unti-unting nabubura ang mga hangganan na pilit niyang pinanghahawakan. Mali iyon. Pinagbabawal. Malaking kasalanan. Pero nang hawakan siya ni Raoul, doon niya napagtanto, not every sin feels wrong. Dahil minsan, ang pinakamasarap na pakiramdam… ay yung alam mong hindi dapat. At kapag puso na ang kumilos, kahit mali... nagiging tama. Now, will Jenesis choose to walk away from Raoul's touch… or let herself fall into a love that could ruin her?

After my girlfriend returns from a month-long business trip with her first love, she notices that I've changed. She sides with him to take over my project, but I don't quit in anger. Instead, I throw myself into helping him, even drafting proposals for him. She destroys the design I worked so hard on to help him snag the year-end bonus, yet I don't try to defend myself. I take all the blame and let her punish me however she likes. Even when she goes as far as to promote him to general manager against the rules, I don't get upset. I hand over all my shares, letting her distribute them as she wishes. My girlfriend wonders why I've suddenly become so submissive, while her first love just grins smugly. "See? I told you—giving him the cold shoulder works. Once he's afraid of losing you, he'll fall in line," he says. It clicks for my girlfriend. She smiles, tells me I've been good, and offers me a promotion. Then, she unexpectedly asks me to propose. But she doesn't seem to realize that while we weren't speaking, she has already signed my resignation papers. And I've already broken up with her. From this moment on, I sever all ties with her, and we no longer have anything to do with each other.

By the time I got home from my business trip, it was already past midnight—and my husband wasn't there. A woman's blouse lay on the sofa. It wasn't mine. I called him. He said he was working late at the office. I didn't bother with pretense. "Whose blouse is on the sofa?" His tone was light and casual. "Who else would it be? It's obviously a gift for you. Try it on." Suspicious, I picked it up and held it against myself. The blouse was clearly one size too small. "Honey, this is a size S. I always wear M." My husband owns a clothing company. He handles all my clothes. He's even used my measurements to design women's wear. There's no way he doesn't know my size. On the phone, he froze for half a second, then spoke as if piecing something together. "This is a new women's line I'm launching. I ordered custom pieces for you and my sister. I must've grabbed the wrong one. I'll switch it tomorrow." A moment later, his voice softened with exhaustion. "Babe, you've been gone for days. Without you, I feel so tired… I miss you so much…" It was already late into the night. Hearing him sound vulnerable—something he rarely did—made my chest tighten. I blamed myself for overthinking. But the moment I hung up, realization struck. His sister has the same build as me. She always wears size M.