Novel Tagalog Love Story Novels & Stories

“This can’t be—" “You don’t love me?” “I really do, Josh. I really do. I do love you but what about my siblings, I can’t leave them like this.” “We will get them back, I promise—" She didn’t let Josh to finish his sentence. She covered her lips to Josh’s lips and give him a lovely kiss. “Let’s talk outside, maybe my siblings will wake up,” she said and guide her man to go outside. They go to the shore. The sea who witnesses their love story. The sea who witnesses how she loves the man who’s in her side now. The sea who knows her heart wants.

My throat tightened, the emotion creeping in like sunlight through clouds. “So, thank you,” I finished, looking at Ace. “For letting me steal our story and make it into something bigger. For being the reason I finally believed I could finish one.” The room broke into applause. Someone yelled, “Marry him already!” and I laughed through tears, shaking my head. Ace caught my gaze, blushing furiously, but smiling widely. In that moment, surrounded by laughter, love, and cat-themed chaos, I realized this was it. My story, our story, wasn’t just on paper anymore. It was alive.

"Ms. Manuela Iriz Ibañez, do you take Mr. Uno Juaquin Urquio to be your lawfully wedded husband, for better or for worse, in sickness and in health, until death do you part?" The priest's words hung heavy, a prelude to a life irrevocably altered. Manuela, her heart a captive bird, knew this wasn't a choice, but a desperate gamble for her brother's freedom. A chilling bargain struck with the enigmatic Uno Juaquin Urquio, a mafia boss whose icy gaze held both danger and a strange, intoxicating allure.

Just like that, tears came streaming down my cheeks. "There's so much I never told you," I choked out. I went on, "I spent two years trying to win Declan over. However, once we were together, I found out he was in love with someone else. "Her name is Beatrice Porter, and she's his first love. All those years, I'd never seen her. I kept thinking maybe I still had a chance. "Then, one day, I was cleaning up his study and accidentally knocked over a wooden sculpture on his desk. He shoved me away and told me I wasn't allowed in there anymore. That was when I noticed the name 'Beatrice' carved into the base."

Robert mallow told her about what the priest said , Jan Wilson accepted and advised him to marry a slave from Bingle nation. Isabella was a very beautiful and brave girl,she was enslaved during the ruling of Jan Jay to Jungle land. She was treated well among the slaves due to her bravery and behavior. Back to her origin, Isabella was given birth from a royal family, her mother the daughter of Sir Elevan , the king of Aritle kingdom.

*This book is a work of fiction, no persons, places, names, and events are not in any associated with actual places, names, and events. This book is made for entertainment purposes. Enjoy* It is written that you only realize how much you love something or someone when you are no longer with them, as humans once we realize this we do whatever it takes to get that thing back. Working for a prestigious company and coming from a wealthy and highly educated Family, Bryson Lawrence had everything that one needs in life.

It just really comes to the point when, they can no longer feel the love within theirselves wherein the reason why some ties are no longer existing. She was smiling from ear to ear, maybe reminiscing the moments they had with my father. How I wish my father is still alive, at this case, maybe, we are both enjoying ourselves while watching TV. "We can't blame them, for we are just human beings. We commit mistakes everyday, we are not perfect but in the things we do wrong, we learned from there. So when you love, choose the one you are sure of, the one you really love, because wherever you go, you will always choose to stay with him and appreciate every single thing about him as you both cross

As sleep crept in, Tiana realized something new. Love wasn’t just softness. It was confrontation. It was saying the hard things. It was refusing to let the other person become someone they were trying not to be. And for the first time… She knew they were building something real.

“I don’t know yet, but whatever, but anyway, Budang, I have something to tell you.” “What is it?” “I already said yes!” I said to her, pouting. “Who? You already have a boyfriend, and you only told me now, Unique, and why do you look like that? You already said yes, but your brows are furrowed. Why is that?” “Huh? That’s not what I mean. What are you talking about?” “What is it then?” She asked while we were busy melting the ice in our halo-halo. “I have a brother, Budang. The one I told you I’ll pretend to be?”

She couldn't get Griselda out of her thoughts, her childish giggles and luxurious smile which she would exchange for a million pounds of gold. " Annabelle, Annabelle, Annabelle!" Mam Jizelle's screams. " Am sorry mam" She replied stammering. " You will be when you stain my name during the bridal contest" Madam Jizelle spits out. " Bridal contest !" Annabelle opens her eyes widely, giving Madam jizelle an incredulous stare. " Yes you have been selected and will leave tonight to your new chambers" Annabelle stares at her worn-out shoes for some seconds.