Object Start Letter I Novels & Stories

Alpha Trevor's pack found a cub, a baby wolf, inside a cave near the falls. The baby's eyes was as cold as the winter and her fur is majestic brown and white. The whole pack instantly fall in love with her. That day after they found her, the Alpha took care of her. As the day pass by and her adolescence start, she necame the most majestic werewolf in the pack. She grew up fierce. Coinciding with her 18th Birthday, The round moon appeared out of season. She danced with the Alpha but suddenly both of their eyes turns into different color. They both howl and cry in front of everyone. A symbol burns both of their wrist and an old werewoman shouted, "The Alpha's mate has appeared." They all shout in joy and happiness but her identity and genealogy remained unknown. And eventually, her character may be damage. What if her true identity will bring danger in the pack? What will she do if her identity can kill the Alpha or the Pack? What if, just what if, she's the demon and werewowolf's daughter?

"If choosing the darkness is the way to be with you, then I will. It's either I'll face the same faith or I'll die in peace and let your shadows buried in the depth-down truth of my mind. I want to taste your deadly bloodline then if this is the last time." "Roses are Red, Violets are Blue Baby, I'm sorry? But I need to let you go."

I stare at her while she's bent down. "Are you deaf?" I asked her again and she didn't answer me. "Hey!" I can't stop myself from shouting at her because I think she doesn't know how to speak. Napahawak ako sa aking ulo dahil tanging pag-iyak lamang ang tanging sagot niya sa lahat ng taong ko. I rested and looked at her. "Anong pangalan mo?" I ask her in Tagalog words because maybe she's not understand me. "J-Judy p-po S-Senyorito," she answered me while she's shaking. Now I understand that she doesn't understand me if I speak English. I can't stop from smelling and thinking what punishment I should do to her. Because she's my slave at isa siya sa pagmamay-ari kong alipin.

I never believed in second chances. Not after Cynthia. She was my confidant… until death tore her from me and left this mansion echoing with ghosts. Inilibing ko na rin ang puso ko kasabay ng pakamatay ni Cynthia . She was my wife. My peace. My mistake. Then her daughter moved in. Liza. The forbidden reminder of everything I shouldn’t want—young, alive, reckless in ways her mother never was. She looks at me like she sees through the monster I’ve become. Sa tuwing ngingiti siya,  the ache in my chest returns—violent, dangerous, hungry. Every brush of her skin ignites something I can’t bury anymore. I tell myself it’s guilt. I tell myself I’m just protecting her. Pero ang totoo? I want her. Hindi bilang stepdaughter. Not as Cynthia’s child. I want her as mine—completely, ruinously, irredeemably mine. They’ll call me a sinner. A man who crossed the line. Ngunit sa tuwing tinitingnan ako ni Liza, trembling, wanting... I knew I’d already crossed it. I tell myself I’m protecting her, but each night, the lie weakens. Because when she looks at me, it isn’t fear I see—it’s want. And God help me... I want her too. This isn’t love. It’s a beautiful disaster. And I’d burn the world just to feel her breathe my name again.

Brain with beauty that's Roxanne Sanchez. She was broken hearted to her ex-boyfriend, Rex, when she found another woman besides her and caught it on bed, having sex with his woman in his apartment. She promised to herself not to fall in love again. The pain is too much! She change her hair style maging ang kanyang pananamit. She looks like a tomboy na ikinagulat ng kanyang room mate at bestfriend na si Joy. She resigned also from her secretarial job para hindi na makita muli ang mukha ng ex and find a new job. What if her new boss, Richard Cruzvov will start to court her? A stick to one and romantic man. Magagawa pa ba niyang panghawakan ang pangako sa sarili na hindi na magmamahal muli? Malalabanan kaya ng isip niya ang sinasabi ng puso niya? Bibigyan kaya niya ng pagkakataon muli ang puso niya to love again?

Navillera Sera Ibarra grew up in a wealthy family with four brothers who are all strict towards her. She is beautiful but even though she has the beauty, no one dares to court her because she is rich and too intimidating. Wanting to escape from her boring life as an heiress of their company, she runs away to an Island where no one knows her. There she met Tres Eduard Ramirez who also ran away from his life in Manila. They met in a bar that Tres owns and had a small talk. From then on, they started to see each other until Sera asked for a night with him. That night was the start of their comfort and undeniable happiness with each other’s arms. They shared each other’s agony while sharing the same bed. But as soon as they are both willing to tell their real identities, Sera’s brother finds her and asks her to come home. Two years later, they meet again not knowing that they're lives are entangled in a rivalry. The rivalry that will tame by a perfect seduction.

"When you're running away from your own shadow but it seems it's haunting you in return.." I am Helena Kelandra Morata, a typical girl at first but having a twist personality. I can be a sugar coated girl or a bad-ass bitch. I know how to play, I know how to put a trap and lure boys. But, when I found Michael, the bachelor with a rough and cold attitude, it seems that I was wrong to place those traps, cause all I can feel now is dying...of its pleasure.

"You're saying?" "I'm saying, I know you're avoiding me." She froze. "I see the way you look at me Tarah." Their eyes met. But she quickly looked away. "Look at me darling." He said huskily. He lifted her chin. She finally looked at him in his soul sucking eyes. "Are you attracted to me?" "No." She lied. TARAH What do you do when you feel things you never felt before? Feelings you never thought you would feel, towards someone you shouldn't feel that to. Feelings you should never feel towards your husband's brother. And what if it happens, he feels the same. What do you do? What do I do? How could I keep myself away from him, when we live under one roof. How can I not get attached to him, when he's all I am into. He showed me my darkest desires I never thought I had. He awakened my deepest feelings. He opened the door to my heart, and my damn legs as well. He was the greatest temptation that I failed to resist. I never thought of getting married through a contract. More so of falling in love with my husband's brother. EZEKIEL The marriage contract wasn't entirely legal, but still, a grooms valid name was needed. There was no second bastard son at all, and I couldn't come up with a name. So, I put my name on it. Making Tarah married to me. Yes. To me. She's married to me. Which she didn't know. And wouldn't know. I know she's just adopted, but I'll still mess around her, as planned. And what could I do? She's undeniably very pretty. So pretty. I wanted her attention on me. I want her. I want my wife. I want what's mine. I'll do everything to get her.

My name is Akira Sy, or rather, Akira Sy Montenegro—18 years old. Yes, I’m married to the man I love most, Kyle Xavier Montenegro. He’s a businessman—handsome, incredibly successful, and has everything. I fell in love with him when I was 16, always dreaming that one day we’d be together, and yes, my dreams came true. The next morning, I woke up to a cold sensation on my face. I opened my eyes and realized it was water, soaking my entire face. I looked up and was met with Kyle’s dark, piercing gaze. I immediately felt a wave of anxiety. “K-Kyle,” I stammered, my voice trembling. He closed his eyes tightly, as if burdened by a huge problem. “Stand up, wh*re. I’m hungry. Cook for me, NOW!” he ordered with authority, making me scramble to get up without even bothering to wipe my face or change clothes. No, we don’t sleep in the same room. He’s in the master bedroom while I stay in the guest room because he finds me disgusting. It hurts so much when those words come from him. He’s always like that. I rushed down the stairs, tying my robe as I went, heading straight to the kitchen to prepare his breakfast. Yes, I’m his secret wife. No one knows except our parents and a few friends. Since we got married, there hasn’t been a day when he didn’t remind me that he doesn’t love me. Not a day goes by without him hurting me, but it’s okay because, like I said, I love him so much that I’m willing to do anything just for him to love me back.

In a cruel twist of fate, my past and future collide. I am an intern seeking employment at Hotel De La Créme, a world-renowned hotel. As much as I wanted to work there, I had no idea my life was about to ruined by a playboy I detested... Hendrix suarez the man I hated the most, and he owns my dream hotel.