Novel & Cerita Painter Of The Night Chapter 132

Ngising ani Yezire tsaka inilagay ang dalawang palad sa likuran ng batok at sisipol-sipol na nag-patuloy sa pag-lalakad na para bang walang nangyari END OF CHAPTER 23

Sana pala tinanong ko Naramdaman kong parang natigilan din si iczeh .... ----- end of chapter 12-----

But my vision was already collapsing. Blurred shadows. Shouting. Blood. Chaos. The last thing I saw before darkness swallowed me completely— Were Adrian and Julian reaching for me at the same time? Too late. And as consciousness slipped away, I heard someone whisper: “The debt has finally been collected.” Thank you for reading. Leave a review or a rating — your thoughts fuel the next chapter. And if you want, every coin or gift you send helps me bring it to you faster!” (next chapter…)

it sounded like Blake. Now she was walking inside a room and she saw a door she pushed the door and it was a bathroom but she saw a red light so she walked towards that red light and she saw a familiar figure of a man he was sitting in the jacuzzi while his eyes were shut closed and suddenly his eyes open and he stared at her his grey eyes were beautiful more like it's glowing and she smiles. ***end of chapter****

Nang marinig niya ang malakas na pagbulalas nito ay noon niya lang nahulaan ang dahilan ng pagkataranta nito. Nakangising sumandal siya sa hamba ng pintuan ng guestroom at pinagmasdan ang lalaki. Mukhang tama nga ang hula niya kagabi nang makita niya ang painting nito na nakasabit sa bandang ulunan ng kama. Nalimutan lang ni Jim na alisin ang painting roon. Hindi talaga nito sinadya na isabit iyon doon para makita niya.

Pagkasabi nito, sinabi nang misteryoso ni Jacob, “Sa totoo lang, nakita ko talaga ang painting na ito habang naglilibot. Kaso nga lang ay hindi ito misteryoso tulad ng sinabi ko kanina. Lumabas ako kahapon, at pinigilan ako ng isang lalaki sa pasukan ng Thompson First at nagpumilit na ibenta ang painting na ito sa akin. Nanghingi lang siya ng 100 dollars para sa painting na ito. Naisip ko na maganda ang painting, at kahit na isa itong modernong obra, siguro ay mahigit 100 dollars pa rin ito. Hindi ba’t halata na ipinamimigay niya lang ito? Kaya, binili ko ito sa kanya!” Tumango nang kuntento si Charlie at sinabi, “Okay, Pa. Bilisan mo na at humanap ka ng lugar para sa painting na ito sa Call

I saw the side of his lips rose while eyeing me with a hint of amusement. I scoffed. He laughed, throwing his head back. "Right, it's the time of the month. Are you still in pain?" He wrapped his hands around me again, now he’s nuzzling my neck. Buti na lang ay tapos na ako sa pagpipinta, tinanggal ko na iyon mula sa pagkakapatong sa portable painting easel bago pinagmasdan ng buo. Umiling ako sa tanong niya. “I’m sorry... We’re supposed to head back early but we’ve got a problem with Zadkiel’s choice of beverages for tomorrow,” he explained.

" You can't escape from me" "You, I want you now" '.. I think I heard it wrong.. there's no way he meant it maybe because he was so drunk, that's impossible' Pangungumbinse pa niya sa sarili and decided to leave his room. ***end of chapter***

Dun pala naipit. Isang umaga, sabi ni Boy, "Amara, tapusin na natin yung pader." "Anong pader? Buo na ah?" " Hindi. Yung pink. Half pa rin. Simula nung kay Caleb pa, half pa rin." Totoo. Simula Chapter 1 hanggang Chapter 17, half pink pa rin yung pader. Kasi wala kaming pera pambili ng pintura. Yung aircon na binigay ni Caleb, yun lang bago.

Pagkababa pa lamang ni Sage ay agad nitong hinawakan ang dibdib. "I swear..." aniya habang humihingal. "I'm never riding with you again." Hindi ko pa rin siya pinansin. Nakatutok na ang tingin ko sa lumang bahay sa di kalayuan. Tahimik iyon at madilim tila matagal nang walang nakatira. "I think this is it," sabi ko. Tumango si Jacques habang nakatingin sa tracker. "Yeah. The signal ends here."