Paraluman Novels & Stories

My father suggested and I nodded in agreement. Look at us working together. Couples goals or what! With the remaining energy in my body, I sent a continuous purple blast of light toward the bridge, aiming at its center. My father was next, a jet black beam being sent to the same point I had hit. Then Alina joined, a blood-red blast hitting the same point again.

Dahan dahan siyang naglakad at sumandal sa gilid nito. Where on earth am I? I mean. They speak tagalog and looks like Filipinos so I guess, I'm still in the Philippines right? Somewhere na parang alam kong napaka-pamilyar. Oh my god, Manila? This is Manila right? Parang pamilyar yung mga buildings na nakatayo dito. So that means, Pasig river 'to tama? And this brigde.. MacArthur Bridge? Uhm no. Santa Cruz bridge yung nakalagay. How the hell—

FLASH BACK “i won't make you any promises Aramide, I will prove it to you, I am going to stand by your side and protect you, let's do this together, Let's help each other heal” “you don't get it. I don't want to heal” Aracely replied in a monotone voice. She watched as Adrian's features morphed into confusion as he stared back at her waiting for some kind of clarification, Aracelt wiped a tear that tried to wall and showed him her thumb which she had used to wipe her tears.

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Lucky replied. "So be it! I'll go back to my room." Adam got up and walked out of the restaurant. The man stopped short and turned around and gave Lucky another clue. "By the way, manage with a low budget," he ordered with a thin smile. "Seriously, Boss?" Lucky asked unconvinced, while Adam had walked away. Lucky was stunned by his boss's decision. "Well, who the hell are you Bianca?" Lucky mumbled. Beras Basah Island was one of the beach destination tours with white sand beds in East Kalimantan. The location was approximately three hours from the center of Samarinda. Lucky already have specifically found out and have adjusted the plan with Indira's management agendas to reach the tour desti

Lena's POV. “Hello, ma'am,” the doctor waved his left hand, and felt my pulse with his right hand. “How many fingers am I holding up?” “Can I get a name? Can you speak?” He continued, not even giving me a chance to think or respond. He suddenly stopped and pointed a little fluorescent light in my eyes. I squinted and groaned inaudibly from lying stiff for far too long. “Four, My name is Lena, and I think I can… talk,” I replied in a second, gulping as the man behind him moved closer and fixed his gaze on me.

a sympathetic brother uttered. The men were near the burnt palace premises now, following Jonah behind. There was the sound of someone coming through a partially charred door. It was kept ajar. A young man strode out from it. He stood a few yards away from the men. He was difficult to identify; for his face was partly covered in blood. When he came close, the men cringed in fright, for he wore a skirt of bearskin like theirs. From his belly to his head was bare save for the blood that covered his face, and he had in his right hand, a glittering sword, which he held upward, keeping its sharpest tip above his head. With his left hand, he held a man’s head which had been cut off from the body.

I asked him. “Marquess Ilca Noarem Usain Sloven?” dad asked. That’s quite a long name for a single person or demon. “Who is that?” I confusedly asked. “This man,” he said, then he showed me a picture of the demon that he’s talking about in the air and it was Minus. “That’s him,” I said. “So he also went to your world,” he said. “I think so, and he destroyed quite a few properties in our world and I dealt with him,” I told him.

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Y E A R 2006, T W E N T Y-S E V E N T H O F O C T O B E R T R I A L C O U R T “We jury, in the case of The Republic of the Philippines versus Aleja Montevallo find the defendant guilty beyond reasonable doubt for the crime of parricide." The clerk of court’s voice echoed within the walls of the regional trial court.