Shatter Me Series Novels & Stories

matipid na sagot nito saka naglakad palabas ng pintuan pero ang mga sumunod na sinabi ni Abby sa kaniya ay bahagyang nagpahina sa mga tuhod ni Oswald. " I never dreamt marrying someone who broke my sister's heart, someone who made her believed that a happily ever after exists. I saw how she cried everynight because of you at hindi ko makalilimutan iyon," isa-isa nang nag-uunahan sa pagtulo ang mga luha ni Abbu habang binabalikan ang mga sandaling iyon ng kanyang nakaraan. " I will never forgive for your being the reason why she killed herself, Oswald".

sabi ko ngunit nagtinginan lang sila at tinawanan ako. “You’re not going anywhere, Yhzel,” nakangising sabi ni Menard. “What? Can’t you see? I’m f*cking bleeding!” sigaw ko sa kanya at akmang tatayo para lang muling mapaupo dahil sa muling pagsigid ng kirot ng tiyan ko. “Who cares?” maarteng sabi ni Sasha. “You’re going to die here soon, ayaw mo bang magkasama kayo ng anak mo sa langit?”

Ashley POV It's been three weeks since Kevyn and I broke up. Inaamin ko na hindi naging madali sa akin ang bagay na 'yon, sa araw araw na lumilipas ay pinapatay ako sa sakit pero kailangan kung maging matatag para sa sarili ko. Ang hirap na dati kasama ko siya palagi pero ngayon ay mag isa na lang ako. Pero siguro gano'n talaga ang buhay, kung hindi kayo para sa isa't isa ay gagawa ang tadhana na maghiwalay kayo even in a painful way.

“HOW DARE YOU SAY THAT THIS IS A SMALL PROBLEM? MY SISTER'S AND YOUR BROTHER'S DEATH, OUR NEPHEW'S LOST MEMORIES IS A SMALL THING? A SMALL PROBLEM?! WOW! I CAN'T BELIEVE IT BUT IT'S NOT SURPRISING. THE MIGHTY AND PERFECT MR. AVELLINO IS AN ASSHOLE. YOU HAVE THE NERVE TO INSULT ME, QUESTION MY NORMS? MY VALUES AND MY WAY OF LIVING THEN YOU'RE LIKE THIS? THAT'S... DISAPPOINTING.” Napapikit si Letitia at napaupo, nararamdaman niya na nanghihina ang kaniyang mga tuhod dahil siguro sa biglaan niyang pagsigaw. “GUSTO KO LANG MAGING MASAYA! I CAN'T HAVE THE CHILDHOOD I WANT! THE TEENAGE LIFE I WANT! I CAN'T HAVE THE LIFE I WANT! ITO NA LANG, ITO NA LANG ANG PAMBAWI KO. I WANT TO LIVE MY MARRIED LI

Ibig bang sabihin ay kasama nito si Jullie? Mahina siyang napamura sa naisip. Mukhang kailangan niyang matyagan ang mga kilos nito pagdating kay Jullie. Malakas ang pakiramdam niyang may gusto ito kay Jullie CHAPTER FOURTEEN ~PAIN~ part three

The intensity there nearly undid me. "This is what power feels like, Naomi. This is what it means to take what you want without apology. To feel without shame. To exist without fear." His fingers moved faster, and I moaned. "And this is just the beginning." I was so close. So close to falling apart completely. "Raze, I'm—I'm going to—" "I know. Let go. Let me see you fall apart." And I did. I shattered completely, crying out his name, my body shaking uncontrollably. He held me through it, his hands steady, grounding me as I came undone.

Broken Hearts. On going trauma. These are the wounds Editha Amber and Jhon Paulo carry. Will they make it? Even after the storm

Walang pagdadalawang isip naman na ikinuwento nito ang lahat ng nangyari, wala itong itinirang detalye. And it broke her heart pieces by pieces for Xyrius nang dahil sa mga nalaman niya. Nainig niyang bumuntong hininga si Seth sa kabilang linya. "Xyrius has been through a lot since you left." Napayuko siya at pinahid ang luha niya. "H-Hindi ko talaga alam... I'm sorry..."

Magulat ka, andito ako matapos mo akong hamakin, itapon at abandunahin I will be your living nightmare, Remonise. AN: Ayon, kita ko mga demanding nyong comments na UD na po otor, mga bhie. Hinahabaan ko na kasi diba nga bitin lagi, at please bare with my unexpected update since i am very busy, kung gusto nyo ng araw araw update, nasa d****e nyo makikita. Ibang story nga lang. Ibang genre din, but i am hoping that you guys will support Night Shift in D****e. Tanong ko lang, kung ipapublish ba ang Night Shift bibili ba kayo? Let's see, but now. Thank you for undying support. I love you all! 𝙭𝙤𝙭𝙤

Beautiful, but one wrong touch and it could shatter. I picked it up slowly, swirling the red liquid inside. It looked like blood under the light. Their gazes followed the movement, curious, skeptical. Then I slammed it against the edge of the table. The glass shattered in my hand, shards cutting into my palm. Blood dripped down onto the polished wood, mixing with the spilled wine. A few men gasped. One cursed under his breath. Damian’s hand twitched as if to grab mine, but I lifted it higher, showing them.