Novel & Cerita Shattering Glass Movie

Nakakapanindig-balahibo! Maya-maya pa ay may naramdaman siyang mainit at malambot na bagay na lumapat sa kaniyang mga labi. She didn't know how or what to react. Ang tanging alam lang niya ay masarap ito sa pakiramdam. Hanggang sa magsimula na itong gumalaw. She didn't know if it was because of the alcohol that urged her to respond. She moved her lips with the same ferocity as that of his. Her mind was in total chaos and she can't think straight. All she knew was that this feeling was unexplainable. It's like she's on cloud nine. She feels light and it was dreamy. She even wonder if it was still the reality. Until that thing stops. She opened her eyes and she saw Gabriel smiling at her. Tila

narinig niyang bati ng isang babae malapit sa mesa nila. Hindi niya alam kung sino ang tinatawag nito sa kanilang tatlo. Ngunit hindi pa din niya iyon pinansin. Nananatili kasi ang paningin niya kay Jullie. Napahigpit ang paghawak niya sa wine glass niya ng makitang hinamplos ng lalaki ang mukha ni Jullie. Okey, what was that? Bakit nagpapahawak na lang ito ng basta sa ibang lalaki?

Ang makapal na glass wall sa likuran ng lalaki ay biglang nagkadurog-durog, at isang malaking piraso ang direktang bumagsak sa likod ng kanyang ulo! "Aray! Put—" Natigilan si Mr. Del Hamor. Kapakapa niya ang likod ng kanyang ulo at nang ibaba niya ang kamay, nanlaki ang mga mata niya sa nakitang malapot na dugo. "Dugo... may dugo!"

Then the glass beside my hand slipped from the counter. I grabbed for it on instinct. Bad idea. It shattered against my palm. Pain shot up my arm. I gasped, dropping the butter knife as blood spread across my skin. Ruin looked at my hand. “See? Things slip.” “You’re insane.” “No.” He stepped closer. “I’m what happens when rules are ignored.” The kitchen sounds came back all at once. Running water. Clinking dishes. Caelan’s voice. “Lyra?” I looked up.

Chapter 21: Crown of Ashes The Omen The fragile peace shattered like fragile glass under a sledgehammer. Carlo Curtiz's world never allowed respite— it was a perpetual battlefield, and the silence was merely the predator's breath before the strike. His phone vibrated in his iron grip, the insistent buzz drilling into the quiet like a death knell etched into bone. The screen lit his face in a ghostly pallor, casting long shadows that accentuated the sharp angles of his jaw and the cold void of his eyes.

Gaya ngayon break time na namin lalabas nanaman ako sa room na may nag aabang sa labas. Niligpit ko na lahat nang gamit ko bago ako lumabas ng classroom. Paglabas ko nang pinto ay nakita ko agad siya'ng nakasandal sa railings sa tapat nang room namin. Pinagtitinginan nang mga kababaihan. Seryoso lamang ito habang nasa malayo ang paningin.

With that, I was able to avoid his scratches like he intended. I could no longer understand what madness was happening to us right now. What I only knew was that I won't let any person, especially this man in front of me, take my life away. Ugh, wait - scratch that! Is he even considered a man? I mean look at his eyes! No human being could ever have a blank eye! Several loud explosions erupted again. The powerful force of the shockwave reverberated through the establishment, cracking up the mirrors into spider-web patterns. The already distorted images of the room became even more distorted in the shattered glass.

Itinutok ni Georginna ang baril na hawak niya sa pwesto ni Trevor. "I don't think so," Trevor said in a low voice and before Georginna pulls the trigger, the glass window crashed. The bullet from outside travels in a straight line, disarming Georginna. She groaned in pain. The impact must hurt as hell. Nigel who seems so afraid of the situation, couldn't move a muscle.

sabi ko, sabay iwas ng tingin. Agad akong tumalikod at halos nataranta sa pag-abot ng baso — only to be shocked when our hands accidentally touched. Sabay naming inabot ‘yon, but I held it first, kaya agad kong nabitawan nang maramdaman ko ang pagdampi ng balat niya sa’kin. CRASH! The sound of breaking glass echoed through the quiet kitchen. For a second, pareho kaming natigilan.

I looked at my reflection, so pale, messy, but my eyes were burning with a fire Niño probably didn't expect. I grabbed the heavy ceramic soap dispenser from the counter and, with all my remaining strength, ibinasag ko ito sa salamin. The sound was deafening in the silent house. Shards of glass flew everywhere. I didn't flinch. I reached down and picked up the largest, sharpest piece of glass I could find. It was jagged and lethal. I wrapped the base of it with a hand towel para hindi mahiwa ang palad ko. "Subukan mong pumasok dito, Niño," I whispered, clutching the glass shard tight. "I'm not the victim anymore."