Suasana Hati Novels & Stories

Madalas na siya ay nahuhusgahan di man ng iba kundi maging ng kanyang kaanak sa isang bagay na di niya kailanman ginusto. Dito lumilitaw ang kababawan ng sangkatauhan na bumabase sa kanilang namamasid at nagbibigay ng mga konklusyong mababaw na di ginamit ang puso, nagbibigay ng pangit na hatol sa taong dumaranas nito, nauunahan ng mga nakikita ng mata at di pinaiiral ang kabutihan ng isang pag-unawa na kung mas iisipin natin ay sila ang dapat na gamutin at kaawaan dahil mas malala ang kanilang sakit, dahil wala itong pagmamahal at kung awa man, ito ay balatkayo lamang.

he held it with his two hands, horizontally, "Then I'm going to ask you questions." "Right so what's the use of the stick?" I asked, furrowing my brows. "See, if you piss me off, I'll hold the stick tight and the more you piss me off, I'll hold it tighter and tighter until it breaks." He explained, "And when it breaks then things won't be good for you, printsessa." (Princess) "You aren't even Russian." I mumbled, internally rolling my eyes. He smirked, "I see you've done your research. And yeah I know I'm not Russian but you see, they say I'm hot when I speak Russian."

She smirked, pulling me closer but I gripped her hair, scowling at her face. “Get away from me.” I pushed her away. “Oh… being loyal, aren’t we?” She teased, moving back, setting her hair. “Get lost, Angie.” I muttered, scoffing. “If it wasn’t for the war, Sapphire Goddesses would be number two and now it’s terrifying to think when the ultimate mind meets ultimate strength. You guys are the most dangerous couple on the land of Tainted Graves.” “You better stay out of our way then.” I said, moving back.

I rolled my eyes at her assumption. "When did I say I fell for her ?" I arch a brow. "You are not denying it." She teased. "I haven't fallen for her, I don't intend on ever. Just because we don't agree it doesn't mean I shouldn't have compassion." That didn't quench her sick fantasies she had played out in her head. "It starts with compassion and then ends with you giving her a baby." I immediately gulped, I didn't consider that and it didn't sound unpleasant. What the hell am I thinking ?

In what way am I not suitable for her? In this past month, Suman had been with many women in bed but none of them seem to satisfy him. Each intercourse felt delusional with Sarah’s image in his head. The image of Sarah pinned under him, bond to his bed, squirming with pleasure. A pleasure that only he is entitled to give her, as her husband. She, in his possession as his wife. But now, the image is replaced with her on Mike's lap, trembling to his touch. He is losing his sanity. Shame.

She finally speaks, her voice lower with uncertainty dripping from it. "How different?" I ask her, moving closer to her side, and Aliya says, "With Sage, there's this calmness. She makes me feel safe and around her, I want to be the better version of myself, but with Chloe: I feel reckless. I'm usually in the high spirits with her. I feel hot and I'm unable to control myself. She makes everything wild. " A smile climbs on her face at the last words and I sigh, throwing a hand over her shoulder.

FEELING AT HOME Barbara, your daughter is so pretty. Congratulations” she said. “Thank you mum, how is dad? he has not called me yet" she said with a frown, she was obviously not happy. "Your dad is fine, he sends his love" Mrs. Natalie said, she could read the expression on Barbara's face and knew she was not happy. "Your dad has you in his heart and he will call you soon" she pulled her close. "Now cheer up, okay" she tried to make Barbara smile.

Instinctively, I screamed into the phone, "Timothy, please come save me! Micah's on drugs! He's out of his mind—" Beep. The line went dead.

However, Hiya, holding the pen, began scrutinising the papers. Her delicate fingers hesitated over the pen, lingering on the papers that held the fate of her future. Her brother and sister-in-law exchanged worried glances, sensing the hesitation in her actions. The air became charged with the unspoken, and the weight of misunderstanding loomed large. Ahil on the other hand, oblivious to the turmoil within Hiya, maintained his indifferent composure. However, his mother, acutely perceptive, observed the tension in the room. The misunderstanding between Hiya's apprehensions and Ahil's detached attitude created an emotional chasm, adding to the palpable heat in the room.

Storm, Storm in my heart, can you stop scaring me hard, loom not above my head, let me be tucked cozy in my bed, All Hearts !!