Surrogate Tagalog Novels & Stories

If he doesn't want to eat, I don't care anymore. After a while he spoke, "Saan mo gustong pumunta?” (Where do you want to go?) "Can you speak Tagalog? I feel like I'm in the 18th century and you'll just speak English to me?" I said, annoyed. (Baka gusto mong magtagalog? Feel na feel kong para akong nasa 18th century tapos i-english-in mo lang ako?) He chuckled. “Kung ganoon ay saan mo ninanais pumunta, binibini? Maaari ko bang malaman?” (Where do you wish to go, my lady? May I know?) He even bowed in front of me which made me laugh.

“Whatever. Let’s go. ” 'How can she look adorable with those frowning lips?' Darn it! I must be out of my mind! Why would I find her adorable? She's a brat who treats me like a disposable toy! “Where are you taking me again? I don't remember if we agreed to go somewhere today. ” "You’ll see. Just follow my lead and don't talk too much, old corn.” "Old corn?" I raised an eyebrow at what she called me. "Matandang mais in Tagalog."

"Lexi I am so sorry are you ok?" "I am fine. Can I ask why is being cut with silver worse?" They both look at me. "Using silver on a wolf makes us heal slower. If the silver gets into our system and we can't sory it out quickly enough then we can die from it. Years ago all the wolf leaders got together and we all agreed that we would never use silver on any wolf, it became one of the biggest taboo's to do. The only one greater is to use someones mate to make them do what they want. You don't use someones mate against them as no wolf would say no."

I answered then I just feel that she's caressing my back. "It's okay, I feel you Kate." She said and I looked at her. "Katie." I corrected my name. "Sorry, I wanna call you Kate than Katie e, Kate is cuter." She said then clapped her hands with me. Looks like a kid. "Salamat." That means thank you in English, I wanna try speaking Tagalog sometimes though it's a little bit hard for me. "You are so natural Katie, your not that maarte thingy that your bashers are talking about." Oh? She know the things that my bashers always told me?

Her expression was serious and firm. “I did everything for you, Sandro. You didn’t ask for anything from me that I didn’t give. I asked for nothing in return except for one thing . . . that you give this family an heir.” After speaking, the woman hands something to Sandro. It was a golden ring. Engraved on top of it was the Dela Vega coat of arms, an image of a red lion standing proudly on a rock. Written underneath it were three latin words: Familia Supra Omnia.

she questioned when she noticed my background changed. “Yes, I’m outside. I am at the office of my hilaw na husband,” I replied in a sarcastic tone of my voice when I mentioned ‘my hilaw na husband’. I used tagalog word ‘hilaw na’ so, they won’t understand me even they can hear me. (Hilaw means fake) “I see. Is it beautiful there?” she asked again, and she took a look at my back. “Average,” I briefly answered, and I stood to go to the window to let her see the beautiful view since I am at the high floor.

"What should we do now, Gray? Your family came here. He even brought his dog and I hate to admit, but your brother enraged me badly." "I understand your raged. However, we can't do anything at the same time plan on getting rid of them. My brother and father is inseparable, they can drag us down on our owned place. Which you have to looked after Erika," I murmured. "Babysitting your surrogate? No way!" "Don't complain and stop calling her that. I introduced her as my wife and they shouldn't know she's a surrogate. My father will do anything to get rid of her," I stated.

I nodded slowly, trying to piece everything together. “Yeah. That’s why I don’t look like you guys,” he added with a smirk. So… you understand Tagalog?” I asked, curiosity creeping in. “Yeah. Fluently. Even Ilocano—my mom’s from Baguio.” “Aayatin kita,” he said smoothly, switching to another accent mid-sentence. I blinked. “Uh… what was that?” As a pure Tagalog speaker, I was clueless. He laughed, warm and teasing. “It means ‘I like you’ in Ilocano.”

Sobre na may sulat kamay ni RiaMae, pero wala ng sulat ang loob. Minasdan ni Jorge, kung saan nagmula ang sulat. May tatak iyon nang post office. At nakita niya... Province of Bohol. --- Ngayon lang naalala ni Jorge, bisaya nga pala si RiaMae. Pero kung saang bayan nang kabisayaan, hindi niya alam. Pinanghawakan ni Jorge ang nabasa sa lumang sobre. "BOHOL."

I missed something to translate. So I need a little understanding. haha. My internet was slow so the part with Tagalog wasn't translated right away. It will be available soon.