Surrogate Tagalog Novels & Stories

“I thought you might need some nutrients after the hard exercise. I will just drop this here and excuse you.” I didn’t bother to look at them twice before scurrying out of the court. Diego called back at me, but i didn’t wait and hastened my steps. Of what use would his calling be? What would he be explaining when he is only saying the truth. After all i am just a surrogate and nothing more. Its not like i ever thought myself to be more than that. Why then does my chest ache?

Slick marble stairs, covered with an expensive Persian rug. "Julia, please, I'm pregnant..." "With MY child!" Her eyes flashed with a mad light. "Maybe... maybe I don't need a surrogate after all!" Her foot shot out. My world tilted. Time stopped. I saw the vicious satisfaction in her eyes as her lips formed two words: "Goodbye, vessel." Then I was falling, tumbling down the stairs. A sharp, ripping pain tore through my belly. I couldn't get air. Then, a warm gush down my legs.

Audrey just fell silent with her hands clenched tightly at this time beside her body. Realizing Audrey was completely defeated at this point, Lidya then chuckled. "Oh my God, Audrey, you are such a fool. How can you be sure you're going to marry Nicky if his family doesn't even know where you came from." "I'm not the old Audrey. The Audrey you made into a surrogate mother died a few years ago, killed by her parents." Hearing Audrey's bold words made Bryan furious.

What matters is that I am one minor inconvenience away from crying on this very expensive‑looking floor. “Let’s get you started,” he continued. “We’ll run your vitals, do a quick exam, and then I’ll walk you through the medical side of the surrogacy process.” He gestured for me to follow him. I did. Like a duckling imprinting on the first warm thing it sees — though the face of a dangerous vulture still haunted my mind. Beth walked behind us, whispering, “Please, please, please don’t say anything else.” I whispered back, “I make no promises.”

Everyone lives. “And if I refuse?” Austin smiles. It doesn’t reach his eyes. “Then I shoot you, take her anyway, and Mom buries another son. Your choice, brother.” My heart bears so fast. Angelo’s hand finds mine behind his back, squeezes once. A message I don’t understand. I wish I understood stuffs like this. Damn, “Why do you want her?” Angelo asks. “She’s just a surrogate. Doesn’t mean anything.” The words sting, heck they hurt so much even though I know he’s lying.

No opportunity was too small or insignificant. She'd worked tirelessly, juggling over eight jobs a day to pay off monstrous loans with their outrageous interest rates that multiplied every second. But now she was totally free from the shackles of debts! Hurray! It felt so surreal, too good to be true. And it was all thanks to her half-sister, Vivienne Bellerose, who had offered her the whopping sum of ten million in exchange for becoming her surrogate mother. With half of the amount as a down payment and the other half to be received after the child was born.

“You were told to stay away from the Alpha, half breed. I have a message for you now.” He raises his hand and slashes me across the face, making me cry out in pain. He’s too strong for me to fight back against. His strength is monstrous and his aura is so bloodthirsty that I can’t look past the fear and think. “I’ll take your eyes for now,” he bares his teeth at me. “And if you keep persisting, I’ll come back for your tongue.” His hands turn into claws as horror grabs me by the throat. I can’t push him back.

“I can't believe your father found his fated mate... and married someone else.” “His mate was a human.” “Yeah, so? If my fated mate was a sea slug I'd make it work.” “I'm sure you'd make her the happiest sea slug in history.” “Damn right I would,” Ethan said.

“Nothing.” Allesia was shocked to hear him say such a thing because what does he mean by nothing, then what happens to her friend after that? “Are you married?” Lorenzo was surprised to hear Allesia ask him such questions. “I am not, but I have a daughter.” The whole thing was even more complicated to Allesia at this point because why does he need a surrogate when he already has a child. “You have a daughter?” Allesia asked again just in case she heard wrongly. “Yes, is there a problem with that?”

Only one person could answer our questions now. “N-Ninang?!” Note: Ninang is the tagalog word of ‘Godmother’