Taboo Tagalog Novels & Stories

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

"Bakit na iinggit ka ba? You want me to call you stupid like your cousin?" Aba! Ini-english na naman ako ah Teka nga at ng masampolan ng pang malakasang english. "Call me stupid and papansin at least hindi ako katulad mong nag set up ng engagement party pero hindi naman pinakasalan tssk." Nanlaki ang mga mata niya at naiatras pa ang isang paa dahil sa gulat. "Sinong tanga?" Kinanta ko na may tono ng sa Dora the Explorer

Megan Vee: Eh Megan Vee: I have school again in a few days so comme ci comme ca Logan dela Vega: uhhhh Megan Vee: it’s French Logan dela Vega: IM not Megan Vee: Means so, so 50/50 Megan Vee: knucklehead hahahaha Logan dela Vega: oy may honors kaya ako56 Megan Vee: okay Megan Vee: so?????? Logan dela Vega: gago ka57 Megan Vee: hahahahahahahahaa Megan Vee: So what are you planning to do while the Enchanted trip is pending? Logan dela Vega: Chill Logan dela Vega: say hi to the kambing58 that passes by the back of our house Megan Vee: WOW PROBINSYA59! Logan dela Vega: Probinsya naman talaga60 hahaha

"I'm really sorry.. I guess I'm really an unlucky person. I guess I am the incarnation of death itself.." Bawal siguro akong magmahal o mamuhay ng normal. Bawal mapalapit sa kung sino man. Dahil lahat ng taong napapalapit sa akin, biglang nawawala. Lahat sila iniiwan ako. "It is you driving them to their end by crossing the line. You know that you can't touch them if you don't have special connection. It is not my fault if you keep losing them because you keep breaking the Taboo!"

thanks to her for saving me that day. ********** A/N: 'Tangina' is a curse word usually used by Filipinos to express anger or any other emotion. A common term nowadays and is used to sound punk and cool in the Philippines. It originally meant "a bitch mother" if translated verbally. The male lead of the story here is a mafioso or gangster, so the word suits him as an expression. It is a vulgar cuss word in the Philippines that could be associated with words like fuck, shit, bitch, and other curse words.

I was gazing at it when Tabi suddenly cried so loud, I instantly stood up and tried to give her an abreast fee but she’s not stopping, I urged her to put her to sleep again but her crying only got worse. And when I look at her face, I just felt that something is wrong with her, real tears are falling from her eyes, that’s why I feel fear and shout, “ERILLE !!!!!” I shouted and tried to calm her down. But it keeps getting worst, pumasok si Erille sa kwarto ko ng paika-ika at agad akong tinanong, “Anong nangyayari?” tanong niya at tinignan si Tabi. “She’s crying non-stop, I think somethings wrong with her” I whisper, and when Rie looked at Tabi she shouted.

Pero ang salitang nakaukit sa punong 'to ay simbolo ng pagkakaibigan naming binuo ng nakalipas na ilang taon. *Flashback* "Paaaa. Pasan mo 'ko. Please" paglalambig ko kay Papa habang binabaybay namin ang malawak na kagubatan. Naisipan kasi nila Mama na pumunta kami sa probinsya nila. At ngayon kasama ang mga kamag-anak ko ay papunta kami sa isang ilog na nasa dulo ng gubat. "Sabihan mo muna si Papa ng Iloveyou." masayang wika ni Papa saka lumuhod sa harapan ko.

malimit kong tanong sa sarili ko May nakita akong bote na base sa mukha nito ay parang pabango. “Uhooh! Uhoooh! Anong klaseng pabango ito?” Nauubo kong tanong habang tinitingnan ang nakasulat sa bote, “MO-U-TH- W-A-SH? Pagba baybay ko. “Ano kaya ito? Ano ibig sabihin ng MOUTHWASH?” Nalilito kong tanong.

babe, I am not in support of this situation but you saw it coming. you saw how he treated people below his social class. what made you think you are any different? even if you are, does the same occur to your family? you should know that you will have issues of indifference." "so now, it's my fault, huh?" "I am not blaming you girl! there is no guide in living in this world. we are just making decisions and if it turns out bad, we learn from our mistakes. all I am saying is that what you have is beautiful.

Only a few of them understood the language and sadly, only Bon and the chief parent could speak it well. As I walked toward 'Nana's' hut, I noticed that everyone was staring at me. I realized maybe it was because my clothes were different from theirs and they were from the mountains and were not used to seeing people like me. "We're not bad people, don't worry," Bon said and gave me a simple smile. Because I was still worried about Jack’s condition I wasn’t able to reciprocate it. So I just gave him a small nod and kept silent. Soon, I finally reached the hut where their village chief resided. They called her Nana. She was a 94-year-old woman who had ornaments all over her body and tattoos t