Tante Gila Novels & Stories

"My name is Gilga, I am Verag's mate." Germaine understood immediately who the woman that had shooed her earlier on was. "Let me guess, Fairchild is your mother?" "Yes, she is, and you are an outsider." Gilga said matter of fact. Germaine tensed, but before she could reply, Verag materialized beside her. "You will apologize immediately, Gilga, that is no way to speak to our guest." "She may be your guest, Verag, but she is not mine, and she is still an outsider."

(mula sa Brix ang Rex, at J sa Jose) "Dude, maaga akong aalis mamaya tutal tapos ko naman na ang mga eksena ko. May imimeetup kasi ako." ani Gil nang makabalik na siya sa kinarorooonan nila. Hindi nila kilala ang kanyang girlfriend, at lalong hindi nila alam na meron siya nun.

Fred said to everyone. " Tania , where is madam's tent ." Gilbert ask Tania that still a bit shocked to see his master ,his father and the man she adores in the camp right now . " Here , I will take my things so master can stay with madam ." Tania said quickly as she walk into the tent and pack her things into her bagpack.

I pinched the bridge of my nose with my right hand. Charlotte's eyebrows furrowed, as she stared at me with a concerned look. "Another Mafia Clan?" She asks. "Yeah. It's not the Dreugans, it's another Mafia Clan—an even bigger and powerful clan," I replied. "Have you found out why they've been acting up?" She asks. I shook my head as a response. "No."

A curated mask of confidence. And he wore no gloves—revealing the tattoo behind his thumb: C-73. Chaewon’s stomach clenched. “Target confirmed,” she whispered into her comm. “Clone Seventy-Three is live.” __THE FIRST DANCE — CHAOS IN SLOW MOTION__ The orchestra swelled, and suddenly, a slow waltz claimed the room. Couples began to pair. To her left, an ambassador’s wife leaned into a Russian heir. A Brazilian tech mogul twirled a masked girl half his age.

I mentally facepalm. "Angela?" our moments suddenly cut off after someone called her name. I turned my gaze to where the voice came from and right there...I see a woman standing in our direction. She looks around twenty-three to twenty-seven, good physic, has honey tanned skin, short black hair, and indeed has a beautiful face. She was looking at us, curiosity was evident on her face. "Bel! Come here!" Angela spoke excitedly to the woman named Bel. Angela put three glasses and juice in the jar on the wooden table. Bel immediately approached our direction.

"I was just stunned." "Hahaha! I know. She's a great beauty, and who would not be stunned to see her?" Mr Gil laughed in-joke, but the woman simply spoke for herself. "Uncle, you don't need to speak like that to me. I will be embarrassed." "But you are a great woman." Mr Gil smiled and looked at Caleb, whose eyes again fell on the woman. "Mr Caleb, let me introduce my niece, Tia Sheng. She works in the same company as us. She is a brilliant businesswoman and is praised by everyone."

“Marry me Giselle.” He breathes into my neck. “I can't, you belong to another Romero.” I whisper. Giselle Gilmore, a girl whose past has been turned upside down in a life of crime and violence gets involved with Romero De La Rosa, the most feared and powerful Mafia Lord and becomes too attached to his daughter Lauryn De La Rosa. When she gets a chance to reunite with the family, a long time family alliance made with another Mafia family engaging Romero De La Rosa to another woman in marriage appears and any bridge of the arrangement will lead to the biggest war ever witnessed in the underworld. Will Romero De La Rosa bend backwards to the underworld rule or will he fight for his love.

Garamba is released from being frozen in one place and she falls down to breathe. “Mukura, she looks like you, Genteel!” she turns to look at Mukura, “You were always my mother’s favourite creation!” “Thank you, young goddess!” she declares her gratitude. “Do not be so formal with me, Genteel! After all, I am younger than you.” Getting up off the ground Garamba shoots a question, “Who are you?” “Ohh yes, I said I would attend to you after! My name is Trey Zolahan!”

They had spaghetti, fruit salad, and a cake with a candle shaped 18 on it. Ellaine was forced to speak just to break the awkward silence, “Auntie, a while ago I met a strange woman. Her name is Margarette.” “Margarette? I don’t know a woman named Margarette living in the neighborhood.” “Maybe that’s because she’s living near the city proper. She has this shop selling weird stuffs as well.” Ellaine was not interested in eating her spaghetti anymore. She was merely poking it with her fork. “What kind of weird stuffs?”