Novel & Cerita The Fallen Angel

natatawang tanong niya sa sarili niya nang maramdaman niyang may tumama na bala malapit sa dibdib niya. Nanlalabo ang mga mata na tumingin siya sa harapan. Alam niya na anumang oras ay mamawalan na siya ng hininga. He coughed blood and was about to close his eyes, but something happened that made his soul awaken. He saw an angel. Is that an angel? If so, she is the bravest angel he has seen. She was chastising her enemies one by one. holding a gun in her hands.

I looked at him, his eyes were now black and sparkly. "You're easily overwhelmed even when you are just thinking of kissing Salazar," he said casually. What in the hell did I just hear? "Hell? Lucifer rules Hell. He's a higher-up. He's the first fallen angel." "How can you read my mind? Are you a mind-reader? And who is this Salazar? Fuck. Are you a ghost, Hades?" "Simply because I'm Hades. Salazar is the grim reaper. Have you kissed another man besides him, Almira?" he leans down to come face to face with me. He's so tall. And charming.

Gusto niyang paibigin ko si Hunter, pakasalan at iwan bigla sa ere. He said that I can marry Hunter but I’ll have to divorce him. I choose the latter which is to runaway. Ayokong matali habang buhay sa taong hindi ko naman mahal! Gusto ko lang namang magtrabaho para sa anak ko. Para tuluyan na siyang gumaling. Nang ibaba ko ang tawag ay naghanda na ako sa pag-alis. The sun is setting. It was a beautiful scenery. The darkness is slowly eating the light until it totally fades away. The clouds and the sky itself dims into a perfect landscape.

"Stop! It really hurt, Ninong Saint. Stop! I'm sorry—ugh! Aahh!" He become a starving werewolf. He's mad dog. Halos wasakin niya ang pagkababae ko sa mga daliri't dila niya. Kinakain hanggang sa mawalan ng lasa. I was pretty normal little girl way back then. But, now... I am perfectly crazy girl. Crazy and craving for Ninong Saint touch and fuck. I am under his influence. I'm so addicted under his spell. I want more even it's really hurt too much.

Hindi ko nga lang alam na ang paghangang ‘yon ay mauuwi lang sa pagkadismaya. Emmett Kristoff Sandoval. The man who made me feel special before but, hurt me in the process. The man who fell out of love. Mali pala. He did’t fall out of love because he was never really in love with me in the first place. Everything he did and showed me were all lies. It all started with a bet. Bakit kailangang magtagpo pa ang landas naming dalawa? Bakit hindi na lang siya nanatili roon?

Alam niya ang galaw at pananalita ng isang hindi gumagawa ng kasalanan. Katulad nito’y isang anghel. Isang mapanlinlang na anghel na nagmula sa impiyerno. Malalim na napabuntunghininga ang amo. Tumayo mula sa kinauupuang silya. Napakabigat ng pakiramdam niya. Wari ay biglang naipasan sa kanyang balikat ang lahat ng problema sa mundo. Hindi matanggap ng kanyang isip at damdamin na anak ng isang criminal ang taong labis nang napalapit sa kanyang damdamin.

, hindi niya napigilang bulalas sa dalaga. “Dahil yun ang nararapat at kailangang gawin.”, wika ng dalaga at sumadaling napatitig siya dito. Yzabella does not only possess an angelic face; she is really an angel. Who doesn’t fall in love with this woman?

Kinuha na pala agad ito ni Mason, na tila hindi natutuwa at nagbigay ng malamig na tingin sa kanya. "What's wrong?" Ang boses ni Shay ay halatang nag-aalala at kahit nakatayo lang si Eys sa gilid, malinaw niyang naririnig ito. "Ang Young Lady ay nahulog at medyo malala ang oagkakabagsak niya!" Agad na tumigas ang tono ni Mason, "how did she fall?"

Wala akong balak matulog pero hindi sinasadiyang nakaidlip nanaman ako. Nagising na naman ako sa malakas na pagyugyog ng aking katawan kasabay ng isang pamilyar na boses na tumatawag sa pangalan ko. Dahan dahan kong iminulat ang aking mga mata at halos lumuwa ang mga ito ng mapagsino ang taong gumigising sa akin. Alexander is towering over me. He is now changed into a fitted white t-shirt and gray cargo shorts.

I laid my back on the chair and breathed heavily while looking at the painted ceiling of the gazebo. "It must be hypocrite, but I am actually not. There's some things that I want to change if I could, but I can't so I can only be satisfied on my situation right now." I traced the painting with my eyes. It was a painting of angels and the blue sky. It looks so real.