The Secret Saturdays Mga Nobela at Kwento

Hello, thank you for taking the time out of your day to read my book. Update days will be Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Saturdays. This is a slow burn romance and expected to a longer book than what I usually write. I hope you enjoy it! ~Jilguera ******

Ruth was crying miserably on the other side of the line. "Sabrina, hurry and come save me please." "Don't cry, Ruth. Tell me the address and I'll head over right away to get you," Sabrina said immediately. "It's a secret hostel in the slum area, you lived here six years ago. They told me it's just a secret hostel when it actually is filled with people specializing in trafficking. They said they are going to sell me off to some old man, and he is going to be here in an hour."

Because today was a Saturday, Abigail did not have to wake up as early as she usually does on weekdays. Saturdays were for catching up with sleep; she woke up when it was almost nine. After doing a couple of lazy stretches, She proceeded to use the bathroom. A smile found its way to Abby's lips when she remembered her yesterday’s outing with Liam. She had really enjoyed herself. After she talked about the twins, they ordered some food and had conversations in between.

Mara June. A Saturday. The park near Kensington Academy. Nothing scheduled. Nothing due. I noticed that absence, the way I had been noticing it for the past several months, with the recognition of someone who had spent fourteen months of Saturdays tracking filings and deadlines and the next move in a sustained campaign, and who had arrived, without ceremony, at Saturdays that were what they were.

She puts the phone away and reaches across the table for my hand. "I want normal." "We'll get there." "I believe you." Later that night, after Sandra leaves, I return to my office to finish reviewing tomorrow's meetings. My laptop chimes. A new email. No sender name or subject. Only one sentence inside. WE KNOW YOUR NEXT SECRET. I read it twice, then a third time. For the first time in weeks, I don't think this is about ruining my reputation anymore. I think someone is preparing for something much worse.

The secretary forced out a smile at them again as her eyes locked with Sadiqah’s sister’s. They have been sitting at the reception room for over one hour… “He has some visitors.” The secretary explained and they both know they had to wait and they did wait and it is been over an hour that they have been waiting. “Just be patient.” Her sister had told her. Some few minutes later, the door opened and they heard some laughter and the guests came out; it was Aziza, Musadiq with Hibah in his hands.

The kind of place you can't catch me dead in, somewhere you are sure to find satanic rituals it's somewhere in a creepy house. The kind of place where mailboxes with family names in cursive writing are placed and lawns are adorned with plastic flamingos. Kids riding bicycles in the streets, laughing and playing, yet this gloomy cloud hung in the air, winds blew almost perfectly and everyone seemed to be chatty and cherry with each other. Strangers passing by said hello to each other and smoke from a barbecue filled the air as Kira and I drove past the busy streets. During the drive, Kira and I didn't talk much, Something happened to us in that little hideout, something we still both felt.

Isabella looked down at it confused, "what's wrong with it?" "Let me show you," Francesca said, her hand still outstretched. She took it from Bella and brought out another cosmetic product, "Silas Shea listened to me when I told him about my worry about someone playing tricks and switching our product. So there is a little S logo at the base of every one of our products. See here." she showed her the other product, then showed her the face cream tub, and truly, Isabella did not see the trademark Logo.

A little girl who was about to reach '10' in 5 hours was so happy, cause her dad is going to give her a wonderful birthday gift and to say he has promised her to throw a huge birthday party along with her school friends but she doubts her father's ability as to how he is going to keep his promise because tomorrow is Saturday and she had attended her today class already.

Andrew said chuckling. "Andrew I want you not to mention that ever again!" Aden looked flustered. "What are they talking about?" I asked Issac. "Issac don't you dare tell her!!" Aden said. "But I wanna know!! Come on! No secrets from me remember?" "Yep she's right! Sabrina we'll tell you!" Chen said and all of them excitedly came near me to tell the embarrassing tale of their brother. "So what happened was.." Andrew started. "Issac runs a Charity event every year which includes organising parties and celebrations like Christmas for homeless children." Wow! How come I never knew about that!?