The Untamed Casting Novels & Stories

"Are you serious? There is no way that poor excuse for a human will help her!" "Why not? Kahit pa ayaw mo o ng kapatid mo, gusto ng mga Besmonte na matuloy ang kasal. Isa pa, pumayag na rin si Darius. Sinabi niyang wala ng magaganap na engagement at diretso na kasal. We already settled everything amicably, and he even told me that he would do his best to help Faustine, and overcome her trauma! Isn't he a good man?" "What?!"

] tanong ng isang reported, mukhang nasa open forum na part na yata. Zara, the famous actress, she's cute but too bad because she's an illegitimate child, I guess it's hard on her part knowing from what Zaino told me, they hate each other. It's funny how I watch them acting like a sweet happy family infront of the camera, where in fact alam ko ang tinatagong baho ng pamilya nila.

“I just received word that several sponsors are reconsidering. Apparently, they don’t like scandal mixed with seduction.” Sinamaan ko siya ng tingin. “You staged those leaks.” She tilts her head. “I protected my future.”Then she does it. She reaches up and yanks the backdrop cord. The frame collapses. A massive lighting rig swings wildly, crashing down inches from where I stood moments ago. Glass shatters. Someone screams. Chaos erupts.

I tried to control and calm it down but when the man raised his hand to touch me, my eyes started to darken. "Derek." A low voice rings in my ears. A familiar yet strange scent attacked my senses. My clouded eyes start to clear. My beast who seemed furious earlier bowed in anxiety. My heart starts to beat fast out of fear and nervousness because of his intimidating power. Funny how I feel all these kinds of things that my grandma described when you found your mate just because of fear. "Prince Castellan." The knights bowed down their heads as they cleared a path for the owner of the voice.

Saglit pa s’yang Napapikit at dinadama ang unti-unting pag-ikot ng paligid. “Ako rin besh,” sagot naman ni Angel, sabay tawa nang malakas. “Pero laban pa rin!” “Boys! Gandahan niyo naman ang pagsayaw,” hiyaw ni Angel, sabay pitik ng kaniyang daliri. Agad namang sinunod ng mga lalaki ang utos, at mas pinaghusayan pa ang bawat galaw, may pa-pirouette at slow grind pa.

Isa sa kanila ay si Angela Bautista, isang sikat na aktres sa panahong iyon. Nagkataon lang na kasalukuyan niyang pinapanood ang isang fantasy drama na pinagbidahan nito. Ginampanan ni Angela ang papel ng isang fairy—matalino, mabait, masigla, cute, banayad, at matatag. Kahit mahina ang kapangyarihan nito, puno naman ito ng sigla kaya minahal ng mga bidang karakter. Isang klasikong tambalan ang drama—isang maliwanag at masayahing babae, at isang malamig at mailap na karaniwang tao.

They look like wilted vegetables that haven't been watered in days. "Stop that, babe." Suway sa akin ni Stephanie. She's trying to take her cell phone from me to stop me from taking video of them. Natatawa na lang si Bella sa panonood sa simpleng away namun ng fiancee ko. "No, you're so cute." "Luhan, ang losyang-losyang kong tignan, stop that." Umiling. "Losyang ba ang tawag kung sabog na sabog ang kagandahan?" Banat ko kaya kinilig sya.

“Hindi ka pa talaga nakukuntento, Audra? You can get whatever you want. Pati kahinaan ng ama ko, inaabuso mo.” Napahawak ako sa aking dibdib at wala na ring ibang reaksiyon kun’di ang matawa sa kaniyang harapan. “Inaabuso? It’s not my fault I am the one they need for you,” I fired. He chuckled. “It’s like they knew every single detail of your anomalies.” He turned his head on the other side.

O sadyang mainit lang ang taong nagmamay-ari dito? Diyos ko… anong klaseng Ninong ‘to? Hindi niya kinayang hindi pagmasdan ang toned muscles nito, ang tahimik pero authoritative na kilos, at kung paano para itong eksena sa isang Calvin Klein ad — pero live. Mainit, literal at figuratively. And they expect me not to feel anything? she thought. Test of patience talaga ‘tong isla na ‘to. Temptation Island!

“Ha? Ako? Pero, Yaya, hindi naman ako invited, ‘di ba? Baka gusto niyang private lang ‘yung event.” Ngumiti si Yaya, parang alam na alam na niya ang gusto kong itago. “Anak, si Sir Sebastian pa? Kung ayaw ka niyang kasama, hindi ka niya ipagpapasuot ng ganito.” Napatingin ako sa damit. Ang ganda, simple pero elegante. Parang hindi ko kayang isuot ito dahil ayaw kong magusot. “Saka,” dagdag ni Yaya, “may make-up artist na darating. Sinabi ni Sir na ikaw daw ay aayusan.”