Torn Novels & Stories

' yan ang tanong ko sa sarili ko. May nakadagan sa akin na braso kaya nanlaki ang mata ko at agad na bumangon. Masakit ang boung katawan ko at may mantsa ng dugo sa cover. Napatakip ako sa bibig at napahagulgol. 'i can't believe it' Dali-dali akong nagbihis at agad na lumabas. 'paano nagawa ni Jarred ito sa akin'

Tila ito isang babala na ibinalik na ang lahat ng pader at grid na kanilang binuwag. Kung tutuusin, naiinis si Lauren sa sarili niyang reaksyon. In her point of view, hindi naman talaga siya dapat maapektuhan ng ganito. Wala namang opisyal na namamagitan sa kanila. Walang commitment, walang label, at walang pinanghahawakang pangako. Maaring isang simpleng halik lang iyon na dala ng matinding puyat, ulan, at bugso ng impulses matapos ang mahabang gabi ng trabaho. Isang structural malfunction kumbaga.

walang prenong tanong ni Ka Tunying kay Malcolm. Malcolm stared back at Anthony Taberna, "I would confirm the allegations to be untrue, Ka Tunying, I have already got myself tested with the PDEA approved clinic, with my lawyer and my manager, Minerva Asistio, along with Maddison Berkshire and was tested Negative." he answered with confidence. Hindi ko alam kung saan nanggaling ang ganoong isyu sa kanya... Malcolm's skin doesn't have any discoloration and blemishes. It was almost flawless! Completely opposite to what drug addicts was described.

Hindi rin siya nagpakita sa akin ng mga bagay na dapat kong pagselosan. She had always been a good friend to Javier. Maybe he was with her now, venting all the things he couldn't say to me. The thought of him opening up to her, sharing his pain and frustrations, twisted something sharp in my heart. It hurt knowing he turned to someone else, even if it was just to talk. I tried to convince myself that it was just friendship, that he needed someone to lean on.

Her breath caught. There it was—just beneath her left breast—dark ink etched into her skin, H. A symbol she didn't recognize. A mark she hadn't asked for. The sight of it made her chest tighten, and before she could stop it, a single tear slipped down her cheek. Silent. Unnoticed. She knew something inside her had changed—and there was no going back.

Rosalie’s POV “Do you have to this?” naiiyak kong tanong habang pinagmamasdan si Harvick na nag-iimpake ng kanyang mga gamit. Like there was a conflict within me regarding the situation we find ourselves in. I am also torn between two lovers! I couldn’t decide! My heart was ripped apart! And I have no idea where to look for the piece of my heart that was lost when I hurt this helpless man who was changing to fit with my desires and showing me love.

“Aw!” Humalo ang impit niyang tili sa tunog ng ulan. Kasabay niyon ay dumulas ang paa niya sa madulas na cliff bago tuluyang bumagsak. Bahagyang tumama ang gilid ng noo niya sa matigas na bato. Napapikit siya sa matinding kirot. Nang hawakan niya ang gilid ng ulo, nakita niya ang manipis na bahid ng dugo sa daliri niya.

Hindi maintindihan ni Eleonor kung galit ba ang binata. Tiningnan ni Piérneu si Eleonor na inosenteng-inosente sa mga nangyayari sa kaniyang paligid. Nang makita ang kabuuan ng dalaga'y muli siyang nagsalita, "RNG's been peeving us since the wager began. You ain't gonna bet now, are you? Cause it looks like you got some business to deal with . . . " Pinasadahang muli ni Piérneu ng mahalay na titig si Wil at Eleonor habang tinatago ang kaunting ngiti na hindi naman niya kayang itago. Mas lalo lamang nitong dinepina ang kaniyang nakasusukang ugali.

“Downturn black eyes, roman nose, at medyo pale ang kulay ng manipis nitong labi. He looked rugged and dangerous. May coiled snake tattoo ito sa kanang gilid ng leeg.” Napansin niya ang sandaling paglaki ng mata ng lalaki. Kilala nito ang sinsabing lalaki sa tattoong iyon. “pero may scar siya na malapit sa mata sa kanang temple, straight line hanggang sa jaw.” Ilang minuto ay natapos na ito sa pagdrawing. “Heto ba?” Umarko paitaas ang mga kilay ni Candice. Isa lang ang masasabi niya. Magaling ang lalaki. Isa din ba itong artist?