Twist Turns Mga Nobela at Kwento

After I left the emergency department, I felt an agonizing pain in my stomach like someone stabbed me and twisted the knife. I developed pancreatitis around the same time in my previous life. At that time, I called Joshua, who was on shift. He immediately came home and drove me to the hospital. During his short absence from work, his first love, Jackie, picked up a patient on his behalf. She met a car accident on the trip and tragically passed away. Later, Joshua learned that Jackie had made the sacrifice of sleeping with the hospital director to get Joshua's penalty retracted. The day after, the hospital indeed retracted its penalty on Joshua.

“You’re not wearing panties.” “You said there was a part two…” She grinned at Andres. Lust flickered in his eyes, like she had flipped a switch. Andres went on top of her, careful not to put his full weight on her. And the night stretched on—soft, slow, and full of everything they didn’t need to say.

Nice to see I'm setting trends but at least give me credit for it. Three years in, and she was still stuck at the bottom because of her petty behavior. Tobias's room was unlocked when I knocked, suggesting he might be waiting for me. I opened the door quietly, momentarily stunned as my blue eyes met his piercing grey ones. He was breathtakingly gorgeous. I could have blamed it on the liquor, but he was a well-crafted specimen: neatly trimmed beard, dark curly hair, chiseled jawline, and long lashes fluttering at me as I quickly switched to work mode.

Was she turning into something? "Ah sht!" she groaned when a sudden pain hit her head. She also has the courage to puke, her insides twitching. "Huh? Erin?" "What's happening?" "Watch out!" The three of them panicked and hurriedly went to her side, catching her small frame in their extended arms. Erin falls on them, holding her head and clutching her hair tightly as she can so the growing pain would stop. Her other hand grips on the fabric covering her stomach as she can feel her insides twisting again. Something inside her wants to get out.

he entered the restaurant and sat down close to the window so he could enjoy the view presented outside. Once settled in, a waitress with blonde hair and blue eyes approached Eric who at the time was browsing through his phone responding to messages which seemingly came pouring in. "Hello sir" greeted the waitress "can I get you something to drink?" Eric lifted his eyes off his phone for a second and his eyes met with this blonde waitress waiting to take his order with a bright smile on her face. He gazed at her for a few minutes and had forgotten she had asked a question. Oh, those blue eyes he thought to himself as he smiled back at her. Can I get you something to drink she asked again? E