Vampire Heart Ch 1 Novels & Stories

Ibinalik niya ang tingin sa harapan tsaka umiling The person she saw is a—GIRL with DEMONIC EYES. “Just what do you want, woman?” She whispered that only her could hear. END OF CHAPTER 15

She feels her body was heating up kaya naman ikinawit niya ang kamay sa leeg nito and Lexus stared at her and claimed her lips. ***End of chapter****

hindi ko siya titigilan hanggang sa umamin siya. “I’m a vampire,” sobrang hina ng bulong niya pero dahil hindi ako ordinaryong tao, narinig ko ’yon. Napangisi ako, sinasabi ko na nga ba. “W-What? Hyla, I can’t hear you clearly,” I pretended. “N-Nothing, I’ll just talk to you after my leave. Take care of yourself. Bye!” she ended the call. That’s explain why her scent was different. I wonder what kind of vampire is she? A rebellious? Traitor? Or half-blood? ’Yan lang naman ang pwedeng maging dahilan kung bakit hindi maganda ang amoy ng isang bampira.

_________________________ Author’s Note: The first part of this chapter was only parallel with Leandro’s flashback during Book 1: My Dark Past (Glimpse 02: Admirer or Stalker). You can go back and reread that chapter if you already forgot. But who would forget about Leandro’s insane moves while having soft drinks as his props? And who would have ever expected that Diane already liked him way back? Now, how about Liam? Will he have a broken heart? ♡

Napakamot na lang ako ng ulo ko dahil sa inasta ni Rifle at umakyat na ako sa office. //END OF CHAPTER 12//

parang natauhan si Therese nang marinig ang sinabing iyon ni Gabriel kasabay ang pagkilos ng kamay nito patungo sa kahon. “Hey!” si Uriel na maagap namang pinalo ng mahina ang kamay ng nakababata nitong kapatid. “They are mine. Hindi mo ba nakikita na pangalan ko ang nandiyan?” nakangiti pero nakita niyang mukhang seryoso ito sa sinabi. “Maybe I can have the one with a heart?” si Gabriel ulit na hindi pinansin ni Uriel na matapos ubusin ang cupcake ay saka pinirmahan ang dala at bagong bili niyang album ng Archangels.

Napahikab ako habang nakatingin sa araw na paputok na. Madaling araw nang makarating ang sinasakyan ko sa El Cosa. Wala pa akong mapupuntahan kaya naman ay dumiretso ako rito. Kumpiyansa ako na walang makakakilala sa akin dito at higit sa lahat ay hindi ako masusundan ni Lazaro. This province was never been related to me. It just happened na dinala ako rito ng isa sa mga na-escort ko at sadyang nagustuhan ko ang kapayapaan na hatid nito sa puso at isipan ko.

I was the one who started this, and I should be the one to win. I will play his heart, cheat his heart, and break his heart into tiny pieaces. I will be his own karma. I will wreck his heart till he would taste the blood of my sister's life. I will play with his heart, deceive him, and shatter it into tiny pieces. I will be his own karma, wrecking his heart until he tastes the bitterness of my sister's pain. This game of mine, breaking the Casanova's heart, is one he cannot escape. The curse will follow him until he cries out and begs for mercy. Only when he is miserable will the curse finally end.

mabilis ang naging pangyayari agad niya akong sinipa nang malakas na naging dahilan ng pagkawasak ng dingding na kanina lang ay sinasandalan ko,napapikit ako nang mariin ng maamoy ko ang alikabok na nanggaling sa wasak na dingding nakakagaan sa pakiramdam, "You're dead???yeah...what should I expect you are just one of the weakest vampire in our raise...shame you're just meant to be my plasma prostitute... " napantig ang aking tenga nang marinig ang huling salitang lumabas sa kanyang bibig,agad akong bumangon mula sa pagkakahiga at pinagpag ang alikabok na dumikit sa aking katawan,hindi ko man siya binabalingan ng tingin ay napansin ko ang kaba na kanyang nararamdaman nagbalik ang ngisi sa ak

It was just beginning. Cana slept. Peaceful. Unaware. He watched her. Oath silent. *Mine to protect.* ### Chapter 21: Blood and Vows **The Awakening** Night choked the penthouse in suffocating black, shattered only by the savage buzz of Carlo's phone—a predator's summons. Screen flared like a gunshot in the void, etching his razor-sharp features in cold blue. He uncoiled from the sheets like a viper striking, body a weapon honed lethal, leaving Cana's warmth without mercy. She twitched in sleep, fingers clawing empty air—haunted by old ghosts—but oblivion held her. *Better she doesn't witness the monster unleashed.*