"Mi Señora, can I have this dance?" said the man to Melanie who immediately accepted him. "Bye, Avah. Go have some fun!" Her friend giggled and then they went to dance floor. To the ocean of wild people. Avah sighed and then fumbled with the small cellphone in her pocket. She stood up to get it but in an unexpected event something hit her causing her to throw away her cellphone. "Oh! I'm so sorry, lady! I'm really sorry." The man said in drunkenness. "It's okay." She reciprocated with a good smile and then knelt down to reach for the cellphone. Just as about to picked her phone up, a masculine hand was fast to gather it from the ground. "Is this yours?" That's a very nice man. She just nods. "You're a collector or classic phones huh? I'm Davien. You are?" Avah picked up her cellphone. "A-Avah. My name is Avah."
1: Avah D. Rodeo
IT'S three o'clock in the afternoon again. The loud sound of the bell can be heard again in Manila, Quiapo. Avah held up her personal rosary as she walked the long way to the altar of the convent. She was also wearing the white uniform of the Sisters in the convent. Next time, her white dress will be black because she will finally be a full -fledged nun.
When she reached the first long chair in front of the altar she sank down. It was there that she began to pray the Rosary which, although it was long, she never tired of reciting the holy prayer.
From childhood until now, when she was twenty-six, she did it every day until three o'clock. It is as if it is a disease that even though she has a good reason not to do it, she still lives it in her mind even when she is not in front of Jesus.
After she prayed, she went out of the church to help her fellow Sisters in cooking snacks for children like her, which the Catholic Church takes care of.
As Avah was walking, she heard Mother Segunda's voice. The good woman who cared for her when she was a baby. Mother Segunda was still a sister then, now over time she is in charge of the entire association of nuns in the convent.
"Sister Avah." The old nun, with her age and old age, had wrinkled her skin and her body parts were drooping just like her cheeks.
"Mother Segunda, good afternoon." Avah greeted the approaching nun.
"Did you just finish praying the Holy Rosary?" Mother Segunda asked with a smile.
"Yes, Mother. I also pray that the ceremony that will make me a nun will be facilitated." Avah promises as they continue to walk. Now they are in the garden where the young people are playing and their bitter laughter keeps the catholic church alive.
"Regarding that matter, I wish I could talk to you."
"All right, Mother. What do you want to say? Has God heard my prayer and has the ceremony expedited?" Avah said happily that the joy was obvious in her voice.
"I know it comes from your heart to choose to be next to God over anything in the world. I also know that this is what you have been waiting for and looking forward to. But Avah, you have not yet fully seen the beauty of life outside. of the Convent because all you see are the unpleasant. "
"No matter how beautiful the world outside the Convent is, I will not trade my real home. And God's home is my only home, Mother Segunda." Avah smiled as she looked intently at the images of the holy Saints and Apostles of Jesus.
"Whatever you say is my decision, Sister Avah. You must leave the Convent one day in two weeks." When Avah heard this, she immediately stopped and turned to the nun. Shock was posted on her gentle and beautiful face. "During that time you meditate, imagine there is another kind of life besides serving in the Convent. I am not driving you away, Sister Avah. In fact I really want you to be here as a full -fledged nun. But when it comes out I'm like you before I tied up with God I saw the beauty of the outside world. I want you to see it too, and then you decide. When the second week comes and this is what you want, nothing else can stop you from being appointed to you as a true nun. "
The two just stopped in the middle of the garden. No matter how loud the children's laughter was, Avah didn't seem to hear it because of what the nun had said.
"But Mother Segunda, my decision is complete. My dream is to become a nun. You don't have to let me out to meditate!" The maiden's plea.
"Sister Avah, as I said. Whatever you decide or publish will not change my decision. All the nuns here have gone through the same ordeal, but many have also found true happiness outside of the Catholic Church. Avah , trust God. Whatever happens over your outside speech, think that it is God's will. And whatever your decision may be, you are still a full -fledged nun in my eyes. " There was a sweet smile on Mother Segunda's lips as she said everything to the girl. And in the girl's silence, Segunda knew that she had convinced the girl.
The day passed quickly, even though Avah wanted to stop the time she knew it was madness. She was carrying one of her suitcases. The suitcase was loaded with her bibles, scanty clothes, rosaries, and her other sacred items.
Behind Avah were her companions inside. They all watched Avah leave with a streak of sadness in their eyes.
She was only one step away from the Convent. Fortunately, she had saved a little money that she could use in the first week.
"Sister Avah, take it with you on your departure. You need it more." Mother Segunda handed over an old and small cellphone called Nokia 3210.
"Thank you, Mother Segunda. Thank you brothers and sisters. I promise I will come back here and when I return I will never leave again."
"Be careful, Sister Avah. We'll wait." Another Sister who was a few years younger said to her.
"All right Avah, may Lord Lumika guide you." Saying goodbye to Segunda.
Avah smiled at everyone and then she took one step towards the outside of the Convent yard. When she came out, the big wooden door closed and only then did she feel alone.
She stared at the cellphone and then remembered that she had pinned the number of her young man in the Convent on the page of her bible. She immediately snatched the bible from the pocket of her suitcase and immediately saw the friend's number given to her when their paths met in the Church.
She immediately called it and only after a few rings someone answered on the other line.
"Hello? Who's this?" The friend said
"I-it's Avah." She was embarrassed to introduce herself here.
"Avah? Who's Avah?"
"Avah Rodeo,"
"Oh my god! Is that really you? Avah from the same orphanage?"
"Yes, I am. I called you because you are the only one who knows and has contact with me. I-I went out of the Convent and I thought... that maybe I can stay at your house for two weeks."
She Quickly agree, "Yeah, sure!"
To be continued...
"Yes, let's say I fucking love it." he said making me smile. We stayed in that position for a while and I shivered again for the second time. he changed our position so he was on top again. He put his hand on my side and moved freely on top of me. "Ohhh! Fa-Faster please." "I can't hear you, baby?" He was still teasing and slowed down his movement as he entered with full emphasis. I held his seat to make him lean more. "Alright, hurry up." "Next, baby." he said and sped up again. While he wasn't moving as fast as he was, he was relentlessly kissing my lips. I like this. I want to give him everything. he is the man who made me feel strange feelings. I feel that I will be very hurt when he leaves me. So I will do everything to be the only woman for him. We hugged each other and I was amazed by his last strength. I rested deeply and accepted the warm liquid he released from my insides. We kissed again and smiled at each other. He pulled out his length and left on top of me. He stood next to me and hugged me so I leaned on his chest and closed my eyes. "Flirt!" I woke up when someone grabbed my hair so I winced in pain especially when it pulled me down on the bed. "Suzanne!" "You're an animal! You're an animal, Atreo!" I was confused as I wrapped the blanket around my naked body. I looked at the woman who was beautiful, sophisticated, well dressed, and maybe the same age as Kuya. "Suzane, please, don't come here." I looked at both of them because I couldn't understand why the girl was crying. The woman looked at me when I stood up. I was shocked when he slapped me so I held my cheek and looked at it. I can see his tears and anger on his face. "You're flirtatious! You managed to hook up with my husband!" I was almost pierced and couldn't breathe from what he said. Husband? Is Atreo his wife? I looked at Atreo Ripler Alvarez. The guy I thought was single. The man I thought I could have. "Grace, let me explain." I cried and almost wanted to sink to the ground in my situation. I hate myself. I ran outside with only a blanket covering my nakedness. I could hardly see the road because of my flooding tears that blurred my vision. "You're flirtatious! You managed to hook up with my husband!" "You're flirtatious! You managed to hook up with my husband!" "You're flirtatious! You managed to hook up with my husband!" What the woman said kept echoing in my mind. I sat down on a rock and hugged myself as I continued to sob. "You are nothing but a mistress, Grace."
 "ELLESA WHAT THE HELL WAS GOING ON !!!" I woke up because of that thunderous voice. I got up and looked at the person at my bedroom door. And immediately a blanket covered my body "D-dad?" My answer is shocking. The person next to me moved and I felt stunned by it as well. "YOU'RE A DISGUSTING WOMAN. ANY MAN YOU MAY HAVE BROUGHT HERE! YOU'RE JUST LIKE YOUR MOTHER! YOU'RE JUST GIVING THIS FAMILY SHAME!" He added. I want to cry because of dad’s insult to me. I wanted to defend myself but I lost word. I can't talk back to my dad. "Mr. Craig? How did you get here? As far as I know your house isn't here." Dad's Sarcastic Promise. None of us spoke. "A lot of media is out because someone saw you last night in a parking lot at a club. REALLY? OUTSIDE YOU REALLY DID IT? YOU ELLESA! YOU'RE AN EDUCATED WOMAN RIGHT? BUT YOU ACT LIKE A LOWLY SLUT." He is there again for his insult. "I want you two to get married as soon as possible." Authoritative he said. "WHAT? HELL NO! I WILL NEVER DO THAT MR. GIBB!" Nate shouted.  "Whether you agree it or not, you're going to marry my daughter. Or else I'll bring down your company. Don't fight me Mr. Craig." After that dad turned around.
It repeatedly enters my mind that what I am doing is wrong but I can’t step back now. I peeked into the grand mansion. The monster's house That's what they call the man who lives here. I haven't really seen him yet but because of rumors. I couldn't stop my curiousity so here I am. I'm sure my Mama will scold me again when she finds out what I'm doing. I kept hearing so many things about the man named Alexendris Courner. About how ruthless he is and short temper. I wonder, if it's really true. Based on what I see. He is extremenly rich. He has a two storey mansion. I think. His land area is 8 hectares and it is not just a mansion that stands here. "Odd. Why does it seem so quiet?" I asked in astonishment I looked around before approaching the guard house and was surprised to see nothing there. He doesn't have a security guard? In the size of his house. Isn't he afraid to rob? I was hesitant to enter. I know it's trespassing but I can't help myself. I slammed the gate. I almost drowned when I pushed it open. My eyes widened. "A-aren't they already robbed?" Nope! This is not trespassing. I'm just checking. Later they are actually robbed. I'm just a concerned citizen! I shared the sight across the house. I see three sports car parked in the right side. Is there anyone inside? I'm even more nervous e. I made my way through the door. My hand was still shaking as I knocked on the door. No one's answering. "Knock Knock-" I was interrupted by someone speaking behind me. "You!" My chest throbbed when I heard that baritone voice as if the was ready. I slowly turned away. Our eyes met. His deep sharp blue eyes bore at me. There's a dangerous glint in those orbs that pushed me back. He took big steps until he could get close to me. He held my hand and drew me harshly. "You shouldn't be here ... young woman."
"Let's get a divorce"- His wife looked at him, he stood up and approached his wife. "What do you mean Divorce? Are you really gonna leave me?"- he said while stroking her wife's cheek, Charlotte removed his husband's hand and stepped back "Yes! and I'll do anything just to get rid off of you!"- she shouted, her husband just grinned at her. "If you can"- he said and went back to where he was sitting and drank some wine Charlotte was holding tightly to her pants......
I sighed a few more times before driving my car away. I don't care about him anymore. but I forgave him a long time ago even though I was very hurt by what he did before. Oh God! I hope our paths never cross again.
"You're really rude! Be respectful!" Dad said angrily. I smiled bitterly because of what he said. "Rude? You're the reason I've been rude! If only you hadn't been so selfish, I wouldn't have been that!" I answer back. "We didn't become selfish children, we did it for you — for your future. We want your life to be peaceful when you graduate." Mom said tearfully. "Is that your solution for my future? You must be stupid then. I can work after I graduate. What you said is that you did it for yourself-so that you can be even richer and be known by all over the world and- " “How dare you talk back to your mother!”-Dad. I winced at what Dad had done. Its the second time he slapped me. I was grabbed by my sore cheek and started crying again. But instead of acting, I wiped away my tears and smiled wryly. "There you are again. Does it feel good to slap your daughter over and over again Dad? Is it comforting? Because I felt like slapping me is becoming your habit." I said to him. Dad didn't speak right away because of what I said. Mom kept crying as she hugged Dad's arm. "I'm sorry daughter." Only Dad said. I ignored them and started walking up the stairs. Mom tried to stretch my hand to stop me but I just tapped her and left. "Do you think you can stop this agreement? Sorry daughter but you have no other way. You need to marry him! Because I say so!" Dad chased after me but I just ignored it. You're wrong Dad, there's still a way.
Rumors said that Lucas married an unattractive woman with no background. In the three years they were together, he remained cold and distant to Belinda, who endured in silence. Her love for him forced her to sacrifice her self-worth and her dreams. When Lucas' true love reappeared, Belinda realized that their marriage was a sham from the start, a ploy to save another woman's life. She signed the divorce papers and left. Three years later, Belinda returned as a surgical prodigy and a maestro of the piano. Lost in regret, Lucas chased her in the rain and held her tightly. "You are mine, Belinda."
On her 18th birthday, Ayra is sold to Alpha Evon, one of the most ruthless Alphas in town, by her stepfather, Victor. Introduced to a brutal world where women are treated as mere possessions, her only hope of freedom is to bear Evon a male heir. But in the midst of her suffering, Ayra uncovers a startling truth: Evon is her fated mate, though he remains oblivious to their bond. Over time, Ayra's feelings for Evon begin to shift, softening her resolve to escape. Just when she starts reconsidering her plans, a devastating incident shatters her completely, forcing her to flee the mansion. Yet her journey is far from over. Ayra soon finds herself in a new life, rescued by Leo and Luca, the twin Alphas of the Golden Breed Pack. As she navigates this new world, Ayra learns that these twins are her second chance mates, presenting her with an impossible choice. With a child on the way from her first mate, Alpha Evon, and a decision to make between the rival twins, Ayra must choose her destiny and the future of her heart.
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For two years, Ashton had poured his heart into his marriage, yet Emalee's heart remained cold. Despite his dedication, Emalee presented him with divorce papers. She bluntly stated she could not remain married to a man whose net worth was less than a million dollars. Ashton signed the papers, closing one chapter of his life and stepping into a new beginning. Then, Ashton revealed his secret identities: a music mogul, a medical expert, and a martial arts master—each persona impressive enough to stun the world. As Ashton’s true capabilities came to light, Emalee was overwhelmed with deep regret.
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Sandra Hill, the long-lost real heiress of the Hill family, was shunned by her own kin. Instead of embracing her, they bestowed their affection upon an impostor. They even arranged her to marry a vegetative man in place of her so-called “sister”. Sandra sneered, refusing to put up with this humiliation, cut off ties with the Hill family immediately and ran into the flash marriage with Wesley Cooper, her unconscious billionaire husband. With her incredible medical skills, she defied the odds and revived him. Little did she expect that her husband spoiled her with all his love... A medical genius, a computer prodigy, a national treasure in painting, and a racing legend... Her husband revealed her various identities, leaving the Hill family regretful. Her father came pleading, "It's Dad's fault. Please come back." Her mother wept, "Mom will protect you from now on. Please come back." Even her five brothers knelt before he, begging for forgiveness. Yet, Sandra's smile held a hint of mockery as she vowed, “Never!”