Novels by Mselleinnaaaa

"Her name is Psyche Venice Azarcon. A 23 year old business management student." Inabot sa akin ni Hades ang papel na hawak niya. I looked through her basic informations. Her name, her age, her birthday, and more."Bakit wala siyang picture?" Napakunot ang noo ko.He shrugged. "She really don't post that much. Wala akong makuha. I can't find her instagram account either, hindi naman ako spy."I chuckled on what he said. I tapped his back and made my way out.Hawak ang papel ay sumakay ako sa kotse at nag drive papunta sa café ko. It's Valentine's, siguro ay marami ang costumer ngayon, lalo na sa main branch. My cafe is always special on Valentine's, of course, my name is Cupid.I arrived on a scene that made me creased my forehead . 'Yung lalaki, nag popropose sa girlfriend niya. Tss, nothing's gonna last forever.Imbes na sa harap ay dumaan ako s

Love cannot live without trust. The words you can hear when you talk about Cupid. But how can you trust when they betray a lot of times? How are you able to trust that someone again when they were the one who broke it?Forgiveness. I learned that forgiveness brings back the trust that is once lost. If you're able to forgive, you'll be able to trust again."So how did you do it?" I asked him as I fasten the seatbelt. We're on our way back to the metro after he had lunch with my family.Kasama namin ang pamilya kong magtanghalian. We talked about all the things that happened and I'm glad that my family forgives Cupid. My father asked for our forgiveness as well as him for hurting me. Now, it's all good.He glanced at me as he drive. "Uh, I.." he paused, "I changed my perfume and learned how to change my voice.""Oh?""Yeah, if you remember, I

I'm sipping my wine in the veranda of the hotel room I'm in. Nakatingin ako sa mga bituwin na nasa langit. I wonder what is he doing right now.Nakasuot ako ng black satin nighties and a robe. It's 10 PM here in Hong Kong and this is the last night here. Bukas ng umaga ay uuwi na ulit ako ng Pilipinas.Three month here on Hongkong and focusing on myself really did helped me a lot. Ang isang buwan ay naging tatlo dahil pakiramdam kong mas kailangan ko pa ng oras. Now, I'm on the process of healing.I gained more confidence and I was able to forgive my father. Hindi naman talaga ako galit kay daddy, I'm just annoyed because he didn't told me anything about that.For Cupid's mom, I understand where her anger is coming from. Nagmahal lang siya, and it ruined her. Ayokong dumating sa point na gano'n kaya mabuti na rin sigurong lumayo ako sa loob ng tatlong buwan.

Hindi ko alam kung paanong nakarating ako sa ganitong sitwasyon pero nakita ko nalang ang sarili kong nakasay sa kanyang kotse habang nasa driver's seat siya."Your seatbelt. You never changed, you always forgot to fasten your seatbelt."I scoffed. "I've changed. You changed me," I answered bitterly.Hindi ako nakarinig ng reponse sa kanya kaya itinuon o nalang ang attention ko sa labas. I'm annoyed at him plus the heavy rain that's starting to pour.Bakit ba 'pag uulan, nawawalan ako ng gamit?"I.." he paused, "I hurted you and I'm planning to do everything for you to accept me again."Hindi ako sumagot sa kanya at tinitigan lang 'yung mga ulan na dumadaloy sa bintana.Napapikit ako. This is fcking deja vou. Nangyari na ito dati but a lot of things changed. Almost six years ago, I was on the same seat with the same situatio

Wearing my white and cream asymmetric dress paired with ankle strap platform heels with my vintage chanel bag, I entered the building.Today is Monday, all my employees are busy as they entertain clients. Sa bawat pagdaan ko ay babatiin ako ng mga empleyado na babatiin ko rin pabalik nang hindi ngumingiti.Dumiretso ako sa elevator bago kinuha ang cellphone galing sa bag ko. It is nine in the morning. Ang aga-aga pero busy na agad ang mga tao. I did not even notice that I'm alone here.When it stopped on my office floor, I walked outside. Sinalubong ako ng secretary kong may hawak na bulaklak.Isang linggo na ang nakaraan matapos ang birthday ni Devan and since that week, I've been receiving white roses and americano every morning. Ngayong umaga naman ay may kasamang pancakes.Kinuha ko sa kamay niya ang Americano at pancakes. Good thing I haven't had my breakfa

Mabilis akong umalis sa pagkakahawak niya at naglakad papalayo sa kanya. I don't want to see him, I don't want to talk to him either."Psyche," he called.I stopped and glanced at him, "what?" Kasing lamig ng simoy ng hangin ang boses ko.I saw him hesitating to say something but his eyes were pleading. Hindi ko alam kung para saan ang pakiusap sa mga mata niya at ayaw ko ring malaman."Are you gonna say something?" I keep my face stoic pero sa loob ay halos magwala na ang mga lamang loob ko. I clenched my fist to prevent them from trembling. Nanghihina rin ang tuhod ko at parang anytime ay babagsak ako."C-Can we talk?" His voice is soft as feathers but I know better. Maybe he's just pretending to be like that like how he lied about being my husband.I pressed my lips together. "We're already talking Mr. Monteverde."