Novels by norwinviphurit

"My name isAugust Tiangco. A fellowarcher." A guy introduced himself, extending his left hand and trying to fix his posture. I can see how his pupils slowly dilated like he just saw someonefamous.His beauty reminds me of some of myFilipino-Spanishfriends in Spain. He is the perfect definition of tall, dark and handsome – definitely amoreno."My complete name is August Gezrael Tiangco," he continued. Happiness and excitement are visible on his face. I almost laughed when he said his full name like I was asking for it. "Just call me,August."

Sebastian and I finally arrived in front of theMalacañang Palace, I looked at my watch, and it says 4:45 in the afternoon – fifteen minutes before the event starts. I quickly jumped off the motorbike and took the helmet off from my head. Sebastian followed and slowly removed his headgear; his black medium-length hair almost touched his eyes. His hairstyle is nearly similar toLeonardo Dicaprio's, a combination of man bun and slicked-back hair, but his hair is much thicker than Leonardo's.He ran a hand through his hair, and his slightly slanted eyes looked at me. Sometimes, I envy him for having those eyes. They look so mysterious and mischievous at the same time; these types of eyes are impossible to understand.

"Sir Laurent."KuyaJulio said,one of our gardeners, running towards my direction and breathing heavily. I quickly turned around and looked at him. I can see some droplets of sweat forming on his forehead. "I am sorry but the car broke down." He uttered, still trying to catch his breath. I sighed, trying to figure out how can I go toMalacañang Palacein no time whenSONAstarts at five, and it's already 4:30 PM.KuyaJulio saw the disappointment on my face. I have no problem with me being late since I am not the one who is going to address the country's current situation or unveiling the government's future agenda. I am obliged to go there because I am theirfamily.We need to pretend something th

"In case, mom and dad are asking where was I. Let them know I am inside the presidential car."A plain text message popped up on my phone fromSebastian. I ignored the text message he sent and rolled my eyes in annoyance.I've known Sebastian since I was sixteen years old and up until now – I am still trying to understand and figure out his personality; however, I always failedmaybebecause we don't talk that much or the house was too big for the two of us to communicate. I did everything to start the ball rolling between the two of us, but I could feel that he was not just into it. Sebastian was okay with us being half-brother acting like strangers living under one

Living room, 3:55 PM.Living in a 500 square meter modernMediterranean housewith eight bedrooms is still new to me. What's noticeable is its number of chandeliers located in every central part of the room, such as bedrooms, living rooms, and kitchen area. Unlike our house inValencia, the entire house is fully air-conditioned nonstop.I am not gonna lie but there are areas in the house that I am still not familiar with. My favorite spot in the house is itsroof decknear Sebastian's room and mine. I often see him drinking his morning coffee with his tight boxers' short and loose

July 16, 2021;4th State of the Nations AddressAs anineteen-year-old virgin, playing with myself has been my daily routine. Regardless if I am horny or just bored, the feeling of pleasing myself is satisfying.This is my own definition of self-love and self-pleasure.I picked up my phone, opened my Twitter app and went straight to the alters. I prefer watching adult videos on Twitter rather than the actual website itself, you can jump from one category to the other. They have been a great help to find a video that best fits my mood.