Novels by Don Pelipo

Jackson's POV"That fucking fucktard is dead," I hollered angrily as I gazed at the small church where our wedding would take place.My Luna's loving father can now build his own cathedral with the money I gave him. But the cunning old man preferred a dilapidated church that appeared to have been abandoned for decades, nestled in the remote San Vicente area. The small, old church is almost completely demolished. The cross at the top of the roof was tilt.Some letters of the parish's name have also been removed. Tall grasses and piles of old church equipment surround the area. It's old, and no one else is obviously using it.What did that old man think, and why did he choose this location for his daughter's wedding? Is he trying to be sarcastic to me? He succeeded in making me angry because I wanted to twist his neck with the rage I'm feeling right now.I was flabbergasted. What I do know is that every parent wants to plan a lavish wedding for their child. I simply shook my head. Who

"That fucking fucktard is dead," I said angrily while looking at the small church where our wedding will be held.With the amount of money I gave to my Luna's loving father, he can now build his own cathedral. But the cunning old man preferred a dilapidated church that looked like it had been unused for decades, nestled in the remote area of ​​San Vicente. The small and old church is almost demolished. Tilt the cross that is on the top of that roof.Some letters of the name of the parish have also been erased. All around are tall grasses and piles of old church equipment. It's old and obviously no one else is using it.What did that old man think and here he chose to hold his son's wedding? Does it want to be sarcastic with me? If he wanted to make me angry he succeeded because I wanted to twist his neck with the anger I feel now.I was surprised, what I know is that any parent wants to give a fancy wedding to their child. I just shook my head. Who am I kidding, my father didn't even

Mr. brought me. Sanvictores outside the small church yard."D-That's where we're going to ride?" I asked Mr. swallowing. Sanvictores. As the eyes widened looking at the two large horsesEarlier I wanted to be thankful that it no longer agreed to attend the banquet my father had prepared for us. I was even surprised that my father had just prepared a party, if that was true - I would never be able to go back to the mansion. I feel like I'm going to fall in a few moments. My knees were shaking and I could feel the tiredness and exhaustion of my body. I accepted my fate and the last thing I wanted was to go back to the mansion. Even Nana Rosa was there. Hell I think of the place where I grew up because only demons can do what happened to me.There was sadness that caressed my heart when I remembered my Nana Rosa. I don’t know if we will meet again, because I don’t know if tomorrow or the day after I will still be alive. My only regret at these times is that I haven’t been able to tell Na

KLAIRE My heartbeat was rumbling. My eyes were moist, and I felt like crying. It's my first kiss. I've never been kissed since I've spent my entire life imprisoned to the mansion, and kissing, according to Nana Rosa, is a sacred act that should only be performed with the one you love. I don't even like this man, but is there anything I can do? Nothing. When Mr. Sanvictores raised the hem of my veil, my grip on the bouquet tightened even more. For a brief time, it looked as if the people that surround us had vanished. I was shaking with panic. I feel like I'm about to cry. I'd like to embrace Nana Rosa, as I do whenever I'm terrified of thunder in a raining nights. Nana Rosa is not here. I had no one to run to, so I waited to see what would happen next. Mr. Sanvictores' warm and large palm held my chin and lifted it so we could look at each other. I couldn’t read the emotions welling up in his eyes as our stares collided. I held my breath. His jaw tightened again before a violent

I can be compared to a doll. No feelings, no life. Everything I do is based on their instructions. While I was getting ready for my wedding, which was just a few hours away, I was mesmerised by the absence. I'm dressed in a snow-white wedding gown with a long train. Featuring long sleeves and a turtleneck with Swarovski crystals, this wedding gown is really stunning. The form is both elegant and conservative. I truly like it. Although my wedding gown was conservative in style, I soon realised that my father had chosen it specifically for its ability to cover the scars and bruises I had received from torturing. Today is the big day of my life: my wedding day. I am capable of leaving this residence in the care of my family. I was never considered to be one of them. My family instilled in me the ability to be worse than an animal. In the chance that I manage to escape this horrifying place, I will be sent to yet another horrifying surroundings. If one is wounded by someone who is no

KLAIREI almost held my breath as I slowly exited my room.It was dark all around. It was one o’clock and it was time for me to escape. Even my chest was throbbing with nervousness for fear that my father might catch us. But still I tried to be brave.I also wants to get away far from here. Be able to start a new life.My Nana Rosa is waiting downstairs. The step I took was light trying not to make any noises. My Nana Rosa hugged me when I reached the ground. Her eyes are wet.“Let’s go...” she whispered and nodded. We went to the kitchen together and went through the backdoor. Nana Rosa said that we would come out from behind the mansion.There is a small gate there and Tata Felipe is waiting out there. The nervousness in my chest was not gone, but the excitement was there as well. The happiness that I can leave the cruelty of my own family is filling my heart. I will be free. I will be able to study and live without anyone hurting me.Nana Rosa stopped as we were in front of the sm