To My Lovely Readers,
This previous week I lost my dearest Mom and niece, for now, help me to keep reading and remain for a meantime, and can't wait to write again for an update. Hope you understand. Thank you so much.Iremember when you made a mistake — you were afraid to face, stand up, and fight, thinking that you might not be able to cope. A few nights and days have passed before you learned to lift yourself to the surface. So many opportunities were wasted, afraid that you might not be enough. Those days that you're hated are the days you become a hatred yourself.Through it all, I still admire you. Your bravery in fighting your flaws and sins are unimaginable. But most of all, your eagerness in trying things that you are afraid to deal with, is beyond applauded. Everything that happened was just a phase, no matter how your personality is portrayed like garbage — everyone doesn't have the right to bring you down.We have our issues andTo My Lovely Readers,This previous week I lost my dearest Mom and niece, for now, help me to keep reading and remain for a meantime, and can't wait to write again for an update. Hope you understand. Thank you so much. As the years went by, the memories of what I was, what I dreamed of, and the people I once cherished slowly faded away to blurriness through the mist of time. Mornings, I see the sunrise only to find my desolated soul walking in broad daylight. Hopelessly wandering around looking for a spark, hope, a cure for the lost cause I have become.I started pushing people away, started killing the aspirations the young me once created. I started to believe in what they said, that I will never reach anything in life. The cracks itself showed in my arms and the unfixable damage that I have endured through the time I have spent trying to survive.I can feel how the warm breeze slowly shifts to cold, rainy weather. I loved seeing the blue sky, but n
To My Lovely Readers,This previous week I lost my dearest Mom and niece, for now, help me to keep reading and remain for a meantime, and can't wait to write again for an update. Hope you understand. Thank you so much. I've always admired arts for their mesmerizing beauty that brightens up this world, they taught me that a simple art can make you feel something even just by looking at them. That's when I knew I wasn't wrong when I considered him as an art. By staring at his glimmering eyes, that's when I found the most aesthetic art. Thru his eyes, he lightens up the dimmed and doomed place I was once in. He was the colorful painting and I was the lifeless and monochromatic one in a museum. With his contagious smiles and laughters, I've been released from that dark and gloomy room. With his kisses and affections, the facade I was once behind has now vanish. With him, I never wanted to look at other pieces anymore. Thru his eyes, he made me realize that the greatest kin
To My Lovely Readers,This previous week I lost my dearest Mom and niece, for now, help me to keep reading and remain for a meantime, and can't wait to write again for an update. Hope you understand. Thank you so much. Someday we will meet again,in the place where it all started,in the time we didn’t know each other,and maybe that day I won’t recognize you,and I won’t able to remember who you are.Maybe at that day you have found him,the one who gave you smile and happiness.Maybe at that day I won’t remember the pain,perhaps I can live my life again,maybe I could start another chapter of my story.I hope if that day comes,I won’t remember how much I love you,or how much I want you to be with me.I hope if that day comes I won’t pretend to be that someone who I am not.I hope if that day comes we were just like strangers.
To My Lovely Readers,This previous week I lost my dearest Mom and niece, for now, help me to keep reading and remain for a meantime, and can't wait to write again for an update. Hope you understand. Thank you so much. It's been months since we drifted apart, yet your voice is still vivid and clear in my mind, like a theme song of my go-to series, which is stuck in my head replaying over and over again. I missed you very much. I even realized I missed you more than ever as I found myself occupied just by thinking about you. And then you texted me at random yesterday; I had no idea it was you because I had deleted your number a few months ago, along with the things that reminded me of you, which I regretted a few minutes later. You wanted to see me all of a sudden, that made me feel a mix of emotions and a plethora of feelings (just to make things flowery) I had never felt before. It's a mix of excitement and sadness, like a long awaited field trip that you really looke
To My Lovely Readers,This previous week I lost my dearest Mom and niece, for now, help me to keep reading and remain for the meantime, and can't wait to write again for an update. Hope you understand. Thank you so much.This Tuesday,it will be twelve days since you left us. I try not to dwell on how much you are missing here on Earth, but that can be easier said than done. I am often told how you are happier in Heaven but honestly that never makes me feel better. Actually, if I am completely honest, that thought makes me a bit angry. I don’t want you to be happier in Heaven, I want you to be here with us. I want to talk to you, I want to see you, and I want you to be there for all the events and life milestones, no matter if they are big or small.I hate that you left us so soon, and even more so when I know that I never got the chance to say goodbye. Maybe I am being selfish, but I don’t care, I think in this situation I am allowed
To My Lovely Readers,This previous week I lost my dearest Mom and niece, for now, help me to keep reading and remain for the meantime, and can't wait to write again for an update. Hope you understand. Thank you so much. To the young adults out there who have lost parents, this one is for you. You experienced a great loss and you’re still so young with so much life ahead of you. You often wonder how you can make it through the rest of your life without the parent who is no longer here. I see you struggling. On the outside, you hold it together. You keep a smile and hold your head up high; you want to take on the world and embrace life. You meet new people and want to tell them your story because maybe they understand. Maybe they know what it feels like. You keep a smile on your face. You could be having a normal day until something happens. Something triggers your memory. It could be a song. It could be a picture. It could be a moment; a quick glimm
To My Lovely Readers,This previous week I lost my dearest Mom and niece, for now, help me to keep reading and remain for the meantime, and can't wait to write again for an update. Hope you understand. Thank you so much.PRINCE OF GHOSTByDeath WishCopyright©2015SenaMangampoWattpadEditionALL RIGHTS RESERVEDLegal Notices and Disclaimers-------------------No part of this publication may be copied, reproduced in any format, by any means, electronic or otherwise without prior consent from the copyright owner.
(Venal POV)I did find Miss Dahlia in the warehouse, but there is no indication on her face that she finds this workload difficult to handle or that she dislikes what she is doing. She put the box on the high shelf when suddenly she would have lost her balance. I take action to prevent the ladder from becoming dysfunctional. She took a deep breath and was thankful that the accident was prevented. “Thank you very much Sir Venal. Your arrival is really very on time.” She climbs down the ladder. "I think this place is already in order.""Didn't you get any assistance, Miss Dahlia?"“Uhmmm. They're all very busy. But isn't it better to work alone? And I'm used to it.” At least Miss Dahlia has a point."How long are you going to stay here?""Quite a bit more time. I still have something to fix over there. I peeked earlier, and I had to work double, and I might take overtime because Miss Lilith had just told me that I needed to finish everything clean here before the inspection tomorrow.”
(Dahlia POV)What time is it? Is Grandma asleep? Did she have a good dinner? Should I wake her up?Many questions are bothering me, but I couldn't help but inform her of my arrival."Grandma, I'm here." As I took off my shoes, and even though I am curious that Grandma didn't answer immediately, I just thought that she might be asleep.The night was getting deep.I hung my sling bag and took out the food that just needed to be heated from the fridge. But to be honest, I didn't feel like eating. But I still put it in the oven to heat it up. Tonight, I want to research what I can do to get my book back from Yuki. If I need an attorney, it may be impossible, but I will look for an affordable one if they charge.I was about to go up to my room when I glanced at Grandma's room door. So I decided to check on her.I opened the door slightly and peered at Grandma's bed. The room was quite dark, so I lit it up. Hopefully, Grandma won't wake up.When her room was lit, she wasn't on her bed. Wher
(Yuki POV)“While those bitches you call, have a status in the association.”I give him a forced smile. "I do not care Cedrick. As long my brother Kai was at my side I would never falter. Why not admit that you are just an envious creature. How pity. My brother Kai values someone like me a lot. Despite of being human, weak? But all my wishes are granted by him. Well, you're just his secretary and nothing more bond to you with my brother, but your job. He just orders you, and you need to obey. If you make him angry, he might punish you with death. Aren't you scared Cedrick?”It is time for me to push him at the truth's edge. “I am more precious than to his own kind.”He smirked. “Fine. Let’s see. I will let you go on your way Miss Yuki and test your brother’s treatment to you. If you thought that we are like dog, that have a sense loyalty to a human, you are in danger Miss Yuki.”“Dog. If you are dog, Cedrick, you will be the most outrageous one.”“Maybe. Especially having you as my ma
(Yuki POV)We arrived at the threshold of the company; I didn't bother to go to the reception desk. I went straight to the executive floor. And all the eyes I pass are normally peculiar, mostly werewolves. Why should I be surprised, Brother Kai was their Grand Alpha in this generation. Walking with a confidence I didn’t bother about my safety, who are they to attack their Grand Alpha's beloved sister? I was especially escorted with Grand Alpha’s men, and they were recognized by their fellow.I come here once a blue moon, after brother Kai talked to me after my previous visit. He warns me personally that it is dangerous for me. It might be too late for an attack if the newbies aren't informed about me.I knew the way exactly to his office, since there are no major changes. When I got to his office, the guard on the door met my gaze and I expected them to recognize me. They did as they opened the door. Even though I hadn't seen yet my brother, I greeted him sweetly, but it was wasted fo
(Yuki POV)When Mr. Owen left, I walked around the garden while the servants were taking care of the dog that I murdered. When I couldn't find peace and calm myself, I returned to their presence. They immediately halted to what they were doing and slightly bowed in front of me."Call Cedrick right now.” I take a seat. “I don't care what he's doing right now, I just want to know the whereabouts of my brother.""But Miss Yuki, the Master instruction will be violated, especially these hours, we should not disturb them.” The butler cares to respond."I know.” I looked at him. “But the only one that I respect is my brother Malcolm. Cedrick is my intention to be disturbed. You heard me clearly, right? It is him I want you to phone, not my brother. Don’t be stupid.”The butler bowed, even though there’s a hesitation but he couldn’t defy my words. He signals one of his men to phone the mere secretary of my brother.When Cedrick answered the call I couldn't wait to grab the phone from the butl
(Yuki's POV)“And who is she Miss Yuki? As you refer her as ‘her.’” I caught his curiosity.“You, yourself gave me that idea having a ghost writer. Didn’t you?” I didn’t bother to answer his inquisitiveness. But confirm with a nod. He likes the idea not only I would have an assistant to my career, also to divert my mood and he sees some hope that I won't take my anger out on him.“Though there is a problem finding her. It is only my brother who can tell me where I can find her. But it's just a simple problem not to compromise your time especially in part of my brother. Tss. She is just a mere aspiring writer. It is easily to find her. If she declines me even though I place a few cases of money in front of her, she is prideful of herself. Didn’t she, Mr. Owen.”“I agree with you on that Miss Yuki.” Tsk. He always agreed in front of me. “I know she will not decline you.”“I hope so. I hope she is like you who sells his integrity.” Then I grinned at him. I slap him with my words so good.
Alexandra POV)“Tss. This is the reason why you are willing to visit me? I think I need to repeat myself again Mr. Owen. If they make a movie adoption, won't there be a lot of maggots stealing my idea? Make it as a cliché. Get some inspiration and they will make a different version so that it won't be seen that they plagiarized it? Don’t you get it Mr. Owen?”In truth, the real reason behind is I don’t want to make the story famous that I didn’t write. If I let them make a movie adoption, it is obvious that a lot of movie enthusiast will love it. It is like a silent bullet for myself, that proves there is someone better than me.I hate it. I don’t want to lose to that mere commoner!Dahlia… Who are you to take everything away from me?! I need to put an end of this.“Miss Yuki. Please consider and think about it. We both aware that this is possible to your story. It is also part of the contract you signed with our company."“Tss. How sweet. Owww. Thank you for your concern but I am not
(Yuki POV)I couldn’t wait him without doing something. I might end up killing those around me.“Prepared the garden for me and gather those ingredients for brewing the tea.”“As you wish Miss Yuki.” They hurriedly move and before I can reach the garden, they settle the things that I need. I am determined to beat that woman. I hate her. I really do. Even though I didn’t meet her in person. In case it happened I might kill her.Brewing some various type of tea in garden might help me inspired. However, I ended up wasting the ingredients without determining the proper brewing her tea. Tsk. What is her magic? If the taste of my tea didn’t satisfied me, it is also means that brother Kai will don’t like it. Of course he will compliment my effort but hide the fact that I couldn’t beat his woman’s tea. Bulsh*t! Tsk.The butler arrived and bowed in my presence. “Miss Yuki, your editor has arrived.”“Show him the way here.”Mr. Owen was escorted in, and when he saw me, he greeted me with a c
(Yuki's POV)Everything seems placid to me. Too comfortable early in the morning. Taking a welcome breath of the moist air. It is fresh and too serenity. I guess there a group of people praising my name without my knowing. I will be glad.“Miss Yuki!” I incline my head toward the direction where the voice come. “You have a call. It is from Mr. Owen.” It is the butler.I immediately got up from my seat, and approached the butler before he could get to me. I grab the phone, and Mr. Owen happily greeted me in the line. I know it is impossible to reject the manuscript I sent to him. It is my hurl to them and will change their perspective about my stain reputation. They will be glad, satisfied and flattery words will never omit again. No one will gonna believe now how they discriminate me. I am still the best writer, ever. Tsk.“Good morning Mr. Owen. Your call, I expect that you have a good reason.”“Miss Yuki, your so awesome! I am delighted with your masterpiece. The novel you submitted
(Secretary Venal POV)After Miss Dahlia makes her exit the tension grows more intense. There is a deafening silent when suddenly Master Dryzen laughter fill the entire chamber. Everyone feels an intimidation, which makes us bow down in his direction. His laughed turn into a chuckle.He is entertained. “You know Venal, I think the two weeks I have given to you are too long. It seems like century. I think I might run out of my patience for you to persuade that woman. Of all the women I married, she is the only one who gives me a strange attitude. She struggles to fought but it was obvious that she is weak. How long will she stand to decline my offer? She is getting into my nerves.”I admit, what he is telling me is not good to hear. Still rooting he doesn’t try to rush this matter. Two weeks was not enough for me to convince his chosen. Having a tea with her is tough to request."Just make sure I don't get bored and have my schedule full for I wouldn’t dare to cut my given time to yo