Payb Takes Book 2 (COMPLETED)

#A4Day3 and #A4Day4

So, this is it, guys.

I'm finally trying my luck to join AMACON. Ang tagal kong kinonvince ang self ko na kayanin to. 😅 I don't feel worthy. Ang gagaling nila dun. Pero whether I make it or not, I'm happy that I tried. Masaya siya gawin kahit til now, kinakabahan pa din ako. Forever na ata kami nito.

Anywho... I want to share here the pieces that I wrote and submitted so far, in case you missed them on Twitter.

I'm not optimistic that I will make the cut kaya I just enjoy writing for the prompts and sharing them with you.

Hope you like them po.
Thank you. 💛

xoxo,
Deng
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Serendipitous
#A4Day3
Prompt: Fire & Ice
"Beat The Heat"

Richard squinted his dark deep set eyes and placed a hand over his sweaty brows as he looked ahead at the long stretch of Moroccan desert.

When he first decided to be adventurous and ditch the tour group when he left the hotel that morning to explore the rich culture in the streets of Marrakech for the research he needed to write his book, he was convinced that it was the best thing to do but now after a wrong turn that led him to walk miles into a desolate area in the middle of nowhere under the scorching heat of the sun, he started to regret his plan.

Richard sighed in relief as he finally spots a small riad just a few more meters away. His exhausted feet made their way to it.

He knocked on the huge door twice when he reached the house and it slightly creaked open.

He pushed the door open and walked in. Richard was both surprised and grateful for the sudden gust of cool wind that met him.

"Hello. I'm Richard. Is anyone here?" He called and his voice echoed in the hall decorated with fine silk and intricately carved ornaments and furniture. The bright sunlight beamed through the colorful stained glass windows but the room remained cool almost chilly.

Richard's mind started to wonder what a beautiful piece of heaven is doing in the middle of a hellishly hot and barren land.

Just then, a gorgeous young woman dressed in layers of white and gold silk gown and robes slowly approached him.

Her beauty is nothing he has ever seen. Her sparkling brown eyes radiated and enchanting and her smooth olive skin was irresistible.

"Welcome, Richard. I have been waiting for you. Would you care for some refreshments?" She spoke in a melodious voice that Richard can only imagine to have come from angels.

He walked towards her, mesmerized by what he can only reckon as an ethereal being.

"Who are you? What do you mean you have been waiting for me?" He asked although he didn't really care for the answers. He just wanted to look into her beseeching eyes and touch her silky skin.

Richard reached out and gently stroked her cheek which felt cold to the touch.

"My name is Maine." She said as her piercing eyes held his gaze. "Would you run if you find out what I am?"

She spoke softly and he can't help staring at the full red lips that bore her words.

"No. I will never run from you." He said, completely enthralled by her.