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Lost
Hold on to the only hope you have.
My mother once insisted that the key to escaping my peculiar life rested in the man fate had chosen for me. He, and only he, had the power to liberate me from a life I felt was out of step with the rest of the world.
That hope was built on falsehoods. My mother had woven a web of deceit, and I, naively, embraced it. Strangely, even in its falsehood, it brought me joy and led me into the comforting embrace of Cirolius, the embodiment of happiness in my eyes.
Yet now, the solitary hope I harbor to rescue not only myself but also the women trapped here may also be founded on lies. Who can predict that everything won't unravel into despair? Am I merely clinging to an illusion? The belief that I can make a change.
Napapaisip ako kung bakit sa dami nang nagtangka na gumawa ng pagbabago, mga babaeng isinugal ang kanilang buhay, wala ni isa sa kanila ang nagtagumpay.
They all faced failure and met their demise.
I hold dear the moments I shared with Cirolius, where he unveiled the essence of true love, genuine faith, the realities of life, and the true meaning of family. His greatest gift was making me believe that even if I stumbled in other aspects of life, I had successfully nurtured a beautiful soul. I have faith in our daughter's potential, despite the possibility of her inheriting some of my flaws. Sometimes, imperfections can lead to beauty and inspiration.
"I will always cherish both of you," I softly whispered every night.
My chamber remained eerily quiet, only to be disrupted by Judo's occasional visits, a reminder of my captivity to my inner demons. No other men were permitted to claim my time or use me for their desires, because Judo's unwavering promise to liberate me from this living nightmare.
Judo continued to visit, offering salvation during my moments of distress.
Guilt had been gnawing at me ever since I discovered the truth about my situation. My body had grown accustomed to the presence of various men here, leaving an indelible mark on me that led to my current predicament.
"Please, help me!" I cried out to the Russian woman caring for me.
Muli niya akong sinabuyan nang malamig na tubig, nagyeyelo na halos iyon ngunit hindi pa rin nagbabago ang temperatura ng aking katawan. Mainit na mainit pa rin. Nagkakaroon ako ng hirap sa paghinga. Ang aking dibdib ay sumasakit sa kadahilanang hindi makuha ang ginugusto.
The demon inside me is punishing me from suppressing my lust.
"I need him," I mumbled, crying.
Cirolius... I need you.
I need you to hold me like before. Make me experience paradise in your arms.
"He's not here. You mustn't let anyone touch you," she implored, but her words were slipping through the cracks of my understanding.
A searing sensation engulfs me!
My body quivers, as if shaken by a multitude of tiny tremors. My mouth floods with saliva, causing my teeth to clench uncontrollably in a chaotic dance of tension. My heart races, its frantic beat mirroring the turmoil within.
In a desperate bid to quell the raging heat beneath my skin, I've resorted to tying myself to this bed. However, it's as if my mind has been torn in two. On one side, an overwhelming craving for human contact claws at me relentlessly. On the other, a descent into madness, where disturbing images and unsettling fantasies parade through my thoughts.
BINABASA MO ANG
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