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MY CRAZY SADIST LOVE Teaser ✨ Feeling mo ikaw yung gusto niya? Feeling mo lang yun! Palagi kaming magkatext. Palagi niya akong pinupuntahan. Palagi kaming magkasama kapag hapon. Palagi niya ako nililibre. Palagi niya akong pinapatawa. Dahil sa palagi na iyon, feeling ko may gusto siya sa akin.. Feeling ko liligawan niya na ako.. Pero feeling ko lang yun.. Kasi hindi ako ang gusto niya... "Yung Bestfriend ko" 💔 Abangan ang muling pag babalik ni ms Evelyn. Maraming hindi naka move on kay MayShi or Maymay and sushi kaya naman pagkatapos ng PAG IBIG KO SAYO LAMANG isusunod kona to dhl hindi pa tapos mag sulat c Ms Cheryl sa Story niyang MAYBE THIS TIME.

Kailan nga ba dapat bumitiw at sabihing tama na?

"What the hell?" I took a step closer to the mirror, staring at my reflection in disbelief. The person looking back was still me, but at the same time it wasn't. I had the same thick, dark, curly hair. The same hazel eyes. The same olive skin with a light dusting of freckles (ugh) scattered across the bridge of my nose. But my curls were now streaked with highlights. And not the subtle, golden-brown ones that sometimes appeared during the summer. No, these were an aggressive, dazzling blond that went from the roots of my hair all the way to the tips. It looked like I had spent a full day getting my hair done in some upscale salon. Never mind that I had never set foot in such a place since the day I was born. My eyes appeared somehow wider and more luminous. The colour brighter, my eyelashes darker up against them. And, when I looked closely, my pupils seemed to be slitted almost like a cat. I looked down at my body. My skinny arms-which had always refused to gain any definition no matter how hard I exercised-were lined with flat, wiry muscles. My bony shoulders were now curved and smooth. My scrawny legs were toned like a dancer. I reached down and lifted my shirt, revealing two subtle lines running vertically down my perfectly flat stomach, hinting at the rock-hard abs underneath. My whole body was rippling with strength. Like liquid steel.

"You seem to have forgotten that you're not marrying a commoner, Alina. You're marrying the prince of all vampires, so look alive and get me some coffee." Alina Deluca lives a normal life up in the Californian north. At least that's what she makes the world believe. Locked within her hypnotising emerald eyes are horrors she could never speak of even if it killed her... secrets that border the paranormal. Erick Stayton, the Vampire Prince, is her nightmare. To her, he was no more than a cold, savage predator that lusted for her blood and took away everything she had that one traumatising night four years ago. Except she is bound to be his bride by an arranged marriage deal she can never understand Now, at twenty-one, she is to marry her nightmare in a month's time. Mustering her every strength to set things right in her awry life, she gets embroiled in an ages old feud and a struggle for power of mind-boggling proportions. Strangely enough, she finds herself connecting with Erick.