BADASS GIRLS SERIES
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Ongoing, First published Aug 02, 2020
Ang seryeng ito ay patungkol sa mga kababaihan na may matapang na pag-uugali, sa seryeng ito ninyo malalaman ang mga kakaiba at nakakatuwang ugali ng isang babae na hindi naman nalalayo sa mga karaniwan, ngunit mayroon silang katangian na sa emahenasyon o sa isang pelikula ninyo lang mapapanood o makikita. Ito ang mundo kung saan nabubuhay ang mga nilalang na hindi lang kagandahan ang maipagmamalaki, halina't atin silang kilalanin. But be careful to them, because they are gorgeous but dangerous. Welcome!
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Ever wonder how your supposed best day of life will turn into a lifelong nightmare. Two people, two different worlds yet bound by the same emotion, "HATE" and "same loved ones". Marriage is intended to be an eternal bond filled with love and happiness. This was far from the truth for Asmaira and Amaan. Two broken souls entangle in the game of destiny which ended their dream of everlasting love. For one, it was a journey of regret which she has to live for the rest of her life. But why?. For other, he was forced yet he promised to seek revenge for sure., for seeking "Her" place. Who is Amaan referring to as "Her"? Who is this "loved ones" that connects both Asmara and Amaan and why do they hate each other so much without even meeting each other? "Please......." the only word that she could manage to say while trying to get out of his grip and sobbing. "Please......Let..........Me..........Go, " she stammered in between her hiccup, shaking her head with pleading eyes and folded hands. "Don't be afraid honey! I realized my mistake of not accepting you as my wife and to mark the start of our marriage how about I gift you something, " He whispered while leaning close to her ear emphasizing on the word 'gift'. Sensing her fright, he placed his hand on her waist while using the other to stroke her cheek, "how about giving you a baby tonight?". He spoke with an evil smirk. " I know it is your first time and I promise to be gentle with you, My Wife" Note: This is the first draft of the story and since then had not been edited as I'm busy writing my other stories on "Booknet." If you find typos or grammatical mistake or narration is not perfect, kindly ignore since your feedback about it would be of no use as you are reading an unedited story. I would edit it once the sequel to Kabir Hashmi is finished. And yes please be considerate when you comment. First, it's a fictional story and second, it's someone's hardwork. #5 in torment-Sept 2020 #2 in torment-23rd Sept 2020