BAWAT PIYESA

BAWAT PIYESA

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(Missing pieces series #1) Aiara elinor torrealez was never fond of happy ever after, she never believes that love has a spot on her heart since her mother left her, her heart was naive,pained and broken, afraid of falling inlove and afraid of trusting too much, not until her proffesor aziel atlas Reiantres the man who seize her attention and heart, make her feel the love she never knew she could feel, the care that she longed since she was a child. Mahahanap nga ba niya ang bawat piyesang nawasak sa pagkatao niya bunga nang kanyang nakaraan, kaya niya bang ipagkatiwala sa unang pag ibig ang tiwala na di niya mabitawan? This is missing pieces series installment #1 Read at your own risk Enjo-Endure the pain :) !!
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When Alistair Melek gave his life to the sea, various degrees of things changed. For starters, his love for bloodshed was exemplified. Bolder. He was drawn to the clash of a sword, blood spilling below the floorboards, like a moth drawn to a flame. And this love was damned to spread through his crew as some treacherous disease, claiming any and all who joined. But he knew this was the price he'd pay. The price for the sea itself. So when his crew completes another standard loot and pillage from a merchant ship, he allows his men a bit of fun. He liked to give them an audience, rounding up those who didn't fall victim to the blade during battle, and forcing them to beg for their lives. To prove how much they really wanted to live. Alistair had ruled the sea for some years now. Killed thousands, maybe tens of thousands. Destroyed hundreds, maybe thousands of vessels. And yet, each feeble human was all the same. There was not one man he threatened that didn't beg for their lives with all they had in them when faced with the wrong end of the sword. Each feeble human was always the same. Or so he thought. And yet, he also thought that this would be a standard job. A treat for his men after a night of good work. But this particular survivor, the one with long white hair and dead-looking eyes... He wasn't a merchant. He couldn't have been. More importantly, there was no hesitancy when Alistair asked the fairly built man whether he wanted to live, and the man replied with a simple no.

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