The Last Immortal Hybrid

The Last Immortal Hybrid

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AN:hey guys this will be my very first story so I am sorry if my grammars are wrong... so yah just enjoy reading if u want... WARNING: *first this story is for open mindeds only so if your closed minded you can just read another book *second i may not update racently cause i am still in high school :) *tagalog story po to sa first lang ang english ahh...;) thats it. About the story: she's cold,emotionless but behind those personality hides a girl who just wanted to experience love.. scarlette rhens winter a hybrid girl and the only one supernatural being left. after hiding in europe for decades she decide to live like a normal high school student in the Philippines. well enjoy reading.I guess ;) well for u to understand more just read this book if you want to.. and i am not pushing u either prologue :
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Bawat kirot ay may katumbas na paghihiganti. Yes, every pain demands a payback. That's the first thing I learned when I loved him. Not consciously, not right away-but slowly, in pieces. He taught me how to love. His love was wildfire-reckless, consuming, beautiful in the way it ruined everything. I thought I was lucky to have it. I thought he saw something in me. Maybe he did. Maybe he saw the parts that were already breaking. He taught me how to bend the rules, how to silence the voice in my head that said "this isn't right." With him, right and wrong blurred until they didn't matter. Until all that mattered was staying close enough not to lose him, but distant enough not to drown. And then came pain. He taught me pain in a thousand unspoken ways. In words that stung more than silence. In apologies that came too late. In touches that lingered with regret. And pain... And pain. Again and again No fairy tale. No forever. It was never about soulmates. It was just... a story. A complicated, messy, painful story. But still, I gambled. I bet my heart on something that didn't deserve it. And in the end, that so-called love? It destroyed me. It didn't just break me-it broke everything I cared about. Everyone I loved. It burned through every soft thing I had left inside me. Because that love... Was disastrous. Behind the illusion of love hid everything I was afraid of: pain, betrayal, lies, manipulation. A heartbreak wrapped in promises. A knife dressed like a kiss. But here's what no one tells you: after heartbreak comes something sharper. Stronger. Revenge. And revenge-it's not sweet. It's not cold. It's best served hot. The kind of heat that doesn't ask for closure. It takes it. I, who was a he, now turned into a she. I will serve pain out of pain. Not to mirror the cruelty, but to remind the world: You don't get to hurt someone like me and walk away unburned.

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