Amanda Dela Cruz Novels & Stories

Biting my lip in concentration. "I think I'm done," I say, his face is outstanding better already. Patching itself together as though nothing happened. He doesn't move, "you're beautiful." I flush. Looking down and picking at my cracked nails. "Stop." Chris merely smiles, "You are Andrea. And I'm going to remind you every chance I get." I fumble to words, to any response. I've never considered myself beautiful. My almost platinum blonde hair was weirdly natural and my blue eyes where so light they sometimes seemed to reflect clouds. But beautiful? No.

" Nope/ Nahh! " They simply answered. " Good! " By the way. I'm Neil Alexia Maria De Vera. I'm eighteen years old, a beautiful maiden with an unorganized broken family and sometimes yes! They call me a gangster. The two people I'm with? That's Yna Arice Mandilla. She likes music, chocolates and she loves to sing. I didn't pertain to singing. Just saying!

So she remained silent and waited for what she had to say. “Your parents—Hazel and Jonathan—were just newly weds then. Easy and slow, they regularly stroll the outskirts of Dela Paz. To the grass plains and the river, to the bridge that marks the borderline of Dela Paz and Malaban, they would always go there and hang around. One day, from their usual walk, they brought home an infant. It was one of the rare instances that Hazel was extremely happy. She went to me and said she would be the mom of the child.

Probably some guy gave her a fake number in the bar. "I know what it is. But who are you?" She again asks me anxiously. "I am secretary of the President of the Damison Group. My name is Ethan Stone." I reply to her irritatingly, as she is wasting my time. I need to go home and take a lavender bath with my rubber ducks.

After all, love conquers all. I am Marissa Dela Cruz-Montero, and this is my story.

I took a deep breath and like a fool staring at my laptop monitor I closed my eyes and made up my mind, and I hope he will agree to my mania. "I hope you will read this and if you don't mind I will introduce myself. Im Amanda Huge 19 years old from the Philippines, im half American and half Thai" I introduced her but it's up to her, at least she's not online yet. "Long time ago when I was in your country for staying good, I was mesmerized by you, when I saw you on a TV Commercial. You were in a club holding a can of Cass Beer and your laughing and talking to someone there." I smiled when I remembered that day, the day why I was so crazy about him.

I'm so grateful and I can't thank you enough. I pray you find happiness just as Kendall DeLaCruz (Nee Hart) and Stephen DeLaCruz had. Xoxo! Qietah😍😍

She noticed the rich spoiled princess gritting her teeth in annoyance and glaring daggers to the still glamorously smiling Maurice. Agatha furrowed her brows then looked away when she noticed no more abnormalities from Maurice. She focused once again to the contest and watched as it reaches the crowning part. She later joined the clapping crowd when the pretty senior named Delila Morison won. Sadly, Amanda didn't make it due to her low score in popular support which was fifty percent of the contestants' overall score. In the end, the one declared as the first runner up was Zendee Broe, the chief editor of the publication.

Speaking into the microphone, she said, "Welcome to the party, everybody. Let's have fun tonight!" Applause resounded from below, capturing everyone's attention on Amanda. "Wow, Miss Amanda looks stunning tonight! She's the goddess of my dreams..." Amanda was dressed in a dark velvet backless gown, featuring a high slit that showcased her elegant legs. The back of the gown was open, revealing the radiant fair skin on her back. Due to her arms not being fully recovered, she wore black lace arm casts. Her hair was styled in a bun, and a luxurious diamond necklace adorned her neck. Under the lights, she exuded an aura of elegance and charm.