Novels by Eimy R.

MATHIAS¡No todo es lo que vemos y oímos!I can't believe how entertaining it is to throw a basketball against the ceiling and wait for it to fall back into my hands. It's stress relief for me.-When the hell are you going to stop doing that? -Aitor asks for the fourth time.-If it bothers you that much, you can ask to switch rooms. -He laughs.-That won't happen.-Then we'll have to put up with each other. -There are two knocks on the door- Come in.-I thought you didn't want to see your friend anymore.-Shut up, if only I could get out... -I murmur.-And I came to invite you to a party... -he pretends to be sad- Well, it'll be without you. What you'll be missing out on in this jail. -He climbs the ladder to the bunk bed and sits on the edge.-Sorry to interrupt, but I don't agree with you. -He points to Henry- If we're with the right people, we have an advantage. Mathias knows that well. -With that he gets up from the desk and leaves the room.-Who's that guy?-Jealous, Henriciyo?-

UNKNOWN¿Un nuevo aliado o enemigo?—What news do you have for me? —she asks as soon as she sees me enter her office.—You don't even let me get in, sit down, and greet you properly. —I complain.—We don't have time for that.—There's a time for everything, and we both know that with patience we get everything. —Her face is so disgusting it makes me nauseous just looking at her. 'Are you sure about that?' —A clear example of that is having managed to get rid of Gregorio Ibagon. —A smile spreads across her face.—You're right about that. I never thought you'd be capable of killing your own father, and I must admit, you surprised me.—What father are you talking about? An absent father is no father.—If you say so. —She shrugs— Now, let's change the subject to something more interesting to me. Any news about Nefertary? —She asks while pouring herself a glass of rum.—My dear little sister is planning her own kidnapping.—A self-kidnapping? —I nod.—Yes, she's obsessed with a guy she wan

NEFERTARYAl final, todos te traicionanA week had passed since my father's death, I still had no clue or trace of the killer and that was affecting my mood swings a lot. My patience is reaching its limit. To top it off, Lucy has been more involved in my life and that has been a complete nuisance. Today I was on the bleachers with her, arguing about things that seemed absurd to me.—Lately, you've been very close to those two, what have I missed? You don't tell me anything, Nefertary, that's what bothers me, you have me out of your life... like I'm a stranger.—My life isn't a novel that half the world has to know about.—Excuse me!? —she's offended by my words—. I'm not the whole world, I'm your friend.—A friend who, since those two came into my life, has wanted to know everything I do. When before, Lucy? That never interested you at all.—I can't believe you're saying that seriously. I'm not that kind of friend.—Well, you're showing the exact opposite and if you keep going like th

MICHAELElla tiene el control—Here we are, what do you need from us?—First, take a seat wherever you like, and you know perfectly well why I called you.—This is stupid, I told you, Aida, it was a waste of time coming here. —he says, annoyed.—Aitor, I only asked for one damn thing before you came here and you two can't even fulfill it.—You're wrong about that, we have fulfilled the pact. —defends Aida, who is sitting on one of the sofas in the room.—Please, do I look like an idiot to you? You think I don't know you've been checking out boys and girls from school for your little games.—You were wrong about that part, they've been checking us out, we can't ignore them when they want our attention.—When I said nobody from school, I meant nobody, Aitor. —I say through my teeth.—Well, there's still an entire country to have fun, relax Michael. 'they're just so stubborn'—Understand, brother, he still hasn't gotten over his little sister's death, that's why he's so worried about tho

NEFERTARYEl juego ha comenzado (Parte II)After an hour and a half of driving, I've arrived. I don't even bother putting a foot outside the car. It's already 10:37 a.m., and apparently, there's no sign of the people I don't want to run into right now.I take a deep breath. The damn car door shouldn't scare you, Nefertary, although opening that door is showing me the dreadful reality: that he is dead. 'He's not dead yet, you know.'Without thinking twice, I get out of the car, enter the cemetery, and go in search of his grave. I find it, exactly where Steven had told me. No one's around, which is better. Cemeteries are so silent and lonely they rarely have visitors.— I think this is going to become my favorite place, don't you think? — I hate feeling tense —. Why hadn't I discovered it before? — 'He's not going to answer you, Nefertary.'— There are things I don't understand, there have always been things I haven't understood. Then you came to clarify, to explain those things, althou

NEFERTARYEl juego ha comenzado (Parte I)Not even in a thousand years had I ever sat at this table to have breakfast alone with my mother, that's self-suicide, a desire not to exist, and here I am, facing her. I can't even explain why I'm doing this. 'She caught me just as I was leaving the mansion to get to school early and supposedly to do some calculus homework, she "kindly" asked me to join her for breakfast and well, you don't provoke the big monster, I had no choice.' The tension between us is obvious.—Where's Nat? —Impressive way to bring up a topic.—I don't think she's in her room. —As if I'd made a pact with my dear Lucifer, footsteps are heard from the entrance getting closer and closer until she appears.—Good morning, aunt! —She says with a big smile at my mother while taking a seat next to me at the table.—Good morning to you too, Nat. —For some reason I wish Natasha was her daughter instead of me.—My favorite cousin. —She gives me a kiss on the cheek along with a hu