Novelas de eht ylFnnogard

SilverWhat was he thinking? This British boy was clearly crazy because why was his body so close to mine?Was this his plan all along? I'd be ashamed to think that he only did this because he wanted to get close to me and steal a kiss from me."Let go"I said as I tried to pull out my hand from his grasp. But his hands were too strong and his grip was so tight I could barely feel the restraint."I should let you go? Is that what you really want? You don't want me to prove that I'm not gay anymore?"To be candid, I didn't care. I just didn't want to be doing his laundry at all. "Let go of me."I said again, trying to fight him off. He looked at me and smirked. I could literally feel his breath on my skin. Why are our bodies so close to each other?"Do you really want me to let you go?"What kind of stupid question is that? Of course I did."You're really enjoying this aren't you? Tormenting me? Tell me is this what you do in your free time? Cornering girls and forcing them to kiss yo

Why on earth was she standing there looking at me?"You're gay"Her voice peaked as she screamed those words out of her mouth."No fucking way. Bloody hell. Why would you say-""That you're gay?"She had a mischievous glare as she folded her arms and looked back at me."Gold-. I mean Silver""Gold?"She looked at me with a frown as the smirk on her face washed down. "I'm so-"I was about to say sorry when it hit me. I was about to apologize to her. Not a chance in hell."So what if I think your name is Gold, you're lucky I don't think it's Bronze"I said as I smirked and I saw her disappointed she looked, it made me elated in a way I just couldn't explain."Hm. You know what it doesn't matter. You're still gay""What no way"I said as I defended myself."Oh really? Then explain this?"She pulled out a red thong and raised it up. I looked even more confused."What does that have to do with anything"She looked at me with a smile ticked between her lips. What was she about to say?"Tell

"Oh sweet karma, you definitely have a way of jiggling your sweet ass around don't you?"I was obviously satisfied if not elated with how things had played out. Obviously, I had it for her and I was actually just going to let her fear and anxiety get the better part of her but apparently destiny had better plans for me."Who knew fate could be so cruel to you?"I muttered as I giggled underneath my breath while watching her advance towards my house from the corner of my window. I am definitely going to enjoy this, I just knew it.As soon as she arrived. She rang my doorbell twice but I stalled on purpose. I wanted to make her wait, you know to get on her nerves. Then I opened the door."First of all, you're late and if you keep ringing my doorbell like that you're gonna have to pay for a new one and I... don't think you have the money for that"I snorted as gave way for her to come in."Well, maybe if you weren't too busy with your...tea"She stressed the 'tea'"You would actually hea

The moment I saw him I knew I was done for. Why did fate have to be so cruel to me? Tell my why he had to be son of the man who had sponsored my scholarship?The faint pain of frustration that travelled through me in such a haste. I wasn't sure I was going to be able to breathe properly. The moment I realized that it was his father who had sponsored the scholarship that had brought me here and was probably going to keep me here knew I was cooked. "Shit"I expelled under my breath. How could this even happen. How was this possible? I glanced at him one more time before I could bring my head down hoping that he didn't see me but it was too late for that.He had not only seen me but he had recognized me and he let me know by signaling me with a wink.I retorted immediately and shifted my head towards another direction hopefully, it would calm my nerves down but man was I lying to myself."To represent his father and give a speech on behalf of his father, Henry Williams"The crowd roar

Henry Williams.I hated her. I really hated her. After everything she had put me through today. I really did hate her and was definitely going to serve my revenge on her doorstep.Not only was I forced to do her own bidding but I had to walk around with a stained coffee shirt.I couldn't get over the eyes that followed me as I walked through the cafeteria. So embarrassing but not like I cared. The last thing in my were people's opinions.Getting into my dorm or should I say demi mansion. I tossed my stuff on my bed and tried to take a rest before I could process what the hell happened today.I couldn't get over how fast paced my life had gotten. From being the heir to my father's title. The possibility of being the next prince of Wales and maybe the future king of England to what? An outlaw.The thought of everything had left my heart in a panic attack. Was coming America really the answer to the problem?Waking me up from thoughts, my phone rang. I checked and it was my supposed fath

SilverNo matter how hard I tried. I knew for a fact that I wouldn't explain what was going on at that moment.His presence had weakened me to the point I had forgotten that I was supposed to fight him off by pulling my hand away.His eyes mesmerized me to the point that I had forgotten that at this very moment he was being a jerk."Let-let-let go"I managed to stutter as I whispered. But he still held unto it. Then I snapped and pulled my hand away. In my recovery feat, I heard a voice break into my thoughts."What is going on here, Mr Williams?"I looked to see a man standing before me. He was taller than me, looked like he was in his 50s and had a moustache that had covered under his nose."Um sir. I can explain"The jerk spoke. The jerk that held my hand spoke and I noticed he had a strong British accent. "I wish I had all the time to listen to you. Take your seats. The class is about to start"He said as he headed towards the podium and Emily dragged me to the corner. Whispering

Quickly, I bend my head to hide my face but he seems infuriated."You don't speak?"His voice thunders back at me. Slightly I get infuriated and disgusted. If I was well within my rights I would have attacked him but I didn't. I knew the complications of doing anything that would question my identity, I just had to remember that I was invisible so I maintained my silence. I looked at the floor waiting for whatever decision he would come up with. I was willing to put my pride down, the life of my sister depended on me. "I'm talking to you""I'm I'm so-sorry"I murmured, I didn't want to seem too outspoken I know for sure that it would blow my cover. He walked up to me and slowly he circled me. "Hmm, you don't look bad"He said, usually when a man said that I wouldn't waste my time to take him out but now I was in a situation where I was forced to do nothing and it hurt as hell."So you don't have a name?"He sounded sharp but I couldn't stand him. I couldn't stand people like him who

The slowest flight I ever had. I tried not to think, for the first time in years I was going on a mission alone. Arriving at the capital I had promised myself to leave all the emotions behind. There was no Carlos, no team just me. Arriving at the village, a small town in Italy, it was very suburban. Nothing like where I was coming from. It reminded me of my family and where I was from. Everyone looked so simple. From descriptions this is where they'd pick their slaves from.At the store house, we were treated less than animals, strict reminders that we were disposable. All we had to do was obey the orders given to us. For the most part, I'd call this human trafficking but they submitted their free will so there was nothing particularly to say. "Move here"One of the men shouted. It was a treacherous room filled with people. I wondered why someone would do this to themselves. After everything we were parked into a truck. Stuffed in like animals. I could see children barely teens. I

I was sure Greta had it out for me. Right across the room I could see her eyes even though she wore sunglasses. Everyone was sad, including me. Yes! I hated J but I didn't want him to die. It hurt me to see his body lifeless in the casket. It made me feel certain feelings. I could not react, I didn't want to. The entire room was in black, but nobody cried, not even Greta. "It's not your fault"Carlos Whispered to me but I knew I was apportioned blame for this, at least to his mother.I sighed as I paid my last respects to him and threw my flowers on his coffin. Turning around to walk away. I met glances with Greta. Even beneath her shades I could see the look of revenge in her eyes. I knew Greta, I knew her well.I made it to my car, but something felt odd as I turned to the passenger seat. I saw a note opened and it read……I will always love you- JI turn to the steering, and yelled"What kind of sick game is this!"I bang the steering, my chest swells with anger. Opening the door,

My feet were freezing, it was stone cold and it looked like we were going to freeze to death. Lily on my back, I could hear her whimpering. She was still in shock and so was I. A few moments back we were a happy family, I, Lily, Mama and Papa eating breakfast on the table. Mama had just baked bread and Lily was very excited about it. I wasn't sure whether to cherish the moments or not. But life was beautiful. Mama in the kitchen, there was a knock on the door, I didn't really take into account who they were but Papa had gone to open the door. In our old poor home there was a fire place where we made ourselves feel warm. It was a treasure, it stopped us from freezing to death on most winter nights. Everything was so perfect until I heard Papa scream "Miranda", Mama's name followed by a gunshot. Quickly, she rushed us through the back door and told us to run in her words "don't look back" confused but pushed with adrenaline, I held Lily's hand and ran as fast as I could run. Through

To be honest it felt good to put Greta in her place. She had done too much and now I wasn't going to take it.“Scarfaced is responsible for the treacherous killing and butchering we see in pictures and videos”“So Alfredo is just the name? He's actually harmless?”“From the looks of things yes”“Any weaknesses”“Yes, alcohol”“As expected”“You'd mistake him for an alcoholic but it's just an addiction he avoids”We both giggle“You know he's actually good looking, handsome I'd say”“So now you've got eyes for our mark”I stare at him sarcastically“Be serious, it's just… it's just umm”I get lost for words“A what?”Carlos mocks me with a laugh I clear my throat “It's just an observation. Thank. You”“You're welcome”The smirk around his lips comes to life.“So enough about my mark. Tell me about my cover. Who is Maria?”“Very simple. She is an Italian orphan who is loyal to her masters”“She sounds like a slave?”“She's supposed to be“Is that how Italians like it?”“That's how mob

Pictures of dead bodies clouded in front of my eyes. These images were terrifying. Agents that I respected, who worked for the agency butchered. Videos of them being tortured continually played for me to see, was the aim to fill me with fear? Alfredo De El was quite treacherous.“It's okay”I screamed, there was silence and awkward stares then they looked at me again. “Put it off, I've hard enough”Said it like I was giving up. Mumurs continued and the videos didn't stop. I heard screams. I couldn't take it. I just wanted to break loose and leave that place but I couldn't my hands were strapped to the chair. After a few more videos, one of the men standing there got a call, I couldn't hear what he was saying but I was extremely curious. After ending the call he walks up to and removes the straps on my hand. Immediately my hands are free, I use my leg to kick him in his crotch and hit him with a punch. The other two come for me and I swing my leg across the face of one while I I use m