Abigail And The Forbidden City Novels & Stories

He sat beside the driver, and as soon as he was seated, the driver drove off. Abigail stared at the buildings of New York from the window. Sure, it was a massive city with beautiful nightlife. The air fanned some strands of her curly blonde hair. The car pulled to a stop, and Jose alighted from it, opening the car door for her. What does she owe this pleasure? Abigail thought as she hopped out of the car, glancing at the one-story building with a pink and blue neon sign that reads "LUST" and a red awning over the entrance with a walkway leading to the door.

Angelina chased her after, calling her helplessly, “Abigail, wait…” This time, Abigail didn’t stop. She increased her pace, even more, wiping her tears away with the back of her hand. Angelina couldn’t walk faster because of the sandy surface. But she didn’t stop her steps. “Abigail… At least wait for Charles. I am sure he will find a solution to save your father...” Abigail’s steps came to an abrupt halt as soon as she heard her mention Charles. Fresh tears welled up in her eyes. She knew that going back to City M meant stepping on Aidan's trap.

They struggle through the winter to come in Spring in order to decorate our nature with its colour of happiness. I don’t know how much I struggled but I know Inaya was reborn because of Carlos. Inaya got her hope because of the ruthless American Mafia Carlos Joseph Marcello. And Inaya would be living in some part of this world because of you. Forgive me for everything. Forgive our unrequited forbidden love. It is supposed to be cherished and not be lived anymore. We met as strangers but turned out to be the most important part of each other’s life. But I can’t live with the guilt of pushing you every time in a danger zone. Let me cherish our moments and live alone. In your pensive mood talk

Book 2 of Forbidden Series: The Forbidden Grimoire Hello, my faithful readers, thank you so much for your support to purchase the coins and reading the first volume of the forbidden series, I hope you can enjoy reading the second volume, titled ‘the forbidden grimoire.’ Happy reading! Prologue: The Beginning of an End.

That evening, instead of pacing and waiting for him to come home, I sent the document to a master forger and had his signature put onto the document. ‘Abigail can never get you Damien..she’s lost once before and she’ll lose again’ I thought to myself as I smiled watching the television, devising my plan to get that strange lady out of the picture. Ready to fight off the women around Damien, the wretched Abigail, the rich one and now the strange woman, one by one, they’ll be out our lives. **** Damien’s POV

“You! You let her get away with this.” Mason looked between them, then at me, amused. “Do I want to know what I’ve done?” Maria crossed her arms, looking at me expectantly. “We’ve met Mason before. You know, your friend Mason.” My stomach dropped. Oh, no. Ash continued, putting a hand on her chest like she’d been personally betrayed. “You really looked us in the eyes and said, ‘Oh, he’s just a friend’ while you were sneaking around playing forbidden romance with a whole detective?”

Reluctantly, I approached him, facing the expectant onlookers. His gaze, filled with repulsive arrogance and lust, met mine. Summoning all my courage, I spoke firmly. "I, Lyra Sabastian of Wildfire pack, reject you, Maximus Orion of Fable pack, as my mate,". My words echoed through the crowd, sending shockwaves not only through them but through myself as well.

I dropped my bag immediately, ran off to get his coffee, on my way back I paused a little to catch my breath before knocking on his door, then I heard some conversations, normally I would go back and wait or just knock before entering but I heard something that got my attention. "Okay, so what's it going to be? Now that she's gone, you need a Luna, An alpha can't be left alone," "I Know and that's why I'm trying my best to find that person, it's not been easy on me, after Fiona died, I couldn't bring myself to find another mate, and when I finally do, it's Forbidden, she's the only one I can connect with, I can even read her mind." "But you know no Alpha can be mated to a

I scuffed. “Let me explain. Witches are born looking just like you and me. When they taint their magic with evil temptation, what we call corruption, their figure starts to grow into the skeletal figure your pack teaches you of. The more they miss use their magic the more they are deformed, until they wither away to dust and stone. If a witch never gives into the temptation to use corrupted magic, she would never become deformed. Boleyn fused corrupted magic with her own, which led to her exile from the Golden City.” She explained to Damon before turning to me. “When we learned your mother fell pregnant we were certain Boleyn had used her corrupted magic to implant her own fertilized egg int

The cheekbone lady let out a deep sigh her straight black hair being let down from a tight ponytail while she shakes her head in dissaprovement. "We will have to discuss this later then Elizabeth" she said harshly causing me to feel shocked at her sudden behavior change. "Anyway" she said looking back at me "this is a school for supernatural children" she said placing a hand on my shoulder "you'll learn everything you need here" she finished smiling softly. "Supernatural?" I questioned. Vera looked confused and looked over to Elizabeth "she doesn't know anything" Elizabeth whispered with her head down avoiding eye contact. "Oh" Vera said raising an eyebrow while staring at me "well that make