Alisha Boe Georgina Campbell Mga Nobela at Kwento

*** Alessia, after ending the video chat with Milo and Arlie, settled into her evening routine. Just as she was about to head into the bathroom, her phone buzzed with an incoming call from Veronica. She hit Answer. ‘Hey, V, how’s the camping trip going?’ ‘It’s amazing! The scenery here is breathtaking. We hiked to this amazing waterfall today. You should see the pictures I took! But enough about me, how’s everything on your end?’ Alessia’s smile faltered slightly as she considered the events of the past week. ‘A mess.’

"She replied as tears slipped down her eyes. "Don't worry whether your mate or not someone who will love you will come for you."Laura said to her in a consoling manner. "Thanks alot, I'm Alisha and I'm thirty, you?"Alisha introduced herself while sitting up from the bed and staring at Laura. "Wow, what a beautiful name for a beautiful lady, I'm Laura and I'm twenty four."She said with a smile while extending her hand for a handshake. Alisha is a beautiful woman even in her early thirties she looks like one in her late twenties. She has two sisters and they have all found their mates though she's the eldest amongst. She had never been lucky in a relationship so it all came crumbling down.

Even had the guts to call me by that Name. Bella. That is the name of a weakling, I am not a weakling. Bella stood there and allow her parents to die, and she cried and ran, but I'm Ashanti. I'm the one revenging them, I'm the one fighting for them, and fighting for the truth. Even if they weren't my parents, they raised me as their own. Treated me with love and I watch them being taken away from me. I'll find that boss.

Alisha replied, noticing that George trembled slightly when he heard her father's name. Alisha stood on George's porch, her heart racing. She looked at the once familiar uncle who was now so strange. George's eyes were filled with fear and hesitation, which made Alisha even more convinced that she had stumbled upon something important. "Uncle George," Alicia whispered, trying to make her voice sound more friendly, "I know this may make you uncomfortable, but I really need your help. I just want to know the truth."

He looked disappointed to see I was alone. “You were hoping to see some ass, weren't you?” I laughed. “We might be in trouble, boss!” Payne reported, paying no attention to my comment. The laughter on my face disappeared right away. “What is it?” I asked carefully. “I ordered my men to keep an eye on the two ladies in that video. The man watching Tasha Allison sent a report ten minutes ago. She was picked up in a car earlier,” Payne reported. “He tried following her but he ended up losing track of the car. He had the car's plate number though and when I looked into it, the car was owned by one George Beckham.”