Alma Gêmea Novels & Stories

Alma asked. The woman called Valencia immediately turned around and smiled at Alma. "Of course, come here; let's talk here." She said this as she waved her hand. Alma and Jemima walked over; both of them then sat on the chair that Mrs. Valencia had indicated. "Who is this, Miss Alma?" asked Valencia. Alma glanced at Jemima and then smiled. "The girl I was talking about the other day." She explained. "Wow!" said Valencia as she looked at Jemima.

"Hey John! Mariana called out. "Hey Mariana what's up?" he replied. "Where you have been, you were not in the class" she asked. "Got found my mate last night, it was my 18 birthday and luckily I found her, she is from the other pack" he said while smiling widely. Anna could hear something break like a mirror inside Mariana's head. Anna rolled her eyes. "So who she is?" Asked Mariana while controlling her emotions. "Amelia Summerstone, she is from the Summerstone pack, Alpha's second daughter, she just joint the school" He explained.

She doesn’t understand how her mother is still torturing her even after her death, making that stupid bracelet for him. “Well, time to get to your groom; he is waiting patiently for you,” he said, his voice deep and cunning, but Alma was too stupid to notice anything. They are already consuming her energy, and she does not know. The brothers really can’t wait till they cause more destruction to the supernatural world with their new host. Alma did a final touch to her make-up, spraying cologne and also putting down her veil before leaving her room, her black heavy gown trailing behind her.

There are four seats so there is another vacancy. Aleja's eyebrows met as he finally looked at the girl. Her voice sounded familiar to him and—his forehead furrowed as he watched the woman's dress. He didn't like it but he felt a warmth inside him that was inexplicable. "Oh my! Ameira—I mean Misty! You're here!" The friend ejaculated in shock at her and hugged then kissed her cheeks. Aleja's ear throbbed at the first name Samara mentioned. 'Ameira? I think I heard that name somewhere but I forgot when or where I heard that name.'

Elena did not see Ivar the next day either, while she was getting acquainted with all the servants and learned about everything there was to know about the city of Aurora, the most important trading market between Eir and Vallas even in times before the Empire. A trip to the heart of the city, its schools, academy, and orphanage was the first thing on her list. Getting to meet the noble families that lived nearby came second. If the nobles around the capital or down in the south had their apprehensions about the Alba family and Ivar in particular, then it was a well-known fact that the nobles in Alvor just hated him.

, Dawn replied, pointing to the windchime hanging over the window opposite the bed. “Sure”, Lena agreed. Dawn grinned, watching her hopped up from the bed to unhook the item, the metal cylinders jangling at they moved. She brought it over and laid it down on the duvet. Lena then sat down opposite her friend and they linked hands over the windchime. “I call upon the spirits and the magic of nature. Aqua, terra, ignis et aer”, she began.

Twenty-eight -Jenna- I'm being carried off by Alcander, like how he carried me off his land. Okay. This is what happen. Alcander charged at him with his men, and went to attack Kalmin and his men. Kalmin barely had time to shift and jump up when Alcander did. They fought like savage animals. No one was giving up, Alcander charged at him with a plan. He went for the sides then his neck, then back to the legs, then his neck. Kalmin was just a attacking what ever he can reach. But in the end Alcander clamped down on his neck while Kalmin struggled to get out his hold. I didn't want to look at his life leave his eyes, so I went to find Helmer.

Kim replied with a hint of blush. "I'm genuinely happy for you, Kim," Aly expressed, raising her glass in a toast. "Thanks, Aly," Kim responded warmly, taking a sip of wine. "Oh, by the way, how's Bazyli? How's Greece treating him?" Aly asked casually, her attention momentarily diverted to the TV screen. “ He’s fine. Business is going well, and he misses you, Aly,” she replied, drawing her attention to their conversation.

The hound that he was in kept his eyes on me, his eyes studying my soul before he kneeled, making me, Alvize, and Ezra frown. “Just like these two had their prophecy, you had yours.” Killian said, getting off the hound as it approached me. The Lycan stood a step behind as he watched and for the first time since I had met the Lycan, I couldn’t help but frown when I noticed that he wasn’t being cocky or aggressive. “Her name is Amarita, and she seems to have been born with you.”