Anya Forger Novelas e Histórias

The girl looks back and she saw her duplicate Ariana Ferrer. Anika tightly closes her eyes and prays that what's she saw was a dream. A dream she wanted to forget. From afar, Ergo set a wide smirk on his face. "Welcome to the future, Anika!" He murmured after disappearing in thin air. ~~~~~~~~~~~The End~~~~~~~~~~~~~

It is for this reason that I have chosen to retain Master Blackridge for questioning. "Due to the delicate nature of this hearing, admittance has been limited to the witness and the Court, and it is because of this that I have chosen to call Captain Zahaynei to speak on behalf of his men. This will keep our guests to a minimum while maintaining the integrity of the soldiers' testimony. "Lastly, we have with us Miss Avera Ibori, daughter of High Colonel Tyberion Ibori, fugitive of state." 'Fugitive of state!' Avera's eyes widened in shock and horror as Kallida continued.

"I wanted to tell you, but weren't you dead?" Mom's whole body stiffened, and she slowly let go of me. Dad's face went pale as he asked, "Rena, when did your memory come back?" "I never forgot." I smiled bitterly. "Do you know how much willpower it takes not to be hypnotized? The hypnotist tied me to a chair, but I dug my nails into my palms until the skin broke, and I bit my tongue until it bled. Do you know how scared I was back then?"

Poor him. “Little brother,” I whispered to myself. It had to happen. For Father. For the alliance. For me to finally matter. And now Damon was going to take it all away. "No," I whispered. I started the engine. If Damon thought he could win—if he thought he could take Gina, take Father's favor, take everything I had sacrificed for— He was wrong. I pulled out of the parking lot and headed toward the highway. Tomorrow, I would start fighting back. And this time, I wouldn't lose.

she said with a smug smile. I nodded. "You're right. I can't do anything to you." But someone else might. After she walked away in triumph, I pulled out my phone and stopped the recording. Then, I sent Lydia the dog's necropsy report along with the voice recording. Lydia's mind was already clouded with despair, and she finally snapped. She didn't even have the strength to scream anymore. The ones closest to her had hurt her the most. She would use her own way to end the pain.

The amnesia held no flashes, no returns. Ethan arranged everything discreetly. New identities. Passports. A quiet discharge under the cover of night. "You're free now," he told me as we boarded a private flight to Europe. "No past to haunt you." I looked back at the city lights fading below, Hope asleep in my arms. "Thank you, Ethan," I said, leaning my head on his shoulder. "For saving us." He kissed my forehead softly. "I'd do it a thousand times." Adrian visited the grave often a simple marker in a quiet cemetery, paid for anonymously. "Cecilia Lancaster-Blackwood and Daughter." No dates. Just names.

On the country's most popular live television show, if a death row inmate received forgiveness from the victim's family, they would not be executed. The camera focused on a young man behind a set of steel bars. "Vance Hester. Diagnosed with bipolar disorder. Committed six murders in six months. Currently awaiting execution." The host turned toward the audience. "Our producers contacted the families of every victim in the hope that they might be willing to give him a second chance." But all six families refused to forgive him. They demanded that he pay for his crimes with his life. As the tension mounted, Greyson Reynolds, the eldest son of the Reynolds family and a special guest on the

I'll be back for you soon. I ran as fast as I could, and because I knew the routes like I knew the back of my hand, I avoided all the patrols trying to track me down. I screamed at the top of my lungs as I reached the border. - I, Beta Brady Brown, resign from my beta status and reject Lycan Moon Pach as my pack. I will continue my life as a rogue and return to save my mate and take revenge on all who cross my path. This is my solemn promise.

Alessio did same. Now I know where he got all his characteristics from. He tucked his hands into his pockets and Alessio did the same. Typically, a daddy's boy! They looked so good together, all of them. "Ms. Estella." He called, taking a step forward. "Or should I say, Ms Forger." He smirked. To say I was shocked was an understatement. I was perplexed, surprised! When I changed my name to Estella Harriet, I paid a huge sum of money to get that bullshit done and with everything and everyone present, I was sure no body would tell.

He also suddenly cut short negotiations for the alliance with the neighboring pack, willingly letting them take over—the condition being him stepping down as Alpha, while being paid a huge sum of money. The news didn't affect me at all, though a maid suddenly arrived with a letter with only my name and no sender. I opened it to find a check with a ton of money—more than the savings I had spent. I paused for a moment, but soon threw it aside and resumed reading the management diary that Dad had handed me. That little bit of money shouldn't bother me if I was going to succeed as an Alpha Female, because I should be instead prioritizing a bright, hopeful future.