Artista Novels & Stories

she rolled her eyes and turned looking for the bus to come. It took all my strength not to rub my hands together, I love a challenge, and this young girl looks like she will give me one. I nodded and cleared my throat, “what band are you listening too?” She rolled her eyes, “it’s not a band, it’s an artist,” she looked me up and down, “I’m sure you have no idea of who he is, but you may want to listen to him, Brandon Davis, he’s very inspirational, now if you don’t mind, I’d like to listen to him without interruption.”

14 Luciano “Capo, la mia signora è con quel tipo di nome Rory Johnson. (Boss, my lady is with that guy named Rory Johnson.),” Domenico informed me, I was looking at the monitor and watching them walking past my men looking at them with surprised eyes. I fisted my right hand as I saw her holding that candy fucker’s hand. I wanted to break his hands. How did he touch what I touched?! How dare he?!

"Let's give it up... to the Herald of Dexo Fernia, the shadow assassin! The daughter of Hikaris himself… VERONICA!" Chest out, shoulders back, I walked out of the dark and turned my gaze to every corner of the coliseum, and with a devilish grin on my lips, I raised my weapon and they screamed my name… just how I want them to. "And her challenger..." the announcer paused for a while, I crossed my arms and everyone went silent, patiently waiting until, "another daughter of Hikaris, the Mistress of Dexo Fernia, Elspeth!"

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But none of them greeted her, they all avoided her as far as possible as if she could transmit the disease to them. Aranjo doesn't care, she is used to being treated like that and this is the order of her father of course she must obey it. When Aranjo entered the main hall, she was greeted by the strains of a soul-soothing harp. Aranjo knows the song, it's not too difficult to play it. Aranjo also learned several musical instruments in the demon's residence and the harp is her specialty. Aranjo walks on the side of the room so as not to attract too much attention from the guests. But one thing she didn't realize was that her aura was able to attract attention without being visible. Slowly bu

He must have taken ten to twelve days to draw this masterpiece. '' How did you understand whether a man or woman drew this?'' Noir asked. '' It's simple for him,'' Christina comments standing beside Robin. Noir was on the other hand. '' He can distinguish painting whether it's drawn by a man or a woman.'' '' You have quite a talent don't you?'' Noir compliments. Robin was feeling embarrassed by all that compliment. They walked inside further. It was then Robin heard the name of Angela. He has been a huge fan of hers for a while. But he was never able to tell anyone about it.

After an hour in flight the information I had asked for comes through on all of Sandra's friends but one who seems to late to the party. " Ok let's see who we're dealing with shall we" I link the file to the tv and start to give my men a quick briefing "Gorden Clover age twenty-six has a criminal history of assault currently on probation. Hannah Sandoval age twenty student at Hillside community college studying to be a teacher" I hear a few chuckles and comments about if they had a teacher like her but ignore them and continue "Sarah Hall age twenty-two there is nothing else I b her other then her picture and our last guest seems to be a no show but the name on the V.I.P list gave us her nam

I assured her and went back to our side of the pavilion. *** Marcus pov The music dulled behind me as I stepped away from the crowd, my eyes following her. My daughter, Lyra, the Luna of Axelland. I wonder if she is on to my plans. But that is not possible. As I only let Garret know what I’m doing. Even at that I don’t tell him everything. But there are some questions I need answers about. I have to meet with her and ask her some things that are confusing me.

"My name is Dylan." The guy shouted through the music. I smiled at him and nodded my head, telling him I heard what he said. "I'm Carmela." He pulled me by my waist and I yelped at his action. His arms snaked around my waist making me stiff under his touch. He smiled at me, not a scary nor friendly smile.

A mate mark. “I’m happy for you,” Lydia said. Thalia smiled. “I’m happy too. And Knox… he’s a good guy. I’ve seen how you two look at each other.” Lydia smiled faintly. “Yeah, I guess so.” Thalia pulled out a necklace. The pendant was a woman’s head with snakes for hair—Medusa. It looked golden, but it felt alive. “This is my parting gift,” Thalia said, placing it around Lydia’s neck. “I can’t say goodbye at the garage—it’ll break me. So remember me until we meet again.”