Asta's Novelas e Histórias

Basha said as he placed a kiss on her forehead. Anna ran out to the front of the house, where Dexter had already parked the grey Tesla and was leaning on it as he waited for her. "You're finally here," he commented as he opened the door for her. Then he went to the driver's side and got in as well. "Sorry, Dex," Anna said. "I'm sure you may have waited a while." Dexter grinned. "Sorry, but if you don't want me to be mad anymore, you'll need to give me some info."

After a while, he sighed. "My real name is Lucian Quentin Ross". His cold voice broke the silence. I raised my head to look at him. Shock evident on my face. "My dad is Damien Ross". He continued. A small gasp flew from my lips, my eyes widening in surprise. I've heard of Damien Ross. He was one of America's biggest and most wanted drug lord. Ignoring the look on my face, he continued.

It must be great to have friends. " that's great baby, you can invite her over, " His mother smiled at Asher and it was bright and too fake. The Bonavich's are one of the most important people in the country, they are the family's competitor. He didn't let the emotions take over his face, his blank and emotionless face was up to them. " Ace?" someone whispered to him. His thirteen years old sister, Anaya Alastar. Ace and Anaya we're the closest.

he said, tugging lightly at my hair extensions. I rolled my eyes, a faint smile laced with amusement tugging at my lips, "You're an incorrigible man Mr. Astor. Shouldn't you be celebrating that I kissed you?" His laugh vibrated his body which I realized was pressed against mine but I made no attempt to move and he did not attempt to release me, "My father was known as Mr. Astor and now my brother goes by the name. I'm not following in their footsteps."

Her Aunt Caroline had already made breakfast. “Good morning Aunt Caroline. What’s up for breakfast?” she smiled as she inhaled deeply and slowly. “Homemade hummus, sliced carrot sticks and cucumbers, feta and pita bread.” “Aunt, you know you’re such a great cook. Can I ever measure up to you? Ahh, I forgot you own a restaurant in Puerto.” Ava quickly set the table. She was already hungry and the aroma of the food was causing her to salivate more.

direct. At the age of 500, Aranjo was ordered to always wear a veil, including when the little girl slept. Ara was sad, but she couldn't do anything. Ara is disappointed at the indifference of the night God who is Aranjo's biological father and grandfather, the Demon King.

𝑻𝒐𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒐𝒅𝒂𝒚, 𝒕𝒐𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒘𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒚 , '𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒌𝒔 𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉

yes i know, I'm such a jerk for a prince. "Nervous?" I almost jumped from my position. His voice from my back feels like I've been electrified and it made me feel weird. There's no way I'm going homosexual with him! "Don't be such a d*ck Luther" I angrily spat. He just laughed in amusement when-- "Harris Esqroic and Luther Astrix please join arena 4!" This really is doomsday!

I am Azura. The only goddess of two elements. Fire and water. Ooops...... Right introduction, wrong timing. **************** "This is not gonna be a great day". This was all I could say to myself. Somehow deep down, I could just feel that something huge was gonna happen today. It was the same gut feeling I woke up with the day I lost my parents to a ghastly car accident. I was a hundred and one percent sure, that crazy things are gonna happen today.

Damon greeted her, the woman, Kristen, hugged Damon, I could see Damon didn't actually want to hug her but I was so jealous, I got up off the swing, and when she let go of Damon I got her attention "Hi, I'm Anastasia, I'm living with Damon, and you are?" I asked knowing Damon had never mentioned her "I'm Kristen, Damon's good friend" she emphasized "Hmmm, he's never mentioned you before, have you Damon?" I looked to Damon for the last part of the question