Ban El Zorro De La Avaricia Novels & Stories

Even peacefully asleep, she enraptures me in all her glory. How have I changed so much? After knowing her so little? It's preposterous! She soothes the hate in my heart. She consoles the pain. She extinguishes the grief. She melts away the ice. She makes the Avarice, that poisons my entire being, to cower away. Yet all of this she does, without having to even so much as lift a finger or say a word.

They are endangered animals being hunted by an invisible enemy, it's funny how the man full of doubts about me now has me in high esteem for being loyal to him, his suspicions being washed away. I press my fingernail against the already sensitive skin of my thumb, containing my thoughts inside the fucking aquarium full of piranhas craving blood. The pulsation of the artery is like a perfect lure, the breath strong and furious around the macabre scene in the office, the men who claim to be loyal looking for any means to escape the gaze. Enrico betrayed his ideas, honor, and loyalty everything we were taught when entering the famiglia, and now the men themselves are squirming in their armchair

Ella aka ignore-me-because-I-am-stupid snarls in my head. Hey, who do you think you are calling stupid, you ugly brat? I could not answer that for I diverted my attention and listened to Sierra’s reply instead. ‘Come on! We could have never known how awfully pleasing it would be to earn our own money and spend it. I never knew I could handle all of it so well. The lewd wolves, hunger, poverty, mediocre food, and changing attire. It's thrilling. You just have to evaluate your options with due consideration.'

"I don't want to fit into your life. I want to return to mine. I don't want to stay here and I certainly don't want to marry your brother." "He's a really good man if you just get to know him." "I don't care! I have already found the man I desire to spend the rest of my life with and it is not him. I will never love him. Never!" Loque Bella said and cried on. In the village settlement, Prince Callum and Mr. Braun were still locked up in the steel cage as the lacertins carried on going about their work. Just then a frilled lizard lacertin walked up to the cage with five lacertins behind him; dressed in leather armour like soldiers and with swords on their belts.

"A servant we let into our home because we thought you had gratitude. But a Moreno is always a Moreno. You saw the gold and forgot the hand that fed you." "Gratitude?" Vincenzo let out a sharp, hysterical bark of laughter. He reached into his jacket, and for a second, I thought he was going for a weapon. Instead, he pulled out a thick, leather-bound ledger—the one he’d carried for years. "I took the scraps you gave me and I turned them into billions! I saved you from the fire! I gave you a husband! I gave you a life!" "You gave me a cage!" I shouted, stepping forward. The fog in my mind was gone, replaced by a searing, white-hot clarity.

MAD “That, I don’t know. He could just visit the princess and ask her to come home. Maybe you should ask him and use this information to shake a tree.” He could see the bulb lit up above my head. “That cunt who called me an American philanderer actually sucks dicks is a cheater. The fucking audacity.” I fist my hands as a storm of anger and hatred rushed through my body, making my body vibrate in anger. “And they used Tara for their own selfish benefits.”

Fred ordered, gazing at me as I lay down on the ground, still breathing tiredly. “I can’t.” I moaned in pain. “You aren’t a human Andrea, well, you are partly, but that’s not my point. You are a werewolf and a white wolf, a descendant of the moon goddess, I didn’t take you as someone who’s lazy and gives up easily.” “I’m not lazy, I’m just tired,” I growled as I forced myself to sit up. ‘He didn’t just call us lazy, did he?’ Eliza asked, and I sighed.

Turning to Giovanni, Isabella mustered the courage to pose her question once more, her voice trembling with uncertainty. "Giovanni, did I... Did I just have intimate relations with a wild creature, with a wolf, and not a human?" Giovanni's gaze softened as he met Isabella's fearful eyes. After a brief pause, he nodded slowly, acknowledging the truth. "Yes, Isabella. The creature you encountered, the one we shared that intimate connection with, was indeed a werewolf."

After hours of work, Evangelina's stomach began to growl so loudly that Demetrio could hear it. "Are you hungry, Miss Anderson? Looks like you got a lion in there," he said and closed the laptop. Eva smiled nervously as she looked down, a little embarrassed. "Haber, why don't you prepare me something delicious?" the very cool one said to her, leaning back from the couch. Eva looked at him with a raised eyebrow. What's wrong with him, she thought without answering, trying to calm down. "Sorry, I don't think I have anything to offer you, he still hasn't collected the first payment and the pantry is empty," she said apologetically.

Her eyes darted between us, her body tense. My father’s lips curled into a sneer. “Ah, the culprit makes her entrance. You must be... Araceli, isn’t it? The little gold-digger.” Are you proud of yourself, angel?” he continued, his words dripping venom, his tone condenscending “Did you see this as your mega chance, huh? What did you see in my son, a billionaire's bank account to lift you out of that cheap life of yours? A golden ticket out of the gutters?”