Beatrice Warrior Nun Novels & Stories

Whatever they thought, she knew one thing for certain: there was no turning back now. An arrogant looking warrior, tall and weathered, yelled out from the crowd, “Yeah, but can she hit a moving target?” Some of the warriors around him laughed. Without hesitation, Jaiyana released the discus in his direction, severing the hair from the top of his head, smiling triumphantly as the discus returned to her. “Be confident, warrior, that if I had wanted to, I would have severed your head.” Her eyes were glowing brightly as she watched his stunned face, his hand feeling his newly shaved patch of scalp on his head.

She wants to say something, but she's not comfortable with it. "The abuse, was it just physical?" The implication in her question isn't lost on me, and I'm quick to assure her that despite mistreating me, they never did more than beat me. And that was a relief. It was one of the first things Natalie asked me when we were alone. Fortunately, they never laid a hand on any prisoner. She inquires me further for a few moments longer before declaring me fit to go. Bethany indicates some products to help with the scarring. I'm already grabbing the doorknob when her delicate voice stops me.

Dwayne and Bianca looked at her with disgust because they were trying to plan a war and she was acting like a crazy person. "That useless man has run away with my money and he has left that girl alive to mock me with her beauty and her new title as a Luna of the Green Eyes Pack! We must go there first and we must kill her before she can tell Nathan the truth about what we did to her when she was a prisoner in our cells!" Beatrice cried. She grabbed her sister's hand and she looked like she was losing her mind with the fear of being caught in her own lies.

He turns to face Mason. “Certainly Alpha, well, I saw a female in your warriors team whom I know pretty well.” Mason starts. “She's a spy sent by the rogues to report about the packs, first she was in Nadine-west, now I see her here. Its Beatrice.” He says. “What?” I say. It's so ridiculous. “Yeah, we managed to capture her. We tortured her for a bit, but she escaped our custody.” tortured her? it's like that's all I heard. Torture.

It did not dawn on me that she was soft on him until my daughter, and of course, dear Bea, told me about it. “That there nurse of yours,” said Beatrice smugly, with a sly wink one afternoon as I sat at my desk, working, “She got the hots for our Tony.” I stared at her in some confusion. My work kept me busy and I was preparing to appear for an exam that would help me to apply for my doctorate in Buddhist Studies. Pushing my glasses off my nose and rubbing the bridge of my nose, I sighed and asked, “Bea, what are you talking about?”

One of them waiting for the other to slip up so that they take that as an excuse to attack but none of them are leaving a chance for slip up. "Sorry, Sasha VAHEMIR ", Beatrice voice makes everyone tilt their neck to face her. She is on taking a bow and holding unto her dress and Davil let go of Seb. Davil chuckles and that seems to make Aiden blood boil, he is pissed his sister stooped so low, so is Seb. He must wish he had knelt so that Beatrice won't have to apologize. Did he think he stands a chance against El mushacr? He can't land a single punch, not even in his dreams. Beatrice has changed, the war took a toil on her, it made me more respectful, level headed.

I went down fully, cheek against the cold stone, the coat twisted around my legs, staring at the base of the wall while the room tilted slowly around me. "Don't," I whispered. I wasn't sure who I was talking to anymore. "You're disgusting," Beatrice said above me, and her voice had gone quieter now, which was somehow worse than the laughing. "You know that? Six years of acting like you were too good for this place. Too haunted, too holy, too broken for anyone to touch. And then one night with him and you crawl back like this." She paused. "I thought with all your holiness you could resist. Maybe even call Jesus down to save you. Well guess what, no one, not even the God you serve can save yo

she said with a touch of sadness in her voice. Its not right that they treat the lower ranks with such cruelty and hostility. I'm the daughter of a Top Warrior which puts me higher up in the ranks, but not enough to avoid the insults and some pushes and shoves. The worst ones are Heather, the Gamma's daughter, and Maximus, the Beta's son, who go out of their way to pick on Penelope and me. I dont know why they do it, we stay out of their way and rarely run into them but they somehow always find us. I think Heather is just jealous becasue she hasn't trained a day in her life which makes her weak and not suitable for the higher ranks she is trying to get mated to. Right now she is dating Maxim

The bidder said and he came upon the stage. Manu and I were already on the stage. He came and stood by Manu. " Thanks a lot for your appreciation. Did you really liked them so much?" I asked him with an eyebrow raised. " Most of the dresses were very good, but these two looked amazing, especially when she is wearing them. My beautiful wife, Manyata Sahil Malhotra a.k.a. Manyata Singh Rathore looked like a beautiful blushing bride in them. " He said looking at her. She blushed even more. He held her hand in his and kissed it.

I open a drawer attached to my desk where several bottles of water is kept for easy reach. "Uhm, it's the news sir. It's about you," she taps the screen of her work tablet and hands it to me. The headlines were like a slap to the face. Nothing could have ever prepared me for the greatest shock of my life, not even my assistant's rude awakening. Boldly splashed across the screen was my name and it read: TRUE STORY BEHIND THE BIRTH OF AFRICA'S YOUNGEST BILLIONAIRE. WOMAN CLAIMS TO BE THE BIOLOGICAL MOTHER OF HENLEY DANIELS, FOUNDER OF HENPRO.inc.