Bless Me Ultima Novel Novels & Stories

The moment those words left my mouth, everyone's expressions completely changed. "Bullshit!" Craig immediately retorted, backing off. He was visibly sweating, but he forced himself to appear calm and composed. "Don't listen to her ravings! She just gave birth. She's not in her right mind. How could I possibly do something like that? Thea's my wife!" "I'm not in my right mind?" A derisive smile tugged at the corner of my lips, my heart an abyss of desolation and burning hatred. In my previous life, it was my blind trust in him that cost me my family and my life. This time around, I would never let him manipulate me again.

They parked halfway up the mountain, and the rest of the journey was a stone staircase. The mountain air was crisp and damp, the morning mist still lingering. Heidi followed closely behind Adriana, carefully supporting her as they climbed. Inside the church, Adriana knelt slowly, clasped her hands, closed her eyes, and silently made her wishes. Candlelight flickered in the hall, and the soft murmur of prayers echoed in the background. She knelt for a long time. When she finally stood, her knees felt slightly numb. After making a donation, a nun handed her a blessed medal.

They're all smiling at me. "Congratulations princess you passed the test. You gained our trust. I will give you the last gem and our blessing" Lauren said and gave me the last gem and placed in my necklace. "We the gods and goddesses of the realm will give you our power and blessing" They all chanted. I closed my eyes and when I opened them I saw the wind, water, earth, fire, dark and light balls surrounding me.

“Tell me, am I wrong for thinking negatively about Maddie?” Eliza drew in a deep breath before nodding. Theo's brows met because of it. "If you do not trust Miss Maddie's love for you then…" Eliza confidently looked at Theo. "You do not deserve her." She added with determination in her eyes. This might be her final moments so she wants it to do something good. Theo stared at her. The guards can feel the tension rising up. It is rare that people go against their god, especially a mere servant. They know that she will be the first and last.

I brush a strand of hair from her face and sigh at everything. “Maggie, before we do this, I have to tell you something.” I want to shut up, but my better judgment is winning. “Make it quick,” she says as she makes quick work of my belt buckle and unbuttons my pants. “I’m The Ultima.” I spit out. My chest constricts, and I can breathe while I wait for her response. Her hand's still and her eyes snap up to mine in shock. “You’re what now?” She says.

He seemed to have aged years in a single day. I had never seen him like this before. The man who was once so confident and composed was now reduced to a hollow figure of guilt and exhaustion, his eyes dark with pain and remorse. He walked slowly toward me. His voice was low and trembling as he pleaded, "I'm sorry, Wilma. I really am. This was all one great mistake. Please forgive me. We can still have a future together... We can have more children." I felt a pang in my heart. Even though his sincere regret moved me for a fleeting second, the memories of his betrayal and lies came rushing back. The cold, sharp pain they caused pulled me back to reality and kept me grounded.

HIS CURSE; HER BLESSING CHAPTER FIVE (Isla’s POV) I stood with my back against the door, frozen long after Lena had left, her words replayed itself in my mind. "I’m here to take back what’s mine." She wasn’t just playing by what she said. She was serious. And that meant I had to act fast. I forced myself to breathe, to push aside the anger burning inside me. If I let Lena get under my skin, I would be walking right into her trap.

In my previous life, Derick had his fling with his so-called 'sister' Jasmine before he ever knew me. All the while, unaware of the truth, I was running the mafia business and raising their child myself. They were busy dreaming about their love child and blowing through the cash I made, which ended up costing my son his life. I poured my soul into making their kid my successor, and they just sat back and enjoyed the spoils. My boy and I? We were just pawns in their perfect life! Fate handed me a do-over, and this time, Derrick and Jasmine would be dealt with a well-deserved retribution!

My gaze drifts to the stained-glass windows, to the painted lips of the female saints—lips I have imagined pressed against my own in the dark of my bedroom while I touch myself and then cry into my pillow afterward. I am twenty-eight years old and I have never been kissed. Not truly. I work at St. Agnes Library, a quiet brick building across the street from Sin & Salvation Tattoo. Every day for the past six months I have watched her from the circulation desk. Lucia Valdez. She stands outside her shop in the late afternoons, cigarette between her fingers, dark hair pulled into a messy knot that reveals the shaved underside and the trail of tiny black stars inked along her scalp. Her arms are

Even less could I have imagined that the woman I had loved with my entire soul had never deserved to be called human. My trembling hand reached for the office door handle. But at the very last second, all my strength drained away. Now that I already knew every answer, what was left to ask? Besides, the people inside were faces I never wanted to see again for the rest of my life. Ultimately, I let go of the handle, dragged my suitcase behind me, and turned to leave the office building. After reaching downstairs, I was still worrying about missing the last bus when someone suddenly called out to me from behind.