Borrasca Summary Novels & Stories

“Admit it, you peed a little!” “I’m bigger and taller than them, can they really take me down?” Lucas asked, smiling as soon as he saw her smile. He just wanted that smile. “Sus, okay. Fine, fine, I believe you mister Macho.” she beamed at him. “You are tall but they’re different! They’re not scared of cockroaches when they fly.” she teased before wrapping her arms around his wait, looking up at him. “Even your boss is scared of them.”

he repeated. She didn't realize she had unconsciously picked the book again, in the heat of the argument. She laid it atop the desk, careful not to expose the open page. Names glared in her periphery. Montoya still screaming in ink. Alejandro slammed the cover shut. “Leave,” he ordered. Inés hesitated. One second too long. The study door burst inward. Alonso strode in, curls rebel-wild, grin gone. “What is going on?” His gaze ping-ponged; gun, brother, maid.

One of Boss Hamadas men has hold of Baron. “Kare o musume no tokoro ni tsurete iki, musume ga hakkiri to mieru yo ni shite kudasai.” (Take him to his daughter, make sure he has a clear view of her.) “Hai.” He responds and Baron is dragged away, kicking and screaming to be released. Cass has her face buried in my neck as I rub my hand soothingly on her back, offering her more comfort. When Baron has been dragged out. I look around at the other Don’s and I can see they are all looking sad. They knew Gabriella Romano. Cass and Andros’s mother. They all respected the Romano family and I know they, too, have felt the loss.

Hans had a good point but no way we would ever agree to let our loved one suffer. “Bring me everyone who was with Mr. Boris the whole day. They must have done something to hypnotize him. There is no way they can just hypnotize anyone like that,” As Aramis brought attention to the fact that it won’t be that easy for the wailing brides to get into our brains, I remembered something. “I saw him holding this Rose.” My lips mumbled, my eyes expressing the element of surprise from the whole situation. “It was a brown Rose nothing like anything I have seen before,” I added and they all shared glances in shock.

Rather than going in to all that, he decided to let the pleasantries hang between them for now, at least until they approached Barbarosa's place, and he had to explain to her that there was no way in hell he was actually letting her attempt to take the evil one out. The legend that was Barbarosa had actually been around for thousands of years, though he hadn't always called Nebraska his home. He had been around these parts for hundreds of years, however, and every time he caused a stir, as he had most recently at Halloween, the folks who lived nearby did their best to chalk it up to something else, anything else. No one wanted to admit there was an elderly Vampire living in their midst, perh

Larissa pondered for a moment. She then asked softly, "Do you want to have some blood, Ross?" Ambrose's thick lashes fluttered. He opened his eyes slowly. His eyes looked as if they were an infinite vortex. He gave off a feeling that he was weak, pale, and fragile. Larissa tugged her collar to the side. "Quick," she said through gritted teeth. Ambrose glanced at her deeply. He then hooked his arm on her neck and bit into her soft, fair skin on her neck effortlessly. Her blood gave his frail body energy. It made him hunger for more.

Queen Rosa whole body began to glow exactly the way her fingers were glowing. Rosa opened her mouth and black scorpions began to come out of her mouth, they were burning in fire as they crawl out of her mouth, the fire wasn't touching or hurting Rosa. The black scorpions kept crawling out faster from Rosa mouth, they tried crawling towards the hands on Rosa forehead but they were burnt along the way. As soon as they were burnt beyond recognition, they disperse into thin air. When no scorpions seem to be coming out from Rosa mouth, she coughed out once and black blood started coming out from her mouth.

Did it have something to do with the death of the two witches? I turned my attention back to Boris. He no longer looked confident, and his eyes were wide with horror. He was backing away slowly, and I smirked. I raised my hand towards him, and his lips trembled. “What did you say about my power being unable to touch you? No, don’t answer. Let’s try,” I mocked, and I threw flames at him. He managed to dodge, but I stalked towards him, launching fire after fire. Two rogues jumped to his defense, but I burned them and sent one flying toward Hayes, who pounced and bit his neck. More attackers came after us, but Hayes fought them off valiantly. I sent two more flames toward Boris. He was too slow

One of them, at least. Jason snapped his fingers in front of my face, bringing me back to the here and now. He turned to see what had got my attention, then he looked back at me. "Isn't that one of your classmates, why do you look like you've seen a ghost? What's wrong, Rosette?" I looked at him, probably with wide eyes. I most definitely felt panic. "Yes, but..." my voice shook, eyes once again on her. She wasn't looking at me anymore though, now she was only looking at her book as if she was reading anything, the stupid book was upside down!

ROSELLE'S POV "Not so fast dear, you don't want to miss out on all the fun do you?" Nicolai said. His friends gathered around him and they laughed hard, mocking my terrified form. One of them started to butcher my mother's body with an axe, flinging her amputated body parts towards my direction. I cringed as part of her arm or what was supposed to be her hand hand landed on my body. Blood stained my white dress and the psychopath flashed me a toothy grin.