Briana Hernandez Novels & Stories

Luis said to her and led her to his room. Luis turned on his laptop and quickly went into his email. He opened the mail. Sheila Williams, 25 years, caucasian, North Africa, Western Sahara. Luis went through all the other details of the lady. His eyes widened "This can't be," Luis said and Lily looked at him questioningly. "She's been dead for 10 years now. We need to speak with Nora?" he said. "Why?" Lily asked "She is related to Nora," Luis said and Lily gasped.

Thus, the Callahans were only a mediocre family in the past. It was not until the recent generation that the Callahans’ strength skyrocketed. The Callahans had eight daughters. All of them were prodigies and each were incredibly powerful. The strongest among them was the youngest daughter—Brianna Callahan. To outsiders, she was known as Bria. She outperformed every other prodigy of her generation and became the best in the universe. In just one Epoch, she became a Caelum Ancestral God and one of the universe's top ten powerhouses.

"She is yet to wake up. But according to the marks on her body, she has been under abuse for a long time. Others were still fresh." "It's like she had been whipped for a good number **of** years." The doctor said. "Do your best to make sure that she wakes up as soon as possible," Ashton said. "Yes, Alpha. We will do our best." Ashton waved his hand and walked towards the study room. Theo was following him. "What did you find out from your investigation?" "The girl's name is Maya Brown. She was saved by Mark Syden, the now alpha of wind winders pack." "What did you say her name was?" Ashton asked. He felt like he was hearing things.

But that was hard, seeing as she just sat there looking out of space. Camila Brinx was indeed a fine and beautiful young woman, she was a role model to many girls and women, they aspired to have her calm and collected mindset. I've heard many girls discussing how beautiful she was and how much they admired the way she talked and carried herself. She was indeed remarkable, she has a light six pack and a beautiful hour glassed shape, not to mention her moisturized curly brunette hair.

At first, I thought that it was a cab man who was probably trying to get my attention so that I could patronize me, but it got so serious that I had to turn around. “Thelma?!” A lady almost the same age as me stuck her neck out of the window of the car while I stared at her. “Who are you? Do I know you?” I waited until the lady got out of the car, and then she walked toward me and extended her hand for a handshake. “Hello, my name is Briana Denver. Brian’ sister.”

Cristen is not just her cousin but also her best friend. "Oh, yeah?" she replied pretending to think. "I also heard from Ziggler yesterday that Aidan went to see Briana. He allegedly went with her to the mall to buy new clothes," Cassandra retorted with a chuckle. In a blink, she saw Cristen's face turn sour upon hearing what she said. Briana is Ziggler's cousin who is being courted by Aidan. Cristen hated the woman not only because she liked Aidan but because of her dissolute attitude.

While she was walking in the lobby, Briana accidentally bumped into someone. "Sorry," Briana said, grabbing the arm of the man who accidentally collided with her. “Hey, aren't you Miss Briana Rosenthal?” Briana frowned and tried to remember. "I do not know you." The man smiled and then stretched out his hand to shake Briana’s. “My name is Everest Leon. I am the assistant of Taggart Kellent, your sister's fiancé.” Briana rounded her mouth slightly, pointed at Everest, and nodded. Everest still smiled kindly. He looked at the door and immediately guessed.

I was spending too much time watching the woman and her two bodyguards as we all headed to the door and not enough with Nicole. "Don't even think about it, Cáel," Nicole teased. "That's Ms. Brianna O'Shea, she leads our client's team and she's totally off limits." O'Shea pulled a 'Katrina' the moment after Nicole used my name. She spun in place so that she was now facing Nicole and me. "What was your name?" she asked with sugary smoothness I associated with Bolivian tourism officials – the nice ones. You know, the ones that thought using a truck battery attached to the jumper cables and your testicles was too much because a car battery would do.

075 Brianna Pounds “What is the craziest part, Brianna?” I chuckled, the sound cold. “That Nicodemo Harrington is a fucking monster.” “What? How do you mean?” “Aren't you able to guess that yet?” I leaned forward slightly, holding her gaze captive. “What he did?” “I mean, yeah, maybe, I don't know,” she stammered, tripping over her words. “He cheated right to your face, so I guess that's monstrous enough?” She offered it up like a question, and a bitter chuckle scraped past my throat.

It is understandable to cry when you're daughter is missing like you don't know if they are still alive or what. "If ever someone kidnapped Hilary, what is his or her motive?" I asked myself. It could be money, in telenovelas, kidnappers ask for ransom. Hilary is the only offspring of Helene Brooklyn, the owner of one of the famous and biggest shoes company. "Honey! Food is ready!" mom shouted while carrying a pot. I then sat at the dinner table and look at the food in front of me. My eyes sparkle as I see the 'Sinigang na Hipon'.