Novel & Cerita Bronte

Juliet asks Aunty Stella who seemed short of words. "Shhh, don't say that again, " Aunty Stella who finally found her voice speaks. "But, Aunty. On a serious note, Raphael doesn't look like anyone in the family. He looks like a half-caste and just now Alexandra mentioned that and you didn't say a word." Juliet says with a raised eyebrow.

“It’s not wrong to see things from different side, bro.” I ignored him and continue devouring my supper. Bryan took a day off today, because he needs to move into his new apartment. It leaves me no choice but to work overtime because deadline can’t wait. Moreover, Maggy doesn’t take any excuse. If only our head editor realizes we only got four hands and two brain combined. I heard some shuffling noise from the other line, followed by a loud thud. “Have I told you how I hate moving house?” “You better finish everything today because if you take another day off tomorrow, I’ll surely kill you.”

“Sorry, I am late.” “It's fine, you are not late because you have been here practically the whole time.” She ran her hand through her hair before her gaze moved to Callaghan and me. “Oh pardon me, this is alpha Callaghan and this is Lady Stacy, my cousin chosen mate and this is Nicole, Alpha…” She interrupted Brittany, “Nicole… just Nicole... and nice to meet you two, goddess, beta Brake got his eyes on...” “Ahem…” Brittany cleared her throat, even though she had given a hint to her that I was alpha Bellini chosen she still wanted to associate Brake with my name. “Meet my brother, alpha Callaghan,” Brittany distracted her.

His eyebrows raised in question, “I'm Ashanti. Ashanti Dunbar, and you? “ His eyes watched my hands longer than I felt comfortable with, I was about to withdraw them when he covered them with his hands. His hands are big, my hand fits perfectly into his like it was made for this. I mentally scold myself for thinking such. Before I could wander further into my thoughts, his deep baritone voice came. “Roman. Roman Domino "

— Luciana knew that they were talking about the little girl. —Well, that makes me very happy, I think you already know most of them, so before starting the meeting, I'm going to introduce you to my beautiful daughter, the person in charge of the company, Luciana Brown, honey, this is Santiago O 'Brien — Santiago smiled as he finally knew who the beautiful woman was and extended his hand.

As I opened the book, the pages crackled beneath my touch, revealing secrets long forgotten by time. My eyes widened, it was Dycans chronicles!! Wasting no time, I flipped through the pages quickly. An inscription came to focus. It was”Segan language” the vampire language. Fortunately for me, I could read it. My jaw dropped when I looked at the inscription. It said “To my beloved daughter Gwen.”

I knew that this thing with Martha was just the tip of the iceberg, but I have no idea to what extent. I lay down and tried to sleep. I am usually plagued with nightmares, but this one was by far the most vivid and violent! I was walking through the same meadow as before, but this time there were no flowers or lush green grass, instead there was burnt ground and ash! I keep walking like I am in a trance. I look around in horror as bodies begin to become visible. At first, I didn't recognize anyone because they were so badly burned, but as I kept walking, the bodies became less and less burned. I recognized Benny and beside him was a female. She had blonde hair and her eyes were clouded over

looked up with a mischievous smirk and circled eyes imprinted on his fat face. “N - no, it isn't what -” Aunt Brione's short, fat legs strutted in - exposed a little by her loose apron, with a tray in her hands. In it was a cup of brown tea and a plate of Bacon and nearly charred fried egg. "Isn't she the one that won the Bookaneer Worm two years ago? I heard she attends your school."

Chapter Seven: A BREACH IN SECURITY Rojean opened her eyes, her hands shielding them from the glare of the light from the window which curtains were opened. Her phone kept buzzing that caused her to wake up from her slumber. It didn’t bother her as she didn’t really have the time at the moment to go over any thought process but once she took a peek at her phone and Krister was constantly sending her messages, she sat up and breathed out. She realised that it was a quarter and a half past 7 and that it was too early to be dealing with Krister’s business but nevertheless she called him up to know what was going on.

Next to her sat Waverly Christiana Brontë, a powerful female Beta from the coastal packs. Their quiet chatter faded the moment my silver heels clicked against the polished hardwood floor. I kept my spine perfectly straight, channeling every ounce of the fierce, unyielding energy Cullen poured into me. I walked over to a vacant silver tea cart, my expression a mask of cool indifference, and poured myself a cup of hot water with lemon.