Buat Dia Marah Mga Nobela at Kwento

Mara POV My phone vibrates at 6:47 a.m., dragging me up from sleep. Diana's name flashes on the screen. My heart drops. "Di? What's wrong?" My voice is hoarse from the sleep. "Is Dad okay?" "Have you seen it?" Her voice is panicked, shaking. "Mara, have you seen the article?" "What article?" I'm already pulling up my browser, dread pooling in my stomach. "It's everywhere. T*****r. I*******m. Every gossip site." Diana's breath hitches. "They're destroying you."

Diana reply not knowing if she is angry or not. " I know you are mad at me because of your mate but don't worry, if he tries anything with you, just tell me so that I can kick his ass off" Diane said with a wink and walk away. She always takes everything as joke " You always take everything as a joke Diane" Diana sigh sat on an empty seat she found by her side. "He was kinda mad " she said softly as she recall the look on Hayden's face a while ago. Who wouldn't be mad?

she asked, confused. “Mad? Of course, I’m mad! But now, I’m angrier knowing they deliberately made things difficult for you yesterday. Damn it! Do they think they can just bully someone weaker? What’s so great about having money, huh?” Biana poured out all her emotions and suddenly fell silent, then started sobbing. She immediately hugged Amora, who was still standing there bewildered. “Bia...” Amora responded to the hug with various questions swirling in her mind.

Maria felt a surge of anger, a burning need to do something—anything—to destroy the situation in front of her. Her gaze sharpened as she looked at Diana. "Either pay up, or we call the police. Your choice." There would be no reconciliation. Tiana and Herman exchanged glances, both sensing the tense atmosphere. Maria was normally easygoing, but today she was especially sharp. Tiana walked over, glancing at Diana, who was still sniffling, before saying, "You bumped into her, didn’t apologize, and even questioned whether she had eyes. Now you’re crying? Who are you trying to fool?"

"Ni kika Mara" the guy said angryly "Na mara banza" Tehzeeb reply him anger evident in her voice. "You don't know who you're messing with" the guy reply in the same tune Tehzeeb used to talk to him. He have never been humiliated in his life before nor have been slapped before by someone and now a lady have lay her filthy hand on his face that from a low class

I got angry when I saw her teeth outside. "Is she the female you were talking about?" Daina asked. "Yes. She's the female that won't let Jaylen see me" I said with anger. Diana too gritted her teeth and it showed anger. "What's wrong Diana?" My father asked when she saw Diana's behaviour. "I don't know Jaylen's mate is so close" she said blankly. " Mate?" My father and I were surprised

Moving wrong lanceted pain up my body and pushed me back toward that nice comfortable place I'd been. "Fucking hell, oh fucking hell, he must be beyond pissed with you. Oh fuck, with us. Don't pass out, wake the fuck up," Dia said stopping the truck and shaking my arm. Grimacing, I looked around. We were on the main road in the forest, there was no reason to stop here. Unless you counted the roadblock of black Suburbans and my mate standing in the middle of the road up ahead. Seeing Joel was a relief, he was all right and he'd get me taken care of. Obviously he was angry, but that I could deal with. Dia didn't seem to think that was the case.

Dian was looking too cute in his all blushy avatar . "Ohh ..some one is embarrassed " Elis couldnt help but point her friends tinted cheeks . "Shut up ..u idiot " Dian faked a glare . " Hey , u could not say me idiot . I m the beta of pack . U should respect me " Elis said pointing Dian ,fake glaring him for the disrespect he showed , a second before . Dian rolled his eyes , seeing the melodrama his besti was putting . How can the girl in front be even cruel on the field ? he thought.

Gia “Mi raccomando!” Maria, my best friend, scolded from the other side of the closed door. “I’m leaving you behind if the clock ticks another minute and your booshi ass isn’t out here.” I stepped from the bathroom, my expression and words making my feelings clear for the millionth time. “Leave me. I don’t want to go. Mannaggia tua!” Shit damn was my favorite saying and if Maria was bringing out her Italian, accent and all, I could too. I crossed my arms and resisted the need to stomp my foot.