Daniela Dimitrescu Novelas e Histórias

Their discipline was visible in every motion, their strength evident in every blow. Compared to them, Serena felt painfully inadequate. Her strikes were slower, her footwork clumsy, and even when she managed to follow the routine, she lacked the sheer force and instinct they displayed so effortlessly. She had trained hard under Alexandro’s guidance, and Kiara often encouraged her with quiet nods or helpful corrections, but today, Serena felt every ounce of her humanness. Her arms ached, her legs burned, and each time she stumbled or fell out of sync, frustration twisted in her chest.

"Scarlett." ******

I was more determined than that though, I'd go all night if I had too. It was 3 am and Max was passed out on the sofa. Still no sign of a single Megestanis, but I had found Postestas Loren's mate. Her name was written as Donatia Chiaramonti Loren and unlike every other name, it was in red ink. Her birth date, April 16th 44 AD, was also in red. "Max , wake up," I said. "Bloody hell, Max! I said wake up!" I repeated after he didn't reply.

She dialed a number she knew off head and called. "It takes great talent and skill to veil great talent and skill. Little Lotus, how is the brighter side of the world?" A crooked old female voice answered the phone. "Only psychopaths and manipulators can achieve hiding their talents and skills Elder Hoshi. Everything is going as planned thank you for asking. Oh, but a Hian Ji attacked me at my home and knows everything about me. I thought I died and my existence was erased with you and the other Elders' help. What's going on?"

was all he could say, but Dimitri only smiled sadly. “Some things just are not meant to be,” he says and his cell phone beeped. When he took it out, he cocked his head to the side. “Your sister is here. Let’s get this over with.” A smile spread over Kieran’s face. They would finally get somewhere. He knew Suarez was hiding something and if anyone could get it out of him; it was Danielle. Speaking of the minx, they went out to meet her as she got out of her Bugatti. She smiled when she saw Kieran, but it immediately dropped when her eyes fell on Dimitri. Kieran chuckled, “You scare her, that’s saying a lot because she’s my Enforcer.” He whispers to Dimitri, who responds with a chortle.

Dimitri sighed. Taron nodded quickly. “So, where is her mother’s grave?” Dimitri asked, reclining on his chair in deep thought. “St Josephine Diem church, Seville, Spain,” Taron informed. “Spain?” Dimitri asked, “Why in Spain?” Taron shook his head. “She was from London, Whitakers in Romania,” Dimitri wondered, “why Spain though!” “No idea, my lord, I will try to find it from Kira,” Taron replied.

I had 7 of them that I asked. “let the party begin” Matias yelled and the music was turned up. I walked down to the snack bar to get some snacks when I felt someone approach me. It was a girl not so older than I was, she had beautiful blonde hair and the most charming blue eyes. She smiled at me and proceeded to put a cupcake on her plate, I didn’t even know who the hell she was and she looked very creepy. “hi, you must be Camila, I’m Danielle but everyone calls me Danie” she introduced pushing her hand out for me to shake. I shook it.

"Cedar, surely you can't be considering this? She's our daughter!" "I know, and I want to keep her here with us too, Alexei, but it's not that simple," his mate countered, her voice trembling with the wealth of conflicting emotions coursing through her. "Dara is Vârcolac, and we are only now coming to learn just a fraction of what that means. She is stronger, faster, and has abilities that far surpass all of us here in this room, with the exception of Cassia and Kallum. She is not a helpless child to be protected anymore, my love. We need to see that and believe it because that is the truth."

"I'm always subtle." "You hacked his credit history within ten minutes of learning he existed, didn't you?" "Twelve minutes. Give me some credit." Dimitri pulled up his tablet. "Marco Benedetti. Twenty-seven. Italian citizen. Works as art restorer at the Uffizi Gallery in Florence. Clean record. Modest income. No supernatural connections detected. Parents alive, three siblings, large extended family. He's human, Anya." "I assumed as much. Nadia wouldn't be nervous about introducing a supernatural boyfriend." Anya processed this information. "How long has she been seeing him?"

I explained. “Sicilian Giant?” Finn arched a skeptical brow. “He is mated to the youngest Petridis, Zoe’s sister Regina. And by all accounts and a video, Zoe showed Henrik and me an example of Delilah’s ferocity. He’s taller than us by a fair amount.” I nodded. “So, the female Petridis have a type,” Finn smirked. “That’s what Luna Katrina said.” I rolled my eyes. “Thank you for letting me know about the newest developments. And what about you, Henrik, and Zoe?” Finn asked.