Deidera Mga Nobela at Kwento

she stared intently into his eyes awaiting his reaction. " It's a beautiful name, Erada" She shook her head slowly " It's not that.. when it's re-arranged, it's Daera, the leader of the undead" She didn't want to hide any more secrets from him but they were several things that she still found difficult to share. She watched the flicker of surprise in his eyes, then he let out a low throaty chuckle " I had always thought Daera was an hideous looking lady, I didn't know she was this enchanting"

"I am supposedly the reincarnation of Deianira's daughter, Zinnia is Runihura Deirdre, the very soul of the blood wolf curse, and the only way to end it is to kill her. That's the conclusion," "Shit," Scarlette muttered. She did not ask any more questions and walked into the vortex, but the moment she walked in, I lost consciousness. My mind swam in the breathable sea for what felt like hours before the scene changed to the meadow Zinnia lives in. My barefoot sank into the soft, smooth pastel pink grass, giving me the urge to lie on the ground. Instead of doing that, I strolled around the edge of the mental paradise for a while, contemplating if I should go to her or not, and after an hour o

Kristel Vista. She remembered the new Vice President's feature. She is such a beauty indeed. She looks like a fashion model with flawless skin and looks like a local actress Kristine Hermosa. She is soft-spoken and very kind. She is sure that she can get along with Mr. Gracer. Even though her Boss is quite a snob and Bossy, Ms. Vista might be his neutralizer.

“Good morning alpha. Alpha Martinez asked me to bring these to you –“ “Hold on. I think you’re making a mistake… I’m not your alpha.” Dylan interrupted, thinking the stranger in front of him was referring to Isabel and her dad. “Where is Isabel?” He didn’t wait for a reply and was already making his way outside the bedroom. “She’s on her usual morning run.” The stranger who was behind Dylan replied. ‘At least we have something in common.’ He thought to himself. “And you are?..” “Fernando. I’m a delta in the pack but currently, I’m at your service.” The stranger introduced himself, lowering his head in respect.

How can I let it go like this? The bastard who hurt her is going to be dead soon. Eventually, a week after, Brayden Marshall was beheaded by Prince Rhyker.

The waiters also took care of me and gave me a glass of wine just to make me relax while waiting for my companion. After a minute of waiting, the entrance door opened then I saw a fine lady. She walked towards my direction gracefully. She had a sweet smile. She's tall, looks simple but yet elegant. She's indeed beautiful with her red dress which suits her porcelain skin. I was stunned! Yes, I admitted it. She looked like one of the Goddesses of Mount Olympus in Greek Mythology. She was more gorgeous than before but nah! I was still not interested. I already have the most precious gem of my life which is my angel. The one and only, Angela.

Anna thought while stunned. Anna, who is called the Goddess of a thousand mammoths because of her extraordinary strength. Devora, on the other hand, is called the Soul Goddess because of her beauty and ability to remove souls from the bodies of others. By using her black power. She can instantly destroy the soul of anyone she touches or paralyze it, so that her victim's body will be unable to move. She can also move around to different places like a ghost so others call her Ghost princess. They were the two goddesses who had been the left and right hands of one of the powerful kings of their time, and they had been faithful and wonderful when it came to carrying out the orders of superiors.

As Amara opened the locker a Yellow rose dropped on the floor with a small note. Rose and Amara looked at each other face confused and Rose eyed Amara asking what's going on. Amara whispered a small "Don't know" and picked the flower up. She picked up the small note and read it out. "I am really sorry -Adian" Amara's hand started to sweat. She looked around to see if he was around but thankfully he wasn't. Rose called her name and asked what happened. With trembling hands she gave passed her the note. Rose looked at Amara after reading and pulled her towards a room.

‘regards to him-‘ She read in her mind what he’d dared to say. “Mum-“ Zach interrupted her thinking. “What?” She responded at the clasp of her attention. “there’s a party tonight and i want to go. With a friend” He stammered weirdly, whilst his mum arched her brows at this development. They’d only been in Paris for three weeks and earlier today, she’d found him smiling at the walls, she knew it was a girl- -but she thought it was a girl from school, that the love capital of the world was in action, unbeknownst to her that it was one, they both couldn’t see- Irene. Katharina Stones, her real name.

The moment Vlora heard about Decima, she clenched the phone in her hand and declined the line. "Just so you know, I don't believe you," Pidge crossed her arms to her chest and spoke bluntly. Debrah smiled and said, "You are so pretty SIlL. My cousin is one lucky man to get you." The warm smile on her face made Vlora smiled, too. "My cousin is correct. She is the real one. The one in our house was Decima." "What? Decima, the Swamp Goddess?" Debrah asked shockingly.