Dolores Characters Novels & Stories

Busy, are the people inside the kitchen. “Come on now guys, we do not want our guest to slew nasty words to us with these kinds of dishes,” Madame Dolores nagging at the agitated kitchen crew. “Mom? Please do not intimidate our hardworking staff,” Deadrei tells her mother. “I am sorry my dear, I just don’t feel good about that guy you referred to as your mate, I sense danger,” Dolores replied. “Weren’t you the one who first seen that in your vision Mom?” she replies to her uneasy stage mother?

I noticed that Dolores was in a daze, staring at the Don, who was busy pulling a shotgun off the wall behind a painting. The man was now acting as if his favorite whore was waiting for him, and the wait could not be longer. "Dolores," I called out to her, but she didn't answer. I snapped my fingers in her face, catching her attention. "What are you waiting for? This is our chance to go!" Dolores shook her head, not saying a word; it was as if she was under a spell. I grabbed her by the wrist and began dragging her towards the main door of the apartment as fast as I could before the Don changed his mind.

Dolores explained to Arya, who sat entranced on her left. “It’s beautiful,” Arya replied, her eyes glued to the dancers. “I can’t interpret it, but I can feel it’s a powerful story.” Dolores smiled warmly, a softness in her demeanor that surprised Arya. “You didn’t tell me your friend was this nice, Lima. I really like her. You both should come home more often.” Arya raised an eyebrow, confused. This wasn’t the Dolores she had heard about—the cold, calculating figure who ruled with an iron fist. This woman was motherly and affectionate, a stark contrast to the rumors she had heard.

“Oh, Dolores really is an oriental woman, I knew that about her the first time I saw her.” “Wow, that’s literally a name Lucian would have flinched on hearing, he hasn’t adapted to the fact that many people can bear that time,” he said absentmindedly but Ava understood perfectly and finally decided to come clean, if she wants to get something for Dolores than Antonio is going to play a big part in it. He has known the woman since he was a child so he must know a lot. “Actually, Antonio, the person I am talking about is the person he would really flinch about hearing.”

"I told you from the start that finishing it was only a matter of time. If anyone's to blame, it's Isolde. She had the nerve to take the dress you picked out." That was all it took for the people around him to pile on. "She had it coming. Sofia's a rising designer. That dress actually means something when it's on her. What's the point of Isolde wearing something that expensive?" My blood ran cold, and for a moment, I couldn't even think. "Don Santoro has got patience, though. He spent seven years pretending to be in love with someone that dull." Someone laughed. "Or maybe he just got tired of looking at her and came up with the amnesia excuse. Do you know what level 99 is? He's making her de