El Forastero 2 Novels & Stories

a newcomer interjected, grabbing Carmelita and glaring at the foreigner. Both the foreigner and Jennifer were surprised. But Jennifer smiled when she saw Ando. "Okay. Sorry," the foreigner said, noticing Fernando's hostile stare. Meanwhile, Carmelita seemed to be in dreamland. She could hear her surroundings, but due to her drunkenness, she wasn't sure if what was happening was real or if she was hallucinating.

Elowen’s jaw dropped slightly, her eyes sweeping over the lavish setup. “Mummy!” Eulalia’s small voice cut through her shock as the little girl ran towards her with arms outstretched. “Mummy, I love it here!” Elowen bent down, scooping Eulalia into her arms. “Do you, now?” she asked, her voice tinged with amusement. “Do you want us to stay here forever?” Eulalia nodded enthusiastically, her curls bouncing with the motion. “Mummy, look!” Leander’s excited shout drew her attention. He stood by a shiny new toy car, waving frantically. “I can drive it!”

I feel relieved. “How???” Eloisa asked herself unbelievably. “You seem confident earlier, huh!” I teased her. “This is unexpected! Waaaah!” she screamed. “Go there and just drink it! Make sure you consume it! Turn around the cup so we can see if it’s fully gone” Joshua said smiling devilishly. “Fuck” Eloisa said and they went to the table to take what’s on the cup. “You guys are fake! I thought we are family!” Lester said

"I think I’m lost. Is this the way to Port Orizon?" Elara looked from the locket to the stranger. Her heart gave a sudden, sharp thud against her ribs—a rhythm of Yearning she didn't understand. "I... I think so," Elara said, her voice trembling. "But the road is a bit of a mess. Would you like some tea first?" The man hesitated, his eyes fixed on hers. He didn't know why, but he felt like he had been walking for lifetimes just to hear that question. "I’d like that," he said, stepping toward the porch. "I’m Kazimir, by the way."

“Secondly, I do know you. I know you like Italian food, more specifically pasta. I know you love the beach but rarely make time for it. I know you like to read smut and fantasy. I know your favorite flowers are lilies. I know you like to watch the sun rise and set everyday from your balcony. I know you enjoy baking. And I know, despite your behavior and attitude towards me, that you are a very kind, compassionate person who always tries to give people the benefit of the doubt. “So I do know a little about you. And after everything I have seen, I know I want to know more.” I tapped my foot on the ground. “So you have been stalking me?” And apparently for longer than I thought. “I was merely c

I whispered, a heavy lump forming in my throat. Elder Isolde shook her head. “I’ve been searching all morning and came up with nothing. I’m sorry, dear, if I sound crazy. Seeing something this unusual just got this old lady rattled. Some part of me wanted to know if there was anything we could do to help you and your wolf out.” She smiled up at me and I bit into my lip. “Why?” I whispered. Why would she want to help a mere stranger?

I cried and patted myself for comfort until my arms ached from holding myself and finally, sleep crept over me wrapping me in a fragile warmth. The next afternoon, sunlight streamed through the penthouse windows. I sat at the kitchen table, a cup of untouched coffee in front of me. Every movement felt heavy, like wading through water. A knock startled me. I wiped my eyes, straightened my spine, and opened the door. Julian stood there, that easy smile of his lighting up the space. Sometimes, I wished my husband shared even a fraction of that warmth. “Elara,” he greeted warmly. “Sebastian’s in the study,” I said after a few pleasantries.

Elena then sensed the reality that she was in the middle of the desert. “This way.” Stepping out after her, Ragnar then led her all the way to the other end of the hallway. Elena noticed there was a heavy double wooden door. After Rangar pushed it open for her, Elena then saw a huge canteen which was full of strong wolves who were eating and laughing around the table.

She was about to speak when he gave her a brief smile, it would have charmed her but she was immune to his charms. "It's okay, Dells you don't have to explain anything and I don't have anything against you. That's your business with Andre." He said cheerfully. What made it awkward for Della was that her ex-brother in-law was half naked, she knew exactly what was going on. "Oh and Dells meet my special girl Elisabeta Pimentel." He grinned opening the door widely revealing a blonde girl. "She is Mexican, so English isn't really in her vocabulary." Luc said anxiously.

She ordered and Sebastian finds himself obeying her. **** Elos was in his hotel room he had rented, seated on the floor, his legs crossed, his eyes were closed as he breathes slowly. He stayed like that for some hours and then finally he moved his legs, opening his eyes. He grabbed his phone and dialed Viva number. She picked it almost immediately as if she was with her phone and expecting his call. "You calling me shows you are alive so was it a success?" she asked. "We failed Viva, killing her won't be easy. That wolf guy with her is stronger than I expected."