El Mundo Oculto De Sabrina Novels & Stories

He lifted his foot and drove it straight into Sabrina's chest. She was sent flying backward, her body slamming hard against the armrest. She collapsed into the aisle, staring at the man who had been tenderly wiping cream from the corner of her lips just an hour ago. "Cedric… y-you kicked me?" Cedric wrapped the blanket tightly around himself and didn't even spare her a glance. Tears and mucus ran together down Sabrina's face. Whatever faith she had left was shattered completely after that single kick. At the same time, William turned toward the cameras raised by the foreign team and shouted frantically, "It was all Sabrina! She has a history of mental illness! She stole the poison! I didn't

Nevan’s Pov Sabrina lay a whimpering mess under me, her hands tightening around the bedsheet as she arched her back into me. I could do this for an eternity and not be tired. Each moan tried hard to break me from my thoughts. But it couldn’t, not when my mind was still on the fact that the parcel had found its way into Mabel’s hand. Something that shouldn’t be.

Sabrina walked away as fast as she could. She knew her face was turning red like a tomato . They never noticed the car parked in the shadows of the night. William and Taya were in the car and had witnessed the interaction between the two. "Was that your cousin,Sabrina?" William asked. Sabrina had left three years ago and this was the first time he saw after all this year's. He knew she was now a celebrity but seeing her again just brought back memories.

I shut my eyes as the word of the old woman came to my remembrance. ‘She isn't just an ordinary woman, one could say a terrible and mysterious person reincarnated.’ ‘You were supposed to bring out the potential in her and make her restore the balance to this world but it's too late.’ I hope I'm not too late to fix my mistake,who would have thought that a lowly Omega would become a Cornerstone. “Natasha, I'm coming for you.” I murmured.

Iris tells her. Sabrina laughs and flips her hair, revealing her mark, “I’m over it.” “That was fast,” Gavin comments, holding Sil close to him. “Yeah, must be the demon in me,” Sabrina blows him off. “But I can help. One of my powers is to open portals to the gods. I can get you all there in a flash. Then, you can gather them, I can open the earth and hold them.” “Hades told you all of this?” Titan asks her.

Everywhere he looks, Win sees red. He is surrounded by countless shades of it; twisting, roiling waves of crimson are waiting, raging to swallow him whole. It reminds him of scary movies - the forsaken gritty land of endless red sand valleys, always burning, hungry and barely containing all-consuming, destructive energies - the Alpha realm that is no more.

“You, I shall see.” Holding tightly onto Xaden’s hand, I entered the psychic’s lair, trying to ignore the annoyed groans of everyone else. The room was shrouded in darkness, save for some scattered lanterns and candles and a large crystal ball in the middle of the room, and curtains of varying colors dangled from the ceiling. “Th-Thank you for seeing us, Orenda,” I stammered, unsure how one should greet such a renowned woman. “We’ve had a long, strange few—”

“I’m confused… Can you shed more light?” ‎ ‎I pulled my chair closer, feeling the warmth radiate off her body. “Take, for instance… you.” ‎ ‎Her eyes widened, confusion giving way to intrigue. “Me… how?” ‎ ‎“Seraphina,” I said, voice dropping to a near whisper, “you have a special power, something I’ve never seen in anyone, not even an alpha. And I believe Omegas aren’t fully cursed. They just need someone to bring out their full potential.

“You’ve made me proud, Serena.” Later, when his snores rumbled faintly through the walls, I shut myself into my room. The silence pressed heavy. Tomorrow night, the spell would take hold. Tomorrow night, Serena Draven would vanish, and Kael Draven—male, Alpha candidate—would walk into the world in her place. I stripped off the Luna-colored gown, wiped the paint from my face, and sank onto my bed. Exhaustion clung to my bones. I was reaching to snuff the lantern when the air changed. No window opened, no draft stirred, and yet the flame leapt and writhed as if shaken by a storm.