Esmeralda Spanish Novels & Stories

Esmeralda's POV "Should I go back? No, I guess it's too late now." I contemplated. I tore the lower end of my gown as I walked further into the woods. I was running from Gustavo, the number one drug leader in Columbia, to whom I unfortunately married. I was running for my dear life but the safety of my boys weighed heavy on my heart.

Esmeralda said as she put her white arm around Emery's shoulder. Emery disdainfully pushed away the other arm, "You are the most formidable female assassin of the White Tiger Gang, how dare I criticize your style of action?" "Then let me ask, can't you love me?" Esmeralda asked with a smile. "Did you say that to my brother back then?" Emery looked at her and smiled coldly. "That's right, I loved him back then. But compared to him, you are more charming." Emery's right hand gently raised, suddenly using force to push her away, causing Esmeralda to fall onto the sofa.

I had no idea why anyone would want to be human, but then again, Meidran had never really been in his right mind. Tilting my head as best as I could, I watched the show unfold before me. Esmeralda had skin as white as paper, and it remained a wonder to me how someone like that could have a soul so dark and tainted. Her raven black hair fell just above her barely rounded backside, and her lips seemed to form a permanent scowl. She was attractive, I would admit that, but the air around her carried something foul. Her head whipped towards me, and for the first time since we met, Esmeralda let her lips pull into a smile. “So, you’re the one our mothers and sisters kept telling stories about. You

Jeremy turned around, much to Esmeralda's surprise. "You, what is the meaning of all this?" Esmeralda shouted, increasingly annoyed. Esmeralda frowned, getting such an answer. "What will you give me, if I sign that?" "Hah?" Esmeralda grew even more astonished and confused. "I heard, the Tones family named Esmeralda, is the most beautiful woman in the city of the Monarchs." Esmeralda was silent, and thought this person in front of her was rude. Because, talking with his back to him.

E-S-M-E-R-A-L-D-A… I froze, the paper trembling in my hand. “Esmeralda…" I whisper in astonishment. That was my mother's name!

Eliza’s mother asked her now. Esmeralda rolled her eyes. “Ugh! Don’t get me started. The place was packed with people. You remember Amelinda?” She indicated Tres’s little sister. Amelinda was maybe nine with maple brown eyes and glistening waist-length dark brown hair. Except for the eyes—which had come from Charlie—she was almost an exact replica of Esmeralda. “Of course,” gushed Liz, bending down to the girl’s level. “You are so pretty.”

The woman stated smiling. "N-No, you gotta be mistaking Carolina." She started to oppose and give the woman the benefit of the doubt but no explanation would escape her mouth. "Esmeralda. That's the spanish name of Emerald right? No wonder he was smitten by you Madame. You were so beautiful and gorgeous indeed." What the hell!!!!! Is this even real? Yes, I knew that Esmeralda Is the Spanish or Portuguese origin meaning of Emerald. Why did he name this island like my name? I don't wanna assume things but what's the meaning of all this?

I dared to ask. Emeralda shrugged. “A royal family is always under attack, be it from domestic or foreign threats. Your safety is never guaranteed. I assumed those women were always in the wrong place at the wrong time, but that my own magic is what protected you in the long term. I had no way of knowing that they were actually Sofia–or Mila.” “Where are you from?” I had never thought to ask. “Beauveis,” Esmeralda responded. “The small village on the coast.”

Leaning up on my elbows, I stare directly into her eyes, "Emerald I can assure that no I do not enjoy those things nor do I plan on taking over or harming anyone. Well admit my alpha assertiveness took over as did Blaze a few times in that instance. I have a history with a few people in that pack most personal. Also was dealing with other things and was directing my aggression towards them. I did not even go near that pack, would love the land and the pack but after how angry I got didn't feel like I deserved them. Though I heard they were struggling under the Beta. He is trying his hardest just not his job. Dean and I sent supplies over to them a few days ago to help." Everything in her bod

Atlas gestured to the twins. "May I comb through your memories?" Both females nodded. I watched him escort the pair to a couch and place his fingers on Amber's temples. She watched him intently with intrigue evident in her eyes. "You're very handsome," she mumbled, making Atlas hush her with a smirk and red cheeks. Closing his eyes, Atlas said the name Esmeralda. He glanced up at me and said, "Her name is Esmeralda and she is a servant of Gallum." Exhaling deeply I cursed.