Esperanza Rising Full Book Novels & Stories

I looked up at him, wiped my eyes on the sleeve of my shirt. He moved closer until he was standing right in front of me, our feet nearly touching. He offered me his hand * * * I walk up the beach from Ella’s. I can see the lights from my own house just ahead, not more than two or three hundred feet away. I see that Victory’s bedroom light is off, and I smile to myself, wondering how Esperanza always convinces her to go to sleep without any fuss. I generally wind up lying on the floor of her bedroom, chatting with her quietly as the colored fish from her rotating night-light swim on the walls and ceiling.

ZYRA. "Yara, I don't know. I thought it was Shawn sending them at first to be romantic, but the letters didn't match the occasion." I picked up a letter. It read "I'm coming Esperanza. For you and that failure of yours, Ria." Chills ran through my body. I picked up another letter. "Going on cute dates bitch? I can see that you haven't learnt-" I squeezed it and threw it away. I picked up another one.

Daniel’s niece, Veronica, was the first to raise her phone and scream. Then cheers followed one after another. “Wow! Veronica is right! I got fifty thousand too!” “Same here! The company really delivered this year!” “Mr. Aster is so generous! Hard work pays off! Let’s make next year even greater!” … One shout of “fifty thousand” after another burst around me like firecrackers. I lowered my head and checked my banking app. It was empty. Just like previous years, there wasn’t a single deposit notification. A tight frustration slowly built in my chest.

On her eighteenth birthday, Nyra believes the Moon Goddess has finally blessed her—mating her to her longtime boyfriend, Prince Dante. It feels like destiny. Until the ceremony begins… and Dante rejects the bond in front of everyone. Then he chooses her sister instead. Broken and humiliated, Nyra is thrown away as a “rejected bond” and handed to the Crown’s most feared enforcer. But the Moon Goddess never makes mistakes… and this bond is only the beginning.

"Time is money for us. You know what happens when you cross me." Alfred's face flushed a deep crimson. He knew all too well the dire consequences. The last guy who crossed Carol had his life turned upside down in no time, living a life even a beggar would pity. However, to dig through trash in front of me was a line he could not cross. At that moment, a sharp voice echoed from around the corner. "What in the world are you doing?" Alfred latched onto the voice like a drowning man to a lifeline. "Jen, help me out here! They're throwing their weight around, making me dig through the trash!"

He then dismissed me after he was done taunting me. While I cleaned the hall, I was humming my favourite song. It was a song about freedom. As I hummed, tears came down my eyes but I kept my determination and didn't stop cleaning. Hope was my only anchor. "Why are you crying?" Said a voice to me as I cleaned the floor. It sounded like a boy's voice. I turned around and saw that it was Elijah's grandchild. He was about ten years old. "Wow! Little one. What are you doing here?" I replied. "Uhhhm, nothing. I'm just playing. You've not answered my question. Why are you crying?" Asked the boy. "Oh! Nothing" I replied, after which I chuckled a little. "You should not be here. Go back to your house

He answers just as i hear the door click, i turn to see my supper being delivered, the sight of the lumpy cold porridge makes me gag, the woman slides it across the floor in a tray too afraid of me to get close after the asshole dropped a little of my fire and it turned his leg to dust, now they know how dangerous i am they dont dare come near me without there special see through suit, not that it cant save them but it seems to slow the fire down just a little, it stops my fire from immediately penetrating the skin, giving them a warning before it burns them to ash. I grab the metal bowl and i heat my hands until the lumpy porridge gets runny, i use the spoon to mix it and cook it until all

It was a dream shared by many youngsters in Lacoste Town, a glimmer of hope in an otherwise ordinary existence. So, I worked tirelessly throughout high school, participating in every extracurricular activity, and achieving perfect grades to qualify for the coveted Picaremore University scholarship. When the scholarship finally came through, it was like a beacon of hope shining brightly upon me. I still remember the jubilation and celebration that ensued when I received my admission letter. Little did I know that my journey to Shenza City would be fraught with challenges, some of which I never could have imagined. I soon came to the realization that Shenza City is not just a place of opportun

Xavier begins to guide my father out of the building, with myself and my mother not too far behind. After a few wrong turns, we finally find ourselves reaching the entrance. I push my parents towards the entrance. My lungs begin to burn from the sudden intake of oxygen. I can feel the smoke in my lungs. My body is trying to expel it from my system as fast as possible. Xavier and my father make it out safely, with myself and my mother not too far behind. Before we're able to make it out completely, one final explosion ricochets throughout the entire building. The building erupts in a massive fireball. Sparks flying everywhere. From the intensity of the explosion, I feel myself being projected

Stopping mid-stairwell, her mother called out with concern, “Where are your clothes? Why were you out naked? How did you get so filthy!” “I’ll be down in a minute!” Eliza impatiently shouted as she rushed into the bathroom and locked the door behind her. It was a logical question for her mother to ask, and understandable for her to be concerned, but it still irritated Eliza. The only child of Viviane and Arthur Eaglesworth, she’d grown up feeling stifled by her mother’s attention and excessive affections. After experiencing the freedom of single life in the city, she’d had her doubts about moving back in with them a few months earlier, but the work and financial setbacks that she’d experienc