Evelin Miller Mga Nobela at Kwento

Tears begin to flow down my face. “Mel was the sweetest person I knew, she was polite, smart, caring, and compassionate, and in reality, she was none of those things Abby. You should have heard her gloat about what she did to Mum, how she convinced us all that she was a battered woman and got away with murder. I’m glad Dean killed her. Because if he didn’t, I would have.” I say furiously. I wipe my tears angrily.

I said as Stefano scrambled onto Max’s back as he spun, “Although at least if we have to go to the ER, I might get to see Milly. I haven’t seen her in weeks.” Now twenty-seven, Milly had fine-tuned her powers and was the best Doctor we had. She could heal any wound without breaking a sweat. We’d hardly lost any soldiers to injuries in years. “She is continually working,” Max said, “The woman never rests.” “Well, tell her the Luna has ordered her to take a day off soon and meet me for a coffee. I miss her.” “Will do,” he said as Madeleine joined the ‘climb Maxy’ game.

"I heard what happened with-... I don't understand how you look so-..." "Calm? Like I didn't just murder a friend two days ago? A war is coming, and everyone is looking to me to lead them. Moping around, beating myself up over what's happened, won't change anything. All I can do now is save the world Elias and my mother loved, including the people in it." "Elaine loved this world too - she'd say, 'the world isn't flawed, the ones inhabiting it are.'" Emree smiles, "she'd say, it's okay - no one is meant to be perfect, and that's perfectly okay with her."

Siya Rains As I wrapped up my class, I realized how distracted I was throughout it. I started teaching psychology at this well-known university three years ago. I was twenty-five years old when I had my first batch of students and I know as a teacher I am not supposed to have favourites but I did have one, Jimmy Miller. He was very smart and had recently got an internship at a recognized enterprise.

I quickly step out to see a woman whose voice sounded awfully familiar, arguing with Delilah, the only model acquaintance I got along with because she was just as bitchy and spoilt as me. “You think I am a loser with no friends. Okay, first of all you couldn’t be more wrong, I have a lot of friends, Elizabeth, Victoria, Danika…..umm...my mother, my grandmother who, fun fact, knitted this sweater for me.” The woman said proudly as she gave Delilah what she thought was a savage reply. Yep, that’s Emily. Delilah just shook her head as she tried to process Emily’s personality, “What’s going on?” I intervene before the fight gets out of hand.

MICHAEL'S POV. I sat quietly on the couch shaking the glass of wine in my hand, my mind still clouded with guilt. I still couldn't believe Allen talked me into this evil act, it wasn't because I was righteous, I was the complete opposite. My name was Micheal but I was known among the billionaires as “The drug devil”. I was a drug dealer, one that you shouldn't mess with…one that valued money more than family. I was someone who sent shivers through people's spine, there was no single person that crossed me and never lived.

Up to today, Caleb remains a mystery to them and Emma was so blinded in love that she didn’t care about his background. “From your sister, oh there she is” Elaine pointed at a lady who just walked in, she was slim and had a slim face as well. Her hair was ebony black and laid just below her shoulders. “Eva” she called and the lady spotted her brother, Lincoln, and her pregnant sister-in-law. She waved at them before hurrying towards them. “You made it” Elaine smiled and Eva nodded before sitting beside them. “I am curious about the looks of our Alpha’s mate, I hear he is a demi-god” she joked but Lincoln had a serious look.

He held on to my right shoulder, so I turned to face him. "Will you take your hand off my shoulder or I'll turn you into a mouse?" I raised my left eyebrow, glaring at his cold yet undeniably handsome face. "Whoops!" He immediately took his hand off my shoulder. "You two! What are you waiting for?" The guard on the table called us. He's looking at me from head to toe right now. I quickly walk towards him and say, "My name is Alenna Delevigne from the city of Nalaknabak. I'm a..."

She felt relieved when she closed the doors and went back to her seat. Like any other assassin, she had done her research. She was iconic in the fashion industry and had her own fashion line and was an investor in many popular cloth and shoe brands. She was rich, famous and was head over heels for Levi Wushi. However, even though she had everything she could ever want, she couldn't get any love or affection from Mr. Wushi.

I finally said that I would and now we were on our way to Paris, to meet up with her at her condo. She was my grandfather's sister, Eliza Brinx, she was a fashion icon and the most adnired family member in the Brinx line of work, she was the prettiest woman I've ever seen in all my life, even at the age of fifty, Eliza was a remarkable being, she was a model and also an entrepreneur. She was my favorite person in the entire world. "Why do I allow you to take me out of the US?" Elijah asks, scanning the busy streets once we got out of the car, outside of Eliza's condo building.