Fiona Finds Novels & Stories

Brena remained silent for a moment as she tried to find the right words to say. “I have to show you something,” she said, breaking the silence. “What?” I was confused as I watched Brena pull out her phone. She scrolled through it before stopping and staring at the screen. My heart beat with anticipation as I wondered what she had to show me. I tried to prepare myself for what it was because it could have been anything. Brena glanced up at me, and I could tell that she was debating on showing me. Finally, she extended her arm to hand me her phone. I took it from her and stared at the screen. Instantly, my heart began to hurt.

Selina's heart suddenly raced, and she instinctively clutched at her chest, as if afraid her heart might leap out. She couldn't bear to look at Nestor anymore, so she lowered her head again to focus on the voice on the phone. Fiona's voice came through: "You need to help me find my sister and her child!" After a two-second pause, she added: "Dead or alive, I need to know what happened to them." Selina could understand Fiona's feelings about her sister and didn't hesitate to agree to this request. After all, she had been the one to suggest it earlier.

I moved fast from room to room, gathering chargers, tablets, headbands, one tiny shoe that had somehow ended up in the library, and whatever was left of my dignity. Fiona disappeared for almost an hour. When she showed up again in the foyer, she was beautiful again. One of the most Gómez things about us: we could be disappointed and still look expensive. “Kids,” she said, opening her arms. Issa ran to her first, of course. Drama queens always preferred an audience that understood lighting. Max followed a few seconds later, mostly because he saw his sister getting hugged first. Fiona crouched down and gathered both of them at once, her nose brushing Issa’s hair for a second, then Max’s should

I haven't told the twins about the photographs. I haven't told anyone. I don't know what I'm waiting for. Some additional evidence, maybe. I pick the book back up. Fiona stands at the tree line for a long time. Then she turns around and goes home and makes dinner and grades papers and does all the ordinary things and doesn't tell anyone what she felt at the edge of the wood. Because how do you tell someone that? I stood in a field and something in me recognized a forest I've never seen. She knows how it sounds. She knows which explanation most people would reach for first.

She asked. She frown at her questions, "I prepare your bath" Moana interrupt them. "A glass of milk please" Ulan said walking upstairs. "Brandy for me" Fiona says following behind her. Fiona is definitely under them, she's not just a detective, she's a pawn. She enter the room and walks to the closet she open the first side of the and frown in disgusting manner,she open the other side and sign. Pulling off her clothes at tht spot she picked the towel,tie it round her waist and head to the bathroom.

Fiona had lost the one person she should have held closest to her heart. Suddenly, her phone vibrated. It was the bank's final warning. Without a second glance, she turned it off and dialed a new number. "Get me Logan Grant's address in Germovia," she commanded the private detective. "I want it now." After hanging up, she gazed into the night, her thoughts spiraling deeper into obsession. "Logan," she murmured, "I won't stop until I find you."

Fiona admitted, and decided to trace the sound of the call ringtone. In less than 30 seconds, Fiona got really close to the source of the call ringtone. She quickly turned right and suddenly hit someone, which caused her to fall on the floor. Fiona gasped in fear, After seeing who she mistakenly hit. “Bo…. Boss? Is this really you or a Ghost?”. She asked in disbelief. “Ghost? What ghost? Little Auntie, did you possibly see anything scary last night?”. Zach curiously asked Fiona. After hearing Zach's question to her, Fiona was brought back to reality and instantly rose from the floor, before she purposely cleared her throat.

Lily glanced around dramatically and poorly fake whispered, “The Lycan. “Of course he will. It’s my birthday party after all,” Fiona said with a dismissive wave of her hand. Suddenly, Fiona gasped as her hands started to tremble. Her breathing quickened to quick little pants as her eyes widened as she stared off into the crowd. I recognized that look. Fiona had found her mate. Unable to look away I watched as she rushed forward. The crowd parted for her until Fiona stood in front of a man. He was about average height, but very muscular, and quite good looking.

And with a smile, Fiona escorted me through the gate, so I could join the others in signing up for the Luna hunt. “I pray you win this hunt,” Fiona wished for me with so much love in her eyes. This is why she’s my friend. She understands me more than my own mother. She’s the best.

--- The Chase Begins Again The night air was cold against Fiona’s skin as they moved through the alleyways, staying low. Marcus’s voice finally crackled back into their earpieces. “Fiona? What happened?” Fiona exhaled. “We walked into a trap. He knew we were coming.” Marcus cursed. “Are you injured?” Darwin groaned. “Not enough to slow me down.” Fiona shot him a look. He was barely standing, but she didn’t argue. Marcus’s tone shifted. “You need to hear this. I found something.” Fiona’s pulse quickened. “What?”