Fiona In The Giver の小説・ストーリー

And then, I walk back inside. Headfirst. ____________________ Fiona’s POV I've already given up all hope. My eyes are closed as I patiently wait for death to take me under. I already knew that in the time it took Micah to get Amelia out, the fire would become an unstoppable inferno, denying me a chance to be saved. But I couldn't bear to be a burden to Micah and Amelia. I wanted to leave the hope of life to the people I loved the most – my daughter and my husband.

Pages blurred. And there—under “Stormfang Ridge Raid – Casualty Log.” Entry 47: Unknown Omega. Severe lacerations. Deep internal trauma. Emergency intervention. Same date. Same hour. Same injury she still carried. Fiona’s name? Nowhere. Sophie’s hands tightened into fists. She whispered, “She lied.” --- That night, Sophie found Fiona alone in the herb garden, picking moonwort leaves beneath the lanterns. “You don’t even know the melody,” Sophie said.

She can only conclude that Isabella is hiding her identity from Lan because she's having what belongs to him, yes, that can only be it. “So what's this new identity of hers?” She asked, glaring at her son. How she wishes, that her kids are also Lan's. Wouldn't it be amazing that she and her husband share grandkids with Larry? “Fiona Johnson, she's now the daughter of Mrs Ebele Johnson and her husband James” Fred responded. “Hmmm Fiona Johnson” Anna grumbled quietly. Meanwhile, at this time, Fiona woke up with a sniff. She sniffled three times and found herself in an unfamiliar arena. Her hands were chained above her head against a pillar.

I forgot everything I was supposed to say; I lost sense of where I was and what I was meant to say as my heart pounded loudly in my ears. Is he here? Why? I felt a gentle nudge from the person beside me, and I finally looked down at the name written on the paper I was holding. I was suddenly overcome with a glint of joy at the fact that I was sure he wouldn't like my pairing with Luke. I fought a small smile and forced breath through my nose as I brought the microphone to my lips. Still staring him in the eyes, I said “ Good day Alumni, I am Fiona, and today I will be touring the school with Luke Luiton.’

Who are you? I look at my side when I hear her soft, silhouette voice and slowly, I lay my eyes on Fiona. I remove the cap that is covering my face and she steps back, a sharp gasp as the book she is reading falls from her hand. Cult? She says, as if there could be a possibility that it wasn’t me.

Members of the pack nodded in acknowledgment, their loyalty unwavering. One by one, the servants were introduced, their names and assigned duties announced with precision. Among the servant girls stood Fiona, her grace and beauty a conscious presence amidst the assembly. I couldn't help but steal glances at her, my gaze lingering on her. As I looked at her, our eyes met, and in that brief moment, an unspoken connection sparked between us, a silent interaction that needed no words. Fiona, too, found it impossible to tear her eyes away from me. There was something magnetic about the alpha, an allure that tugged at her heartstrings. It was as though our souls had communicated in that moment.

“ send people to watch my mate. If anything happens to her, they must let me know. I left the office and went back to the pack. I saw my beautiful mate training. I had to sneak behind her and hug her from behind. She startled but relax like she felt it was me “ You scared me.” She relaxed in my hands “ Did anything strange happen in school today?” She released herself from hands and faced me. “ A girl called Rose stopped me telling me that I am not fit to be your mate. I was angry but i just had to let her go” that got me angry that i vow if she tried anything funny with my mate i will rip her head off. “ There is no one that is fit to become my mate and Luna except you. I will send some tru

“Please give this to Mia for me. Is Ms. Gordon in her office?” Chloe took the gift and nodded. “She is. You can go right in.” Lucas walked down the hallway and stopped outside the office. He raised his hand and knocked. “Ms. Gordon?” “Come in.” Lucas thought the voice sounded familiar. Before he could place it, he turned the handle and opened the door. Fiona was sitting behind the desk. Her cool, elegant presence looked completely out of place in the plain little office. Lucas’s gaze instantly went cold.

"now give me my daughter back." "Whatever, take her, I just care about money and nothing else. Oh yeah! I want Ian also I don't know what he sees in a bitch like you." Fiona said and began to count the money with a huge smile of greed on her face. I ignored the gold digger and took my daughter in my arms, who cried her heart on my shoulder. I so badly wanted to shoot the pitch for kidnapping and hurting my daughter but I held myself back because Ian is coming with the cops.