Fiona The Giver Novels & Stories

“I am sure you wouldn't want to doubt my driving skills Fiona arrived exactly twenty-seven minutes later. She didn’t bother to knock. She walked straight in like the house belonged to her, her coat was already off, with her tablet in hand, eyes sweeping the room once before locking on my face. “Talk to me,” she said. So I did. I told her about the address on the photo. About the old woman. The rumors. The carved number. The whisper. The child’s voice. I didn’t take out anything. Fiona didn’t interrupt. She only stopped moving when I finished. “A shelter,” she said slowly, fingers already flying across her screen. “That number isn’t private. I think it's linked to a lot of things. Routing thr

Trevor said, but before he finished , I raised my hand asking him to shut up. "And I, Georgina de Galandria future Queen Moon, accept the challenge" he said with a huge smile. Aime came running up to me and said, "Gina, you can't accept the challenge, I'm told that Emma is one of the best warriors," she said worriedly. "Really, it's perfect, with someone I have to set an example and she will be enough. All the warriors that were around us, slowly moved away, while entering the combat area.

She held the phone tightly, her voice was trembling and croaky. “Christian, tell me, who the donor is? I could go look for them!” Things were already at that stage, she could not let Nigel down! Even if she had to give up everything, she still had to find the donor and persuade the donor to help Nigel! Christian was silent. He knew that the truth would come out sooner or later. After a while, Christian chuckled bitterly. “Actually, the person is…” “Fiona…” Before Christian could finish his sentence, Joshua’s feeble voice came from behind Luna. “Where is Fiona…”

The second I walked in, her eyes met mine and a warm smile spread across her thin lips. "Well hello, dear. Are you new here?" I nodded as I smiled weakly at her. I hated being the new kid. "Well, tell me your name, sweetheart. I'll get you your papers right away so you can get to homeroom on time." "Fiona Christopher, ma'am." With a nod of her head, she turned to the computer on her right and typed in my name quickly with her slender fingers. She nodded again and clicked on the mouse, the sound of something printing following after.

Startled to hear that, Fiona replied, “…You… You still recognize me…?” Though Fiona was touched, her hopes were quickly crushed when she heard Zivon scoff, “As if I wouldn’t recognize the criminal who hurt my family!” Clenching her fists, it took her a while to react… But when she finally found her voice again, she began laughing maniacally! “…Yes, that’s right… It was foolish of me to think that you’d ever love me… Well, let’s just skip to the finale, then! Here! Accept this final gift from me!” roared Fiona as she revealed a syringe filled with an ominous-looking liquid!

Calculating and curious eyes stare me down, and honestly, it’s unnerving. “Who is she?” Healer Farah asks. “Is she a healer?” Healer Sarina questions. “What’s her name?” Healer Asha demands. I glance at Ethan then look at the three women. These are some of the kindest women I know, so I nod and explain, “Her name is Fiona, and she’s been learning to create remedies, concoctions, and teas from a healer’s herbalism book. She is here to help you and to learn from you, as Ethan’s mate—”

She had fox-like eyes, a slim body, and looked quite pretty overall. Most importantly, although her facial features didn't look like it, her style and appearance looked very similar to Evelyn's. Ariana asked, "Who's this?" "Your cousin. She's been living in the country. I told her to stay with us for a few days." Gwen then turned to address the young lady. "Fifi, greet your cousin, Ariana." "Hi, Ariana," the young lady greeted bashfully. "My name is Fiona Piper." Gwen had already told her earlier that she would be living a life just like Ariana as long as she listened to Gwen. Fiona was unable to stop herself from admiring Ariana, who seemed to shine and sparkle in her eyes.

Fiona giggled. "Why are you speechless?" Fiona added another question. "I really don't know what to say Fiona. I'm speechless but this is beautiful, I never thought I would ever get gifted in this life. You're the first person giving me a gift. I really lost words to say but I would say thank you, I'll check it out, turn your eyes away" Fiona turned her back as Simom forgot about the mirror in Fiona's front. She watched him undress, as soon as he wore the robe, she closed her eyes.

When she saw me, surprise flickered across her face before it turned into the smug smile of a victor. "Well, if it isn't Vi. What brings you here?" "Geston asked me to come," I said lightly as I placed the basket on the bedside table. Her smile widened. "He really knows how understanding you are." She looked me up and down, her eyes full of display and disdain. "See, Vi? I told you—Geston cares about me the most. For me, he was even willing to take the kidney that was supposed to save your life." I said nothing. I only pulled out a chair and sat beside her bed.

I looked at Fiona, who had stopped sobbing, her eyes now wide with realization. “Why don’t you tell them, Fiona?” I asked. “Tell them what happened on the night of your eighteenth birthday. What you did.” The room fell silent again, all eyes turning to Fiona. Her mouth opened and closed like a fish out of water, but no words came out. Nothing other than: “I… I don’t…” I scoffed, turning away. “Fiona is not Claudia’s biological daughter,” I said, pointing a shaking finger at her. “She was switched at birth by her real mother, who was working for Coldclaw. Claudia’s true daughter was sent away.”