روايات وقصص ضمن Gema Oculta

Sienna cursed Gemma under her breath. … After taking a bath, Gemma did not feel sleepy, but quietly sat on the sofa, the light in the room was not on, so it was very sad and empty. But Gemma didn't want to turn it on because only in the dark would she feel secure and protected, no one would recognize her, not be subject to the scrutiny and judgment of anyone... and no one can see her cry… It's just that Gemma wants to cry but can't cry, her eyes are only painful and uncomfortable, but not a single tear. Feeling pain and despair but could only swallow tears inside made Gemma's heartache.

she observed, crossing her arms over her chest. Gemini raised her head, frowning. "I have been reflecting on the tales you have shared with me. About the Hidden Realm, its magic, and... everything." GLZ's lips curled into a faint smile, though it didn’t quite reach her eyes. "Curiosity is a dangerous thing, Gemini. However, there are times when it's also the key to releasing talent you weren't aware you had."

The once sweet Liam she knew have suddenly turned into something else today, something was making him so uneasy and whatever it is, it definitely wasn't good at all. She reached for her handbag and took out her phone. Erica started playing a mobile game on it, this was one way she keeps herself and mind busy whenever she feels very worried. For ten minutes she was been in the bedroom and she was unaware of the whereabout of Liam. Erica stopped playing the game and threw her phone into her bag. She yawned stretching her body She stood up and moved over to where the bottle of champagne was. Erica opened it and poured in a full glass of champagne into it and gulped it down her dry throat.

We reveled in the deceit, relishing the impending chaos that would ensue. "Hidden deep within the heart of the ancient underground lies a secret chamber, concealed from prying eyes. It is within this chamber that the magic stone rests, guarded by enchantments and protected by the Alphas family.” A thrill coursed through my veins as I continued, painting a vivid picture of the secret location.

as her bastard daughter to help her prepare for war. I move around the room, packing satchels with hex bags, potions, powders, casting gems—everything she might need. That’s when she enters, speaking to her second-in-command. “Where did they find it?” she demands of Sybil. “In one of the underwater caves in Loch Ness. Hiding in the aura of the monster there.” The Red One cackles. “Clever. I suppose it’d have to be, to have survived this long.” She throws her hood back. Her beauty is sharp and cruel. Her white hair gleams like bone, and deep lines frame her twisted grin.

I fitted her mirror with a recording device, it would be so dangerous for her to be in Zamora’s mansion but if she’ll succeed here, I promise to add her salary. Patrisse came inside, a while ago, we are just waiting for her to speak. Some time later I heard a sound from the recording device I had placed in Patrisse’s mirror, it was a signal that someone was speaking. “Who are you?” Said an old man. He is Armando Zamora, did Patrisse see what he looked like? I’m sure he’ll be scared once Armando shows up to her. “I don’t need to introduce myself, I am here to tell you that Mr. Dominic Jimenez wants to see you. He sent you an email about this.” Nice job, Pat.

Once it was all in her mouth, she tilted her back to have it travel down her throat. For a moment, nothing happened other than Malena continuing to chant. But then Emerald began to rise. Her body floating off the couch, just about a foot, nothing more. Her thin, matted hair floated underneath her. Her arms crossed delicately at the wrists in her lap. She seemed to be at peace. Again a light overtook her body, more subtle this time than the last. Malena continued to chant the same word at this point. "Αφροδίτη." Over and over again.

[AZTEC] "Well, you’re gonna have to act on that warning, because I need to know where the fuck my sweet Franzel is. Oh, and if you lie to me, I’m going to fight you, again,” Gemma said, snapping Aztec out of his trance. They had been too busy, too occupied to even realize that the woman that had all come here for, was gone. "Hold up, what?” Aztec asked as he looked around the room.

I reply, pointing to the name on the screen. “I know.” “You think they sent the money under a different name to hide their involvement?” “Yes, but get this. The transfer was done locally.” “What?” “You will expect an international transfer, right? But nope.” Dante claps excitedly. He is clearly enjoying this. “The transfer was made from a local bank here in Florence, to be precise.” “We have never received money from them with a local account.” I respond. “But opening a new account just to make this sizable transfer would definitely attract the bank security.”