Gloria Romero Novels & Stories

She deleted all of Derek’s contact information right before my eyes. “Just pretend I apologized, okay? I deleted everything. I never wanted to be with him. I was only playing around. We’re husband and wife. Look, I deleted everything…” For the first time, I saw fear in Jaime’s eyes. I did not know what she feared, but her attempts to make amends came too late. Even after I rejected her again and again, she refused to give up. She stayed in the village, sponsored poor students, and brought large amounts of medical equipment.

Gloria's eyes were red, and her pale lips curled into a bitter smile. Her life was a joke! "I never cared if I would be the Luna of the Black Thorn Pack! Do you think I can forget about my past just because of what you've said?" Gloria said in disbelief. If that was the case, did he mean that her hellish life in the werewolf prison meant nothing? She did not know how to face Patrick. The pain and anger in her heart were beyond words. "Mr. Hammond, you are indeed remarkable." Gloria looked up, smiling with tears in her eyes. She said in despair, "Unless you ask the Moon Goddess to remove my memory, I will never forget what happened to me."

she asked nervously. “Ma’am, may I know your name?” “My name is Gloria.” “Which Gloria?” the secretary asked. “There are many Glorias in our system.” Gloria blinked in confusion. Many Glorias? What does that mean? Still, she quickly answered. “Gloria Enrique .” More typing sounds followed. After a few seconds, the secretary spoke again. “I’m sorry, ma’am. There is no Gloria Enrique on Mr. Anderson’s list. I cannot connect you to him.”

“What did you see in that girl for you to be fussing over her like that?” “She’s just unusual. She’s got little shadow on her, that’s all.” Margarette’s mind wandered as she spoke. “And, you’re worrying about her because she has a shadow?” “No. I’m worried because she’s losing her shadow, Finrod. And that lady who just left us has very little shadow left.” Realizing the depth of her thoughts, she shifted to a lighter mood and pushed the issue away. “Anyway, what are you doing here?” “I need your help in tracking the fragments of the holy Nromais.”

His brother, his mother, his life and basically just scattered his whole family. She hadn’t told Roman but she had been having vivid flashbacks or vivid dreams of what had happened to him. She didn’t know why but she felt there must be a connection between them for her to see things he never explained in details to her. She exhaled as she tried to focus on the principal standing on the podium and giving them a speech, words of encouragement. “Now let us raise our candles high and march, not in sadness but in happiness that they’re now resting in the bosom of the lord” Principal Claudia said as she raised her own candle high and so did everyone.

Gloria asked, addressing Noel, who had been standing beside Amora. Noel’s brow furrowed as he glanced at Gloria. “You are ...?” “I’m Gloria Barclay,” Gloria introduced herself quickly, extending her hand first. “Ah, so you’re...,” Noel muttered indifferently, shaking her hand without much enthusiasm. Gloria Barclay was the woman James Ritter, Noel’s father, wanted to introduce to him. Earlier, they had communicated over the phone. Initially, Noel had been asked to pick Gloria up from her home, but he refused, citing work obligations.

Gloria uttered her idea. Alfonso’s eyes widened as he stared the beautiful fair-skinned woman, whose face reminded him of the Hollywood actress, Margot Robbie. “And what’s your point?” “Well…, find something that you’re good at, Honey Bear…. You’re a media critic; you’re the person who above all others know how to bring down someone via a media. That girl, Siena Mori…, it’s impossible that she had not made any mistake in the past. Ah, every journalist must have at least one…. It’s your job. Dig into her past, and threaten her with her mistake. That way, like it or not, she will have no choice but to hand over every possession of the old man Adalfo back to you, his true and only heir…,” Glori

When the model came, Gloria was thinking about a solution to this problem. Her eyes fall on a model, and she dismissed everyone keeping her. She noticed how good she was at her work, though she was new. “Can I know your name?” Gloria asked and noticed the model shivering out of nervousness. “It’s Ira, mam.” The model replied. “She is going to be our showstopper. Make her ready for this.” Gloria announced and everyone look at her shocked. “Mam, she is new, and she didn’t have any idea how to carry herself as a showstopper.” Dahlia opposes her decision and Gloria glare at her.

my heart refused to accept a betrayal like that. Lorenzo couldn’t be doing this to me. He couldn’t. My wolf let out a broken howl inside me, and the pain made me shake from head to toe. Then, through the murmurs on the video, the sound of a wheelchair rolling closer cut through everything. Someone moved a pale blonde woman into place beside him. «I know you’re all shocked, but it’s me, Alina Greco, and I’m ready to stand by my Alpha the way I did before,» she said in a low but steady voice, taking Lorenzo’s hand where it rested on the armrest.

She moaned as I hit her g-spot, and I growled, thrusting deeper inside her, making sure to hit the same angle, wanting her to reach her climax. “Fuck.” She whimpered, shuddering in front of me. I pushed my hand inside her panties, drawing circles of eight over her clit. “Aguilar…” “Who do you belong to?” I whispered, biting her earlobe. She cried out, and I growled, shuddering as I neared my own climax. My cock throbbed inside her, and I knew that it was a matter of minutes before I hit my end.