Guy V Madara Mga Nobela at Kwento

His jaw was clenched so tightly she wondered if it hurt. “They didn’t come,” he said flatly, staring past her. “Again.” Ruby nodded. “I know.” “They said they would,” he continued, voice tight. “My mom texted me this morning. I won't miss it.” He laughed once, sharp and humorless. “Guess she meant she wouldn’t miss the flight.” Ruby didn’t interrupt. “They had donors flying in from three countries,” he went on. “Board members. Press.” He gestured vaguely back toward the building. “And they let me stand there like a placeholder. Like a backup plan.”

The guy stood upright. Madison's eyes followed him up, she didn't understand a thing. Am I not too old for this? She thought, looking so frustrated. "What is your name? What do you want from me?" Madison asked him. "Oh, I'm Marco. Nice to meet you, Madison. I'm sorry you had to come into the picture. We need you to lure that devil here." Marco said "Pray he comes for you within 48 hours; if he doesn't, then we'll have to sell you to the Russians and look for another means to get that devil here." The guy sitting stood up and said.

Adrian, observing from afar, was slightly surprised that the remaining five chose to stay and fight, showing remarkable perseverance. “Madi, you go ahead. We’ll use secret techniques to assist you!” one of the men said grimly. “Alright!” The leader responded with a cold gaze. “That person seems to be Madi Kramer, a prodigy of Heaven's Act. It’s said he’s just a step away from the Astral Stage,” Tyron said as he watched the leader. Adrian looked stunned. ‘A prodigy, huh? Quite powerful, but also too impulsive.’ Madi’s eyes blazed with rage as he shouted, “Die! Die! Die! I’ll avenge them!” He appeared almost mad, a truly shocking sight.

I interject, I can feel the tequila gaining me a bit of confidence. "There, the taller one with the buzz cut, he seems to be a bit younger. Around thirty-five or so," Maddy points at that exact guy and I mentally facepalm. "Gee, he's super hot. Look at those ripped muscles. I'll bet with that thing between his legs, he can make a woman scream like a banshee," Sapphire giggles. I pause to take one closer look at him and as if sensing being watched, he snaps his head in my direction and catches my gaze.

Let's start from the beginning, the very beginning. My name is Amara Zino, I am an orphan who lives with my only relative Madame Flavia. I lost my parents at the age of fifteen when they went on a 'parents bonding trip' and never returned alive. Their valuables were all missing same as some useful parts of their bodies their fingers and a significant bullet wound in between their heads.

seer or something, I heard someone call my name. And it wasn't Diego. I looked up and my heart froze. I swallowed hard trying to hide my fear. It wasn't Mario...it was his right hand man. Casio... "Well well well...if it isn't little Miss Bella" he said in mockery walking over to me "who's that?" Martins asked. I swallowed. "He works for my enemy" I replied. "So , you still came back huh?, you're no longer running?" he asked. He looked and smelled disgusting.

Barely controlled. “Get out.” He wasn’t looking at me. His eyes hadn’t left me for a second since the door opened. But the command was clearly directed at Mara. The woman didn’t need to be told twice. She scurried toward the door, squeezing past the brothers, nearly tripping in her haste to escape. The door clicked shut behind her. And still, they didn’t take their eyes off me.​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

Lord Xeus laughed cunningly. "How can I forget you, Lord Xeus?" I laughed a little before frowning. "Master Xavier! The Masters want to speak with you" A tiny but sweet voice said from behind. It was no other than Madison's. "That's her Dad. She's the god-damned girl that Xavier is hanging out with" Tara pointed at stunned Madison. "I'll end her then" Lord Xeus grabbed the bow inside the bag he was carrying. I widened my eyes in shock on seeing the bow.

"The Macy's Moote Harin Brain" "This girl should be brought here." He let go of Azfarin with a jerk. Azfarin staggered to the ground and did not understand what the man was saying. But he was now walking back and forth, and the three black men were shaking their heads and heading towards Azfarin. "Till Heradi Macy's Op" "Pick up this girl" He was speaking in his own language, his neck pointing towards the girl. All eyes were on the girl in the black shirt at the same time, and the steps of the tall man in them.

Kiara said getting up, she fixed her dress and helped Maddie to the chair in front of hers, watching as she breathed heavily trying to process what she saw and probably trying to calm herself down. “Did you…?” “Maddie, how could you even think of that as a possibility?” Vladimir asked getting on his knees in front of Maddie. Kiara put her hand on Vladimir’s shoulder and pointed at the chair to sit on it instead of her before opening the door and walking out of the office without sparing me a second glance. I got up and followed her quickly, finding her walking toward the bar, I wrapped my arm around her waist and pulled her to me. Taking her to a concealed area in the club. Kiara pulled away