Heroína Novels & Stories

She defends. "My bathroom is available."

God Elios asked her! " I am Alisha damien!!" She said. " Oh you are the one. Who is called the villainess queen!!" The graceful lady said mocking her. " Goddess Rane!!" God Elios gave her a signal to shut up. " So you are Alisha damien!! " " Yes!!" " If you are here then that means you have been dead for only few minutes. Isn't it??" " Yes and you are!!" " I am the God king Elios. "

Maria said waving at Valeria in a queen-like manner. "Que tenga un buen día señora. Goodbye." Valeria said and left the room. Meanwhile, Maria sighed and sipped a little bit of wine from her tumbler. Whenever she got depressed or angry, red wine was her drug to overcome those emotions. She hoped that Philip would not get in her way. He had the special ability to destroy her plans at the most unexpected time.

I sighed heavily while the mob kept cursing her. "I even have a proof. The woman in the video is my secretary standing beside me. She is a whore. You giuys had even mistook her as Damon's lover before", Josalina said and she definitely used the past post as her advantage today. I and Eva looked at each other stunned.....

she says. “He wouldn’t let me though. He said we could talk it out, and then he offered me a drink, and after a while, I realised that he had drugged me.” She speaks so clearly and casually that it makes me wonder if she is even affected by all of this. But I can sense the faintest bit of vulnerability behind her indifferent expressions. “Everything you say here is on the record. Are you sure about what you’re telling us?” She nods. “Yes. And I’m not finished.” She takes another deep breath before she continues.

Nero, Sarah, and Jonah hold Heros with Alfhild, while Jo guards the exit. Without saying anything, Gemma threw her best shot at Heros’ face. Gemma had been wanting to do this for a long time. Gemma didn’t expect that Heros could dodge her attacks so fast. Heros ducked and tripped over Gemma’s leg, making Gemma nearly fall to her knees. But Gemma didn’t lose that easily. There was a gunshot. Sarah’s Alfhild almost hit Heros’ arm, but Heros could dodge again. All this time Gemma had always judged Heros as someone who couldn’t fight, but it turned out that she was wrong.

But that was hard, seeing as she just sat there looking out of space. Camila Brinx was indeed a fine and beautiful young woman, she was a role model to many girls and women, they aspired to have her calm and collected mindset. I've heard many girls discussing how beautiful she was and how much they admired the way she talked and carried herself. She was indeed remarkable, she has a light six pack and a beautiful hour glassed shape, not to mention her moisturized curly brunette hair.

She massaged it, a lonely smile twitched on her lips after, the bewildered Alyana threw a look towards Hero. "Who are you?" "What do you mean?" a serious voice replied, it was Hero. "Tell me, who are yo---" "I'm Alyana Yvonne Veneracion, what's your problem?" she pushed aside the hand of the old woman that was anchored in her shoulder. "You are not Alyana. You've travelled far young lady. I've waited for you" the old woman's hand travelled to Alyanas lap up to her chin. Her grin was spooky, and her eyes: fierce as a furnace.

“How much do you know about the relic, Serena?” “I know that it’s about a thousand years old. It’s a statue of the goddess Sirona, an ancient Celtic goddess of healing. And that’s all I know. Oh, and I look like her. Whoopie for me! Wait a minute. I look like her. She’s the Goddess of Healing, but she’s a statue, and I’m real. Son of a bitch!” Serena shot up from her seat, her hands flying to her gaping mouth. “Raphael, don’t you see? It finally makes sense! He thinks I’m her!” She paced the floor and stopped cold, looking Raphael square in the eyes.

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