Hija De Los Warren Novels & Stories

“Auntie Julie”, she cried with tears threatening to spill from her bright eyes. “I don’t want to go to that school anymore!” Julie made the monumental decision to be the guardian of her late sister Mara’s beautiful daughter when she died shortly after giving birth to Hannah. Being a mother isn’t easy, even for a normal child and Julie knew this. The problem was that Hannah wasn’t a normal child, and Julie learned when Hannah was very young that she had a strange ability to just know things.

"Did you really think a fat, dying human could ever truly be my Luna?”, the words I never expected from Jacob, my bond mate came out with no remorse I gave that man everything. My body. My loyalty. My son. My Health. And when his fated mate walked in, he chose her — then watched Lucy kill my child before he finished what she started. I died hating them both. I woke up as someone else. My name was Rachel Black. Now I'm wearing Danielle Carmen's face, sleeping in her bed, married to a man who never wanted me — Jackson, obligated to me by a mother who's been pulling his strings since birth. I don't remember Danielle's life. But I remember someone tried to end it before I got here. So I'll u

"That agreement's a load of crap! Nat's the one we've doted on since we were kids, Mom. Who do these maids think they are, laying their hands on her?" Natalie, the fake heiress, immediately wrapped her arms around Ethan's leg. "Eth, I thought Nev was a little angel. And little angels can fly. Eth, don't be mad at Mom. If you really want to blame someone, blame me for being a silly baby!" I felt so disgusted that I almost threw up the milk I had just drunk. [She's 18 years old, and she dares to call herself a baby in front of me, an actual baby? Is she missing a brainstem, or did a zombie chew it off?]

The woman who had started the shouting, the obvious ringleader, stepped closer instead of backing off. She yelled hard enough that flecks of spit nearly hit my face. "Cut the crap. We all know Belgard Estate belongs to our Jaxie, you scum. If you're going to run a scam, at least pick a place owned by someone as irrelevant as you are. "Miss LePenn already given this estate to Jaxie. She said so on a livestream." I frowned.

POV Warren The camera flashes fired like artillery rounds, but for the first time in months, I would rather not take cover. I bathed in them. Every shutter click composed a note in the symphony of my triumph—evidence that the Warren West the world saw humiliated at the altar by Amy Romano was dead. In his place stood a man reborn, clad in an impeccably tailored suit and accompanied by a bride who, though merely a consolation prize to fools, served as my Trojan Horse into the empire that was mine by right.

The first thing I saw was the man's full name. Zion Yohan Diaz-Castro Warren. He's the former CEO of Warren Empire, now managed by Cosette Blanche. Zion is famously known as the Devil Billionaire because of his ruthless business strategies, and whoever fights with him will go to the ground. I couldn't help but raise my eyebrows when I read that. That's a little bit exaggerated. Zion Yohan Warren already has four children, two boys, and two girls. Johiel Lawrence, Alec Aiden, Bettina Blythe, and Caylee Celeste Warren. The last three kids are triplets, and they're already three years old, turning four this year.

We removed our mask first because we were eating ice cream, but I didn’t expect Tianna to recognize me right away. "Don't worry. She's just a snake with no venom," I whispered to Warren. He mouthed ahh and nodded. "What did you say? Just accept the fact that, you're just jealous because I'm prettier, and I was the one Joshua chose and left you!" She boasted. "No one asked," I said and pulled Warren away, but I was stunned when Warren didn't move. "You're bullying my wife so, I'll kill you," warren said seriously. I was so surprised at his seriousness so I blocked her gaze from Tianna.

“I just… I owe you. More than a drink. More than anything.” She nodded, eyes on the amber liquid. Downed it. Signaled for another. “I’m Warren.” “Jayla.” Her voice was soft now. Tired. “Its obvious something is bothering you. You don’t have to talk,” I said. “But if you want to… I’m here.” She laughed, but it broke in the middle. “You don’t want my story, Warren. It’s ugly.” “I just pretended to be your husband for an hour. I think I can handle ugly.”

She even cheated with Warren's step brother who was pursuing me right now. As if he can win me... I love Warren. I stopped what I was doing when Jirou took a sip and spoke. "I think you should stop pursuing Mr. Warren, Matar." My eyes became dark and only my red ruby eyes are reflecting to the whole room. Everyone starts to shift uncomfortably because of it. "Because?" My jaw clenched as I asked it. How dare her to tell me to stop? "As a matter of fact Warren already have a child," she replied coldly so my face darkened. Jirou nodded to Furi so Furi opened the monitor again and showed a paper.

Aira asked wondering if she missed something, “You didn’t know?” Vincent asked, “Sia is Warren’s daughter,” He told her which left her shell shocked, “You’re Warren’s daughter?!” She asked “Well… Unfortunately, yes I am….” She told her with a wry smile. “Well, Well, Well. If it isn’t our dear cousin.” Said a male voice behind them and they turned around to find a younger version of Warren smirking at them. “His brother…” Sia said.