Hija De Selena Quintanilla Novels & Stories

As I expected, there were several articles about today's game, I went to a website that always posted gossip and it said: "The heart of the cool-cat Hunter Blanco has finally been hooked. The ace once again dedicated his goal to the girl, and this time he did something big: he showed off his jersey from under the team shirt that read ‘Happy Birthday Selena’ in Spanish. So the lucky one is Selena, girls. It looks like she's a Spaniard from the Americas. We just haven't seen who the lucky one is yet; who will be the mystery girl, huh? And he even commented on it after the match: 'I like her very much.' That’s quite a bold act of declaration. Don't you think? We could all be Selenas."

She didn't know what to say. Meanwhile, Selena was also dumbfounded. She looked at Jennifer and asked, "Who are you?" Jennifer looked at Selena and asked, "First of all tell me, who are you?" Selena swallowed the saliva and said, "I am Selena, Henry's wife!" Jennifer's eyes widened. She looked at Herny in disbelief. Then, Selena asked, "Who are you?" Jennifer replied, "I am Jennifer. And I am the ex-wife of Herny. We never divorced each other, so I am still the wife of Henry."

We both laugh I offer her my hand. “I’m Savannah and I’m happy to help” She takes my hand and shakes it. “I’m Selena it’s nice to meet you.” “Selena by any chance are you named after that singer from Texas?” she looks at me stunned. “Yeah, how do you know about her not many non-Hispanic knows of her music.” “I’ve heard a few of her songs I love music and I can play; I’m learning how to play every genre of music.” As Selena looks at me, I swear her eyes have gotten bigger “Wow that’s increíble I’ve gotta hear you play sometime.”

Angel As I watched Selena and Heaven share moments of joy, my heart swelled with gratitude. The love we had cultivated as a family was a balm to my soul, and I knew it was time to take the next step. With the determination to make Selena my wife, I embarked on a journey of planning a surprise proposal. I enlisted the help of my sister Bianca and her friends, forming a secret alliance to create the perfect setting for this significant moment. The excitement and nervousness were a swirling mix as we plotted behind the scenes, aiming to catch Selena off guard in the most delightful way.

I firmly said full of determination. "Are you sure you can now kill your husband?" He once again ask. I gaze down and look at my wedding ring. "He is not my husband. I am not Selena Castania, I am Herravie Costello. I am your daughter, Dad" "You sound ready, mi hija" his voice sound pleased. "Because I am now ready. I am now ready to kill all of them"

I pull away and look at her surprised. "How did you know my..." I trail off. "Oh the goddess told me. We have been waiting for your arrival, our queen," she says and at this point I am fuming inside. If I hear anyone call me that one more time I might just go completely nuts. "My name is Adeera, and this here is my sister, Diana," she says, making me look at the Diana who I noticed have been staring at me for quite a while. She smiles. "We knew you might come," Adeera says, making Regina beam in delight.

Upon seeing Lord Croyso and Miranda enter, her face changed, and she turned away as if trying to hide. Lord Croyso’s face darkened at the sight of Selena’s injuries. He strode over in two quick steps, supporting her as he demanded sharply, “Selena, who did this to you?” Selena lowered her head, tears welling up in her eyes. “Father, just let it go. Miss Quintina is a daughter of the queen’s family; we can’t afford to offend her. This time, I unintentionally angered her, but I’ll be more careful in the future. Please don’t let this trouble you anymore.”

Hatred filled her. But then, she liked Yanis so much and she took really good care of him as his god mom and she really wished he is her own son. "So handsome",She said as she watch the small boy play. "Guess what, Maya", Selena asked her to guess. " You know that I'm not good at guessing. Just tell me", Maya said. "I'm pregnant again" Selena said excitedly. Maya was short of words. "I hope it is a baby girl this time around", Selena added.

The heart monitor beside the bed beeped steadily, filling the silence of the stark white room. "I have kept this secret for far too long. Decades I have carried it alone," Helena said, her eyes welling up with tears as she looked straight into Selena’s eyes. Selena knitted her brows. "What secret, Mom? Why are you talking like this?" "About you. About who you really are," Helena whispered, her voice trembling violently. Selena let out a soft laugh, trying to lighten the heavy mood in the room. "What do you mean? I am Selena, your daughter."

I nodded as I released my grandma. "Please don't be alarmed, my child," came an angelic voice. I turned to face the woman standing next to Judy. She had white hair, as bright as the moon. Her blue eyes sparkled like stars. "Shut the front door! You're her, the moon goddess," bowing to show my respect. She is our creator, our mother. "You are my equal child, please, call me Selene." "Y.yes of course," I stuttered.