Honne Dell の小説・ストーリー

After some days, in afternoon, Hoor was sitting in the living room , when she saw a beautiful girl entering .Mary was also behind her . She was also looking really happy after seeing the girl . "Hello "the girl around 24 or 25 greeted . "Hey "Hoor said getting up , she was confused and a bit nervous. The girl infront of her was really beautiful and Hoor wasn't even a bit confident about her own looks . A lot of doubts and questions were entering her mind regarding the girl and her relationship with Arhaan.

I sharply retorted while keeping an innocent smile, earning the title of bitch. "I don't mean to be a bother but I also ride horses. I have one called Midnight, A mystic like yours." He instantly changed the subject. I gasped unintentionally, "How did you know?" I hadn't told anyone and Ria wasn't in the habit of showing the world just how special she was. "Midnight fancies your horse or should I say unicorn." He winked at me. "Are we going to talk about horses with horns or are you going to really get to the point as to why you are here?"

the someone cut me off. "Her name is Annabelle Siromani, my daughter."

I point at Cassandra, “then threw me into the woods to die. Now you want me back because I returned with power?” Damon’s golden eyes looked pained. He spoke loud enough for everyone to hear. “I was wrong. Cassandra lied to me. She fed me stories about threats to the pack. I let pride and fear control me. I take back the rejection. Annie is not an Omega. She is my true mate.” Gasps spread through the crowd. Scarlett smiled through tears. Cassandra looked ready to kill. I turned to Kael. “You found me when I was broken. You gave me safety and pups. But you left me alone in that cave. You marked me without asking.”

I quickly step out to see a woman whose voice sounded awfully familiar, arguing with Delilah, the only model acquaintance I got along with because she was just as bitchy and spoilt as me. “You think I am a loser with no friends. Okay, first of all you couldn’t be more wrong, I have a lot of friends, Elizabeth, Victoria, Danika…..umm...my mother, my grandmother who, fun fact, knitted this sweater for me.” The woman said proudly as she gave Delilah what she thought was a savage reply. Yep, that’s Emily. Delilah just shook her head as she tried to process Emily’s personality, “What’s going on?” I intervene before the fight gets out of hand.

And the color of my skin never hides when I blush so it's always hard. "What's your name?" Now he stood right beside me leaning on the basin and looking down at me. Okay, how the hell was he this tall? I looked like a minor in front of him. This was so unfair. And not to forget his deep baritone voice. It was so smooth just like butter. Ew Arabella really? "Arabella" I replied. He hummed before folding his hands and damn I almost swooned. I accidentally glanced at the tattoo on the back of his left shoulder. It had wings and it between were two initials.

Li-lah stared at her phone for a very long time. She'd promise herself not to involve anyo else in her plans and be was the last person she wanted to get involved in this but she had vowed to do anything to get her revenge and she was going to stick to her guns no matter what, she dialled up the number and waited. 'Hello?' 'Hello-' she paused again, weighing up her options. This wasn't going to be easy. "Hello? This is Delilah Sanchez."

Deline looked confused at the situation she was in. "Aren't you Yohan?" Deline looked at Yohan, her attention was also distracted at that moment. "Oh, I just recognized you. What did you do to him? Aren't you guys in the same class?" Yohan looked directly at Deline with furrowed brows. "Why did you call her Gallent? You know she's Selena. Her last name is not Gallent! You're even being fooled by her?"Deline chuckled softly with tension, she was just trying to straighten out what she was thinking and find a justification for this.

Enjoy! A D O N I S - D E L L U C C I Age ✓ 31 years old Nationality✓ Italian Nickname✓ Donnie- DD Tag✓ Heir to the Dellucci empire Position✓ First grandson Parent✓ grandparents and Father Siblings✓ Ronnie Dellucci (25yrs) Behaviour✓ cold, aloof, Pokerface Relationship✓ once engaged Education ✓ All degrees cleared C A I T R O N A B A L B O A

Her eyes were concrete gray. "This hearing will now commence. Case file Delta-Seven-Four-Nine. Jurisdiction dispute. Della Marie Hart, age twenty-five, formerly of Northern Ridge Pack." She looked up. "Miss Hart, please stand and state your full name for the record." I stood. My legs trembled. "Della Marie Hart." "Do you swear to provide truthful testimony under oath? False statements will result in immediate detention and formal charges." My throat was dry. "I do." "Sit."