House Of Anubis Patricia Novels & Stories

He looked with a little annoyance at Gina. "You left when we needed you. Mind telling us why are you here now?". He asked with a firm voice. Gina sighed before telling-" I will explain everything. But now, we need to face something big" We both look at each other when Priam broke the silence and asked-" Care to explain?" " Patricia is possessed. She is a slave child. Her blood is bound with Aya's mercy." The news spread the shock and terror to both of our faces. " Righ now, Shawna has to go with Patricia. That is the only way we can save the others."

A sad expression appeared on Patricia's face. I couldn't help but be stunned. I looked at Patricia in surprise. "Patricia, may I know what you mean by something that happened in the past?" Patricia let out a self-deprecating snort. Then she said, "It all started from the last Lycan Luna. Back then, my son chose her to become his Lycan Luna despite my firm opposition. To be honest, I really didn't like her. But I gradually made peace with it. I thought we could live a peaceful life like that. But it didn't last long. Somehow, she got involved with one of my son's best friends. She was adamant about leaving the kids.

"I want you out of this house, out of Nicholas's life, and out of my family." "I'm not going anywhere," I replied, meeting her gaze. "I'm Nicholas's wife, and I have every right to be here." "Right?" Patricia laughed coldly. "You have no right, Vanessa. You're nothing but a gold-digging whore who's somehow managed to trick my husband's bastard into marriage." There was that word again. Whore. "That's not true—" "Do you know what I think, Vanessa?" Patricia took a step closer, her eyes glittering with malice. "I think you're a parasite. I think you latch onto successful men and bleed them dry. I think you're using Nicholas just like you used Sebastian."

But she has a deep secret from the past, when those secrets will be revealed, nothing will be the same, everything will change beyond her imagination. Misti all in her life wants just one thing and that is a perfect, normal, happy love story like her parents but she does not know that when she will fall in love her love story will not be a normal one rather it will be AN ABNORMAL LOVE STORY!!!!! A lot of danger she has to face along with the very challenging situation. She will feel the pain, betrayal, she will lose her trust in this journey of her abnormal love life.

Across the lobby, I spotted Sheldon's parents. "Lizzie!" Candice Clem came charging at me, eyes blazing. "So this is what you've been doing—hiding my grandsons from us, running around with another man!" Before I could react, she snatched the ultrasound printout from my hands. One glance, and her voice shot through the whole waiting room. "You tramp! Sleeping around and getting yourself knocked up—how dare you disrespect my son like this!" Then Sheldon's father, Patrick Clem, jumped in, pointing his finger at me like a judge at trial.

Sleep refused to come. Patricia lay awake in the guest room of Obadiah's safe house, staring at the ceiling. The revelations of the past week replayed endlessly in her mind. Grace Akinyi. Obadiah. Rose. Sarah Waore. Project Ashes. The flash drive. The threats against Glen and Faith. Every answer seemed to create three new questions. Eventually, she reached for her phone. Perhaps distraction would help. Instead, she found herself scrolling through old family photographs.

"I'm Patricia Vance, head of household. You're punctual. That's good." "Thank you for seeing me," Elena said, trying to sound confident. "Follow me." Patricia turned and walked into the house without waiting. Elena hurried after her, her shoes clicking on the marble floor. The interior was as intimidating as the exterior. High ceilings, dark wood, expensive art on the walls. Everything was immaculate—not a speck of dust, not a thing out of place. It felt more like a high-end hotel than a home. Cold. Beautiful, but cold.

Two days of sitting across from Patricia at breakfast, passing her the silver sugar bowl, smiling politely while my insides twisted with the knowledge that she was a monster. I watched her pour tea with steady hands—hands that had signed a check for two million dollars to cover up a murder. I watched her dote on Maxwell, her voice dripping with maternal concern, wondering if she had felt anything at all when her brother and sister-in-law died in that ravine. The house felt suffocating. The air conditioning hummed, but it couldn't chase away the chill that had settled in my bones. Every shadow in the hallway looked like a threat. Every creak of the floorboards sounded like footsteps coming to

Trailing the direction of the voice, Patricia followed till it led her directly to the couch. A figure sprawled on the couch with a pillow beneath him. Patricia stared at him. Her hands moved gently over his cheeks, caressing him softly. His eyes shut opened at her touch. The coldness that met her gaze paralysed her heart. "Hi.." Patricia muttered cooly. "I didn't see you on the bed so I was wondering where you were but then I caught you. What happened? Why are you here and not on the bed?" Daniel's mind flicked back to the details he received. Patricia was Melissa's murderer daughter. But here she was, playing cool on his innocent. Did she realized he knew her games? Coldly, Daniel accessed

Patricia turns around and starts walking away. "Was this how badly you wanted to get rid of Serena?" Patricia pauses in her track and turns around abruptly. "What did you just say?" "You know I'm talking about Serena, the mother of Richard's second son, the same woman that you frustrated to death." Angie spits out. She knows that even if she continues begging, Patricia will never let her go so she decides to provoke her hoping she will let her out. Patricia walks back to the gate with rage. "Open this gate!" She yells to the guard. "Open it let me remove this wench's teeth!"