Novel & Cerita Ilia Amitola

James waited patiently for 30,000 years to pass. 30,000 years later, James changed his appearance in the courtyard house. He came to a handsome-looking young man dressed in a white robe. Dahlia tidied up his hair for him. “Leilani Amani is known throughout the Greater Realms as a beautiful woman. She pays a lot of attention to one’s appearance and demeanor. While you’re on Mount Eden, you’ll have to pay attention to how you speak and act.”

He laughed and buried his head in his hands. "Ah, fuck. Qiao Mo... " Hila She woke up rather earlier than usual and felt queasy. The day of the Wushi Chin Cooperation annual meeting had arrived and she was to deliver the Wushi Group's proposal to the board. The obvious reason behind the formation of the group was to help the world through annual donations to curb different calamities in different countries.

His gaze fixed on me as I quietly held the phone to my ear. "I want nothing " I whispered to Mrs Hilton and am sure Gale heard me. " Amelia stop joking around, You're an orphan though you have some achievements they can't be enough but if.. you leave my son I will offer you more and make you one of the top lawyers in the country. I will give you a blank check and a house in one of the best villas in town and more "

Amaria replied. “ Hold on. No, Amaria, no. You want to expose the Queen, are you out of your mind? This person you're talking about is the Queen of Ashmael and the Luna of the most powerful pack in werewolf history, The Moonstone pack. She clearly has a lot of supporters and to be honest Amaria, your plan won't work, you will just get yourself banished completely,” Dove whispered. Amaria glanced at her while she climbed onto her horse and said sternly, “ I know and I don't care, I will still try my best to expose her,” “ Well we will have to try, what she did was a very despicable thing, ” Teresa said and climbed onto Amaria's horse. Elex shrugged, climbed onto his horse and said, “ Even if

"If you don't mind, I'd like to see through them myself?" I refused to answer him while he went on reading one invite address to another. I don't have time to attend any boring tea parties and witness women gossiping like immature girls. Unlike any other Luna, I take my position way seriously to match my Alpha's grounds. Although nobody usually demands me, it is of the will in me that somehow urges to be the lady I should be. The Luna of all Lunas and the lady of all ladies. With my current mindset that has somehow grown through the years, nothing matters more than the reputation I was placed. For I know for myself that I've bled to maintain and earn the respect I should have in this positio

There was also the famous Maynard Mental Hospital. Then, there was a young woman, while hugged many books pass over me. She laughed softly, and her cheeks flushed red. This girl's skin was white like a soap commercials star. Her long hair braided behind her back. I recognized her oriental face, a mole on her left temple, and her minus glasses she wears. Her full name was Amelia Limantoro. Let just called her Amelia. Amelia lived at Wigan, across from my Certajava. She was of Chinese descent. In contrast to Julia, this Amelia was flat. You know what I meant, right?

He was one of the people who struggled with Fredrich at contests, tying with him and Sebastian. Finally, Natalia Adamantine. She was the official Ambassador for the Merchant Association and the originator for several peace treaties around the continents. She expanded trade with the art of theater which originated from Polivia. She was single handedly responsible for uplifting business owners and did not judge them based on their background. She was known as the one with the goddess’s touch, meaning anyone she set her eyes to, she could make them great. Her magician prowess wasn’t well known so there was no one who could tell that she was the Leader of the Magician society as well as the heir

“You’re Bethany Sinclair, the Ambassador of Rotaine, right?” Bethany’s brows arched at the question. “I am.” Amara’s smile brightened. “Then I must have the right person. You see, I’ve been a fan of all the products you’ve advertised for quite a while now, and I can’t believe that I finally have the chance to meet you, Ms. Sinclair.” “You…are?” Bethany was taken back by the sudden praise, not to mention the fact that Amara was staring at her with such admiration in her eyes.

Her eyes darting past the lanterns of flames hung at high positions, Zara looked at the woman who had earlier introduced herself as a witch. Alisha rolled her eyes dramatically before she locked eyes with Zaramanni. Hands clasped over her left knee, she glared so hard that the human didn't get a chance to look away. “What is on your mind, little girl?” “Huh… I was just wondering if you are really a witch.” Alisha laughed, her cackle echoing past the lighted room. “Why would I lie about my identity? I am a witch who comes from the land of Amok. Do you know where Amok is?”

"I know, but Damon…" My mother had suddenly appeared at the door, attracted by the brewing noise; her eyes had grown wide as she spotted Damon and Cassandra half-naked. "What is the meaning of this, Damon? Annie, why are you sobbing?" Cassandra seized the opportunity. She pointed at the pizza I mistakenly spilled on the floor. "Look, Mrs. Scarlett! Your ‘precious’ daughter tried to sneak in and attack Damon! She's trying to get obsessed with him! She doesn't want to accept that the Alpha already chose me. Your daughter keeps doing crazy things even when I'm the true Luna. I have been waiting for this poor thing of yours to leave him for me!"