Jade From Sofia The First Mga Nobela at Kwento

It pinned me down instantly with its paws, knocking me down. “I... I’m sorry. I…I didn’t mean to” I stuttered in complete fear. “What a joke” the voice chortled “Can’t even speak. What’s your name human?” “Jade,” I whispered. “A Luna Queen,” She said as she began to prance around me, “and a weak one” She stopped in front of me. “I’m not weak” I mustered enough courage to answer. “Oh, but you are. Saving the little boy is the only bravery you’ve ever displayed” She said and licked the scars on my feet, “This is the only sign of your strength, but unlucky for you I hate weakness”

(SOFIA QUISPE’S POINT OF VIEW) "Is the obsidian blade ready, or are we going to stand here and wait for the sun to swallow the Citadel?" Sofia’s voice was a resonant chime of sapphire and steel. She stood in the shadow of the Royal Garrison’s outer wall, her silver hair shimmering like a ghost in the violet twilight. Her jade-sapphire skin was barely covered by tactical leather, the Heartstone in her chest pulsing with a low, dangerous hum. She wasn't the girl who had cleaned pots in the Montague kitchen; she was a predator stalking a goddess.

He hurriedly takes the travelling box away from Ruby, who releases it freely to him. Meanwhile, Alexandra glares at him silently, without uttering a word. Once he is out of sight, she turns to Ruby. "K.J. you are looking great!" Alexandra compliments. K.J is the abbreviation of Ruby's native name. Which is Khadijat. Khadijat is Alexandra's paternal cousin. She is the only daughter of her father's younger sister, who is married to a Yoruba man. Ruby is Alexandra's closest cousin. She literally tells her everything. Although they only hooked up during holidays. But the bond was still there.

I knew that she used sunscreen, many times I had helped her to put on her shoulders, but the sun had left its trace on her, making her even more beautiful if possible, although I knew that her skin tone was very white just like mine, but unlike her, I exposed myself to the sun very little and my skin looked pale and sick. Livie broke eye contact when she heard someone calling her before she headed to that place, I followed her with my gaze towards where she was going, noticing how she froze when she met Daniel Gómez, the basketball team captain, and although I wasn’t short with 7’10, it could be said that Daniel was more than five inches taller and he was considered a dwarf in front of the r

She then faced her maid whilst placing her hands on his waist. "Good job. You are doing it. Your eyes are all on me." She fake-smiled at her maid. "Then do not go." The maid said. "Your work is to 'keep an eye', do your work and do not stop me." Jade picked her backpack and swung it over her shoulders. "Even if you do, you know the result." She then added. "Looks like you watched many fairy tales to go out like that." The maid said just to stop her. Jade is not a person who love fairy tales or barbies. She would rather prefer bad boys or bikes.

I say as I watch him slide the ring on his finger, the band magically shrinking to fit his size. “I’ll do better than that.” Julius says. I watch wide eyed as the vampire slides into the floor in front of me on his knees and lowers his head in submission. “I hereby pledge my loyalty to you.” The f**k? Lucifer growls. Well, this is unexpected... I manage to say as Julius raises to take his seat back on the couch. “Aren’t you loyal to Lucifer?” Julius shrugs nonchalantly. “You’re going to be the Queen of Hell with just as much power. I’d much rather answer to you. You’re much prettier than him and he’s...an asshole to put it nicely.”

she replied. "I prefer to say that he has become even more determined with age. Even though I imagine Ladislau has become a stubborn old man, when I met him he already had the reputation of being determinedly stubborn," justified Miguel, walking out of the office followed by Catherine, who was adjusting her backpack on one shoulder.

"I didn't realize until now that you were the one who treated me the best. I've never met my Mamma. You raised me until I was seven. You always protected me. In my heart, you're my Mamma. Please don't leave, okay?" This was the first time Sofia had ever cried for me. Any other child's tears would have undone me, but I had spent too many years being hurt by this one. I felt nothing at all for her now. If they had truly cared about me, they would have apologized for the dress. They would have made amends for what had been done to Mom's ashes. But they never did. At this point, it didn't even matter whether their remorse was real. I gently pushed Sofia away. "Let go. I'm not your Madre. I've al

Janessya states. I whip my head around when she says Sapphire’s name. I knew she would see Lina, but I had no idea they were coming here. With the look on Arlo’s face, I don’t think he knew that Lina was coming here tonight, either. We follow Janessya to where she saw them at. My breath catches when I lay eyes on my precious jewel. Her hair has been curled and is flowing freely down her bare back. The shimmering silver dress drapes her body perfectly and is backless. It stops mid-thigh. The killer heels she has on makes her legs look fucking long, and my hands twitch to touch them. Riley walks over to her, and I can tell she is surprised to see us. I see the look of surprise when s

Drake and D looked like models and Izzy was breathtaking. A tall, long-legged vixen in black leather pants and a tight T-shirt extended her hand. Her sea-green eyes were filled with challenge and hardness, something that Sicily hadn't seen in a woman's expression in a long time. Her dark hair framed her perfect features, the girl giving the handsome men beside her a run for their money. You look like a fucking idiot standing with them. "You must be Sicily. I'm Izabella. Call me Izzy. They all do." She nodded back toward the boys as Drake and D continued to talk quickly as if they had a million things to catch up on.