Jellal Fernandes Novels & Stories

Warmth surrounded them, yet he felt only cold. "I burned my life… pushed past my limits…" he croaked. "And still… I wasn't enough." His nails dug into his palms until blood seeped out, but it was nothing compared to the hatred churning inside him. Since his rebirth, Jaleel had lived as the Ligotti family's golden child—a prodigy who appeared only once a millennium. Armed with the secrets of a past life, his ascent had been legendary—Awakening at 3, Foundation at 7, and breaching the Great Decator by 15. At 20, he stood at its pinnacle, his record a flawless tapestry of victories.

she said in an interrogational tone. Okay, here it is, Jill. I cleared my throat and reached out my hand. “Good evening, madame. I am Jill Castro, Darwin’s girlfriend,” I said and widened my eyes dramatically --- which I meant and pretended to be shocked --- and chuckled in exuberance. “Oh, pardon me. Darwin’s fiancée, I mean.” I could feel the darting stares from Mr. Montenegro beside me, but I ignored him. My eyes were focused on Mrs. Montenegro who I saw astonished and blinked.

I say, hearing the man on the other end of the line chuckle excitedly. "Don't tell me you miss me." he teases, causing me to pull my lips together in a tight smile. No, I was not. Leaving prison was like being reborn and given a second chance and I definitely, without a doubt, miss that place. However, I made contacts in jail that are needed here, like the Captain, for example. Juan Fernandez is a Peruvian, naturalized Brazilian and with a great sense of humor for someone who had a difficult childhood and the misfortune of having been adopted by abusers, nowadays he is a well-known drug dealer in the criminal underworld, but extremely respected and that's why that I need your help.

Carmen's POV The first result was a W i k i p e d i a page. The photograph at the top showed a man in a white football jersey, arms spread wide after a goal, stadium lights shining behind him, thousands of people on their feet. The face was the same face that had been watching me from the pillow twenty minutes ago. Andre Fernandez is a Spanish professional footballer who plays as a winger for La Liga club Real Numancia and the Spain national team. Known for his exceptional dribbling, pace and agility, he is considered one of the best left-footed right wingers in the world.

When Don saw Phelan, his eyes burned with hate. He bellowed—a sound that was somewhere between a yell, a moo, and a really loud belch. “Hey, Phelan,” She then shouted back. “Didn't I kill you already?” He pounded his fist into the dress she wore, and it crumpled like aluminum foil. A few dracaenae threw flaming javelins at her. She knocked them aside. A hellhound lunged, and she sidestepped. She could have stabbed it, but She hesitated. “This is not Mrs. O'Leary”, Don said to himself. This is an untamed wolf. It will kill me and all my friends.

The young girl asked, brushing the rest sleep off her eyes. “A family friend,” Caleb casually responded, and I whiffed in disbelief. Never knew that was what I was to him all these years. “Eira,” he called out to me. “Meet my fated mate, Jane. We have been dating for a year now, and are planning our wedding,” he dropped the bomb.

Let her regret the folly of her actions. "I guess you don't know everything then." "Um, sorry to interrupt your little spat," an idiot with a thick accent said. "Who the hell are you?" Kendrick snarled, not taking his eyes from her lest she think he retreated. "Fernando. I don't think we've had the pleasure of meeting, but I'm Javier's and Alejandro's cousin." "Seriously?" The claim diverted him long enough to note the similar features the Latino male shared with his brothers-in-law.

I reply nonchalantly. Fernanda nods at my statement and Deena glares at me with a confused glance, but eventually brushes it off. "Isn't she into that Jay guy? I don't want to be a home wrecker." Fernanda laughs loudly chasing Deena and I to look at her confused. "Sorry, I'm just thinking about how Jay thinks he's actually good looking for Valentina. He literally looks like an alien." Fernanda says, and I stiffle a laugh. She's very true about that.