Jozshelle Cruz Novels & Stories

I finally said that I would and now we were on our way to Paris, to meet up with her at her condo. She was my grandfather's sister, Eliza Brinx, she was a fashion icon and the most adnired family member in the Brinx line of work, she was the prettiest woman I've ever seen in all my life, even at the age of fifty, Eliza was a remarkable being, she was a model and also an entrepreneur. She was my favorite person in the entire world. "Why do I allow you to take me out of the US?" Elijah asks, scanning the busy streets once we got out of the car, outside of Eliza's condo building.

Pray for me and fingers crossed ❤️🫶🏿 Have a blissful and wonderful day, until then. Sincerely yours: Angel❤️🫶🏿

Ozouf had no choice but to cheer up as well as he entered deeper int the crowd to avoid any form of contact with Edon's eye. Sooner than later, Phelan felt unsafe being held up in their house, she whispered to her small brother bot to bother her as she made her way out. “I feel so insecure, and I feel overwhelmed with abnormal powers, so let no one know that I left the house!” She said to Zeff knowing that Zeff was aware that she was turning eighteen and was then the time to become more powerful.

"Then get married and get me a grandchild! I'm sick of this Celebrity and paparazzi hullabaloo! I don't have anyone else after you and I want to be a grandmother soon!" Oh well, Hello. Did everyone forget she was standing right next to them with a tray in hand? Maria thought, partially enjoying the drama she wasn't quite sure she should be. So, Jones Jackson had a mildly obstreperous mother who was desperate for a grandchild but was unsure of her son's sexuality, the kinds of deets Netizens would love to chew on.

Luis said to her and led her to his room. Luis turned on his laptop and quickly went into his email. He opened the mail. Sheila Williams, 25 years, caucasian, North Africa, Western Sahara. Luis went through all the other details of the lady. His eyes widened "This can't be," Luis said and Lily looked at him questioningly. "She's been dead for 10 years now. We need to speak with Nora?" he said. "Why?" Lily asked "She is related to Nora," Luis said and Lily gasped.

Raising my head, I squinted my eyes as I saw two of Mr Thwane Clark's henchmen tying Josephine up in chains. Her voice was tremulous, I could hear her heart throbbing loudly from where I stood. "Let her go…" I tried to move my hands but I realized I was tied up in reinforced chains. "Max Berkeley… works at MetapleX… the chief Tech. officer… your resume is impressive." Mr Thwane Clark's voice is hoarse. Looking at him I could only see the devil in a luxury tuxedo. "You know, for a drug dealer, a trafficker of young girls, you sure look pretty." My voice Ortund.

📖(✿˶˘ ³˘)~♡ MIMO'S POV (｡❛ᴗ❛｡)📖 "Good Afternoon, ladies. Most of you here already know me, so for those who don't know me." He suddenly looks at me. I feel like my heart is throbbing fast. "My name is Chris Fuentez Legazpi, the current CEO of S&L. I'm also a writer, and I think those girls who come from me are my fans, right?" He raises his hands and smile.

growls John, "The Marquee of the Modern world. One of the most powerful vampires to exist." "He was the shield between the humans and the Supernatural," Chris says quietly. My head begins throbbing deeply. Vision narrowing slightly. No-one speaks. "Andrea," a hand touches my face, turning me, "your white." Will says. I hear him, far away. The contours of the earth seem to buzz, vibrating the house. Voices become more and more distance. And then I feel it, a crack ricocheting through me. My eyes snap away from Will. "How did he die?" My voice is foreign to me. Flat. Void.

She resumes pulverizing the carrots into a trivial piece. "Oh? I didn't know." she blinked and settled the chunks in the bowl near her. "You were in the woods. How come you didn't know?" her brother named Croft inquired, his voice was hinted with doubt about her retort previously. "I didn't come across with them. Probably they meandered in the diverse route." Croft was still a bit skeptical but he let the topic go. Tatiana huffed with solace because of that. "I want adobo for a meal."

“Thank you for honoring my invitation, Your Highness.” Alpha Kael bowed again, his gaze fixed on me. “And if I may ask, who’s the lady beside you?” I felt Clinton stiffen beside me, but I kept my eyes on Alpha Kael, who was still smiling. With a fake smile plastered on my face, I cooed, “I am Natasha Jones, the King’s distant cousin.” I lied. Alpha Kael hummed, nodding slowly. “You’re welcome to my pack, Lady Natasha.” He bowed dramatically before shifting his attention to Clinton. “Please, have a seat.”