Just Adora Mga Nobela at Kwento

He touched my neck and slid his hands down my breasts. “You’ve gotten prettier, how do you manage to do it?” he said with a frisky tone. “What are you talking about, I don't know you,” I retorted, moving away from him. “You don't need to know me, it's not important anymore,” he replied, grabbing my arms with a firm grip and slamming me to the floor. His tongue grazed my breast as he crawled up to my face and softly bit my neck. “Orders were to kill you, but I figured out it's better to have you for myself once again, Lena,”

She said it, though it didn’t seem like she meant it in the least. She walked away, leaving me confused. I stared at her as she got inside the limousine parked in front of the gates. Adeline Hart, the daughter of the Alpha of the tenth shadow pack. What relation did she have with my husband? ********************************

Madame Lee: "Thanks for the compliment, but I can't take it. I’m busy, not chatting anymore." Louis was thoroughly rejected, yet the smile on his lips only deepened. This woman was so caught up in shopping she couldn’t even be bothered to entertain him. Meanwhile, Laura was driving. Seeing her best friend constantly texting and occasionally letting out a cold snort, she couldn’t help but be curious. "Who are you chatting with that's got you so fired up?" Adora set down her phone and said casually, "Just a fellow investor. I used to think he was pretty aloof and respectable, but recently I found out... he's actually a forty-year-old middle-aged man. Suddenly, he just feels disgusting."

“You may have all seen her at the wedding but now you get to be acquainted with her.” “Darana,” she called firmly. “Please step forward and let everyone see you while I introduce them to you.” I glanced at Darana, expecting to see any trace of fear but there was none. Instead, she held herself with grace and stepped forward with her chin held high. I tried to hide my smirk but failed. She was really so good at acting. “Darana, meet my second son, Adan Titterington. He holds a share in one of the companies and he’s very good at scheming. I mean planning things.” she corrected.

Maybe I'd check them out later. "I've heard of them. How many of their songs do you have?" "I have a lot of them", she said then put her phone on the table. I smirked. "Let's see how much of a fan you are. List the songs you have by them." She raised an eyebrow and shrugged. "Attack on Bangtan, blood sweat and tears, dope, lights, no dream, NO, DNA, ON, fake love, ma city, not today, my time, tear, timeless, run, save me, seesaw, fire. That's about all. Oh yeah, there's also their latest, 'dynamite'. It's cool."

Zade tries, but she shakes her head. “Ada, you need to save Ada,” she whispers, her gaze now turning to me before she glances at the door behind her, a door she was clearly guarding. She opens her hand, revealing a bloody key. Zade takes it and stands up. I look at Adriana, behind the blood you can clearly tell she’s a gorgeous woman, with platinum violet hair that falls in front of her face. She has green eyes and she’s wearing all black. She is not what I was expecting at all…

Too late. The figure grabbed her wrist. And everything inside her Exploded. Power surged violently through her body. Not wild. Not scattered. Focused. The air froze instantly. Ice shot upward Not forming. Piercing. The attacker’s arm shattered in her grip. He didn’t scream. Didn’t react. He just….Let go. And stepped back. Watching her. Learning her. Aria’s chest rose and fell rapidly. Her hands trembled. But not from fear. From energy. “I told you…” one of the Stormwalkers whispered behind her.

"Your powers define you Azura. They are connected to your emotions, anger, sad, happiness. Your emotions can control your power. You just need to learn how to keep them at Bay." Wow, okay. Can someone wake me up from this nightmare already?. What's with all these talks about powers? "I know this must all sound strange to you. But you will understand everything soon." "I don't even know what to call you. I mean from your voice, I know you are female. But a female what exactly? Who are you and what's your name?" Maybe we could start there. "My name is Lily. I am your spirit guide and I'm so happy to find out you are alive little princess. We all thought you were dead"

The fucking cameras. Everything I do in my room—my personal space—is being watched by someone else outside. I open the door, and Adora walks in. “It’s time to get dressed,” she says, walking to a sliding door that opens to a large closet. Yesterday, it was empty. But now, as she pulls it open, it is filled with clothing. She picks out an outfit without hesitation—a floor-length maxi gown with delicate flared sleeves and a cinched waist. It’s beautiful and elegant, but definitely not something I would wear to take a teenage boy to school.

“Please Jarckon… Don't do this.” Her eyes pleading to Jarckon, her tears swell runs to her face. But, no matter, Adhara said Jarckon doesn't care at all. He takes off her clothes and lets himself naked, and kisses Adhara once again. Adhara chuckles from what Jarckon did, but he still enjoying Adhara's body. Her nipple, sexy breast, licking her thighs unto the special part of her body of being a woman.