La Chica Nueva 소설 & 이야기

If I wasn't so stressed out about finding the love of my life I would say he's one of the most attractive people I had ever seen. "Yes.Are you not Anastacia Garcia?" I'm startled by his question. He's got the right last name but wrong name. "No I'm Cher Garcia." I dislose. " I'm from New York. Do I know you? " "I'm Bradley De Laurentis." he introduces himself and holds out his hand. " You looked like the spitting image of my niece for a second there. She's sixteen, so I was so confused when I thought you were her at a hotel looking for her husband but I can see now that you're not as identical as I thought"

Chichi wanted to feel satisfied as she was feeling so down and loser because of what happened to her and Christopher. Finally, she saw her match. She invited him to a new hotel room as she booked a new one. She did not want to see Louie again because she would just remember her frustrations. The new guy’s name is Jake. When Jake arrived, he seemed to be a newbie young heartthrob as well. ‘Why am I encountering virgin boys? But I hope he will satisfy me.’ Chichi thought.

" They left a hook for the next ones! I saw on F******k people commenting that it was weak this time and that the director didn't follow up on the previous one. I hate to receive spoilers, but I got some without wanting to. You know when you read a little bit and you know you should skip it so you don't get a spoiler, but you still go there and read it? Well, I did that, and I confess that I liked it. Now the next one will be out next year. She wiped her hair and put the bowl away, and as they headed for the living room, Lara came in. " Hello, how are you? I heard about you and came to meet you, I'm Lara.” The girl was about nineteen years old. She was about Clara's height, brunette, black,

He hesitated for a moment, but since he had pressing matters, he didn’t argue further. After work, I walked home alone. The setting sun painted the city streets in a warm, red glow. Suddenly, a voice called out behind me. “Tess!” It sounded familiar, but I couldn’t place it immediately. Hence, I stopped and turned around. The sunset’s rays hit my face, making me squint. The figure hurried toward me, and as they got closer, the blurry outline became clear. To my surprise, it was Claire. She looked nothing like the glamorous, confident woman I remembered. Her hair was messy, her face pale, and dark circles lined her eyes, evidence of long nights without rest. She wore a wrinkled coat that made

Kris said coldly, I glared at him. The girl, I didn't have the chance to know her name left after bowing her head respectfully. "Wait! What's your name?" I called out as her receding figure. She looks at me then to Kris, I glared at Kris. I heard him sigh and he nodded lightly. "M-mia, Luna." She stutter. "Allyssa.." I smiled at her, her eyes widen and gasps before returning her own smile, and with that she left completely. Kris took my hand and I jump as bolt of electricity like rush to my hand and I stared at him confused but he just smile as if he expected that to happen, I scowl at him.

— she asked, trying to gauge the situation. — No, I'm not into that stuff. I'm pregnant. I'm Lisa, from Mexico. And what's your name? — I asked. — Clara Lucía, I'm Spanish — she clarified what was evident. — Alright, my friend's name is Diego. Go talk to him. He's very laid-back. And if you want, we can be friends too — I kindly suggested. She nodded, hugged me, and kissed me on each cheek before quickly heading towards Diego. I saw his eyes light up as he nervously glanced at me, and I laughed. The Spanish girl was quite determined, showing no hesitation in flirting with him and venturing into what Diego wanted. It seemed like the perfect opportunity for him, as he had been longing to sleep

“We are leaving. You can walk out on your own, or security can escort you. That’s your decision to make.” Her expression twisted with fury. “How dare you,” she spat. “Just who the hell do you think you are?” “I’m your Luna,” I snapped, my voice edged with a growl. “And you will treat me like it.” Rage flickered in her eyes, but she swallowed whatever words she wanted to hurl at me. With a sharp inhale, she shoved past me and stormed toward the staircase, heels clicking furiously against the floor. I watched her go, feeling an odd sort of numbness settle over me.

With a smirky tone of voice, Tina continued, “You should have known better to talk about the serious matter in a discreet place, Giselle. Because you will never know If your enemies are around. You’re so stupid.” The Luna huffed, “I can’t stay aware of those rats all day long, am I right?” “Are you calling me a rat?” Tina squinted her eyes as she asked. Giselle shook her head, “No. I’m not calling you a rat.” Grounding her teeth, the Luna quickly added, “You’re more disgusting than a rat. You’re not even comparable to a rat! You’re lower than the rat!” “Slap!” Giselle’s left cheek immediately got a stingy burn from Tina’s hard slap on it. The slap was hard enough for the Luna to turn her fac

What the fuck is she talking about. “2…1…Happy Birthday!” The crowd shouts. Everyone starts to sing for he is a jolly good fellow at the top of their lungs. I zone them out and I feel my sister grab my arm. When I smell it, the most intoxicating smell in the world, my mate’s scent. I can hear her heartbeat loudly, feel the tug on my heart and soul. I slowly turn around in the direction of the scent, but I already know who it is don’t I?! She is singing at the top of her lungs, she smiles at me as I meet her gaze. My Luna…my mate…my Lizzie.

She said and gave a smile. “The new what?” Chase asked with disbelief. Who the hell are these people? And how could they have such boldness to say things like this? How did they even pass the borders? Where are the warriors? … Different thoughts kept running through his mind, he kept on trying to reach for anyone, just anyone but he couldn’t. “The new Luna, aren’t you listening?” Danica asked as she flipped her black shoulder-length hair.