La Chica Salvaje Novels & Stories

Elleanna smirked and spoke to the rouge looking her dead in the eyes. “You all thought you were just gonna pick on a girl….Do I look that weak to you?” She asked in a cold voice. The rouge snarled at her but didn’t take a step forward. “Well, bring it!” She said as she heard the song change. Romero stood up preparing to shift as he saw the rouges. Savage Daughter by Sarah Hester Ross began playing on the phone as the rouges began to come closer to her. She turned just enough where Romero saw her eyes and he sat back down.

** The next morning after settling in, I eat a plate of torrijas on the balcony of my room followed by a well-needed nap. I'm invited by a group of girls at the villa to go shopping in the city. Some of them are Quintanillas—Salvador's daughters or nieces that are the epitome of Colombian beauty with their long black hair and golden skin. The others in the groups are friends or girlfriends of the male attendees, and of course, Esmeralda—Salvador's wife.

Appearances were deceiving. I opened my fried chicken and set it out on plates, then set about dressing my salad with the vinaigrette. We opened all the containers one by one, setting them out. Ashton and Zayn had brought all the other food, which consisted of mini sausage burgers, salsa with chips and chicken noodle salad. Melisa had brought along fresh fruit, understandable as she seemed to live on fruit. No wonder the girl had skin like peaches and cream. Zayn and Ashton left to get the drinks out of the fridge.

“I smeared her with their droppings and told her to hide once she got deep in the trees. They won’t find her.” As if on cue there was a woman’s horrified shriek. Not sure if I’m still disappointed. Chavias shook his head in bafflement. “What if they do get her?” “It’d be no great loss.” Chavias’ brows lifted. “She’s no cimmerii. But plenty evil.” He explained. That sounds more like the man I was getting to know. “So, to my question.” Savage said, lifting his head to look at Chavias. “Is there one person in his lair, you’d kill?”

But before she could respond, someone crashed into her from behind. The champagne glass slipped from her fingers. She gasped as her heel twisted painfully against the marble floor—but strong hands caught her waist before she could fall. Drake's hands. Her body pressed against his chest. His grip tightened instantly. And for one reckless second, neither of them moved. The entire room disappeared around her. All she could hear was her own heartbeat. All she could feel was his hand slowly sliding against the bare skin of her back. Then his mouth lowered dangerously close to her ear.

But she didn’t want to lose her chance to escape from this “predator.” Marc closed his eyes and let out a frustrated sigh. Then he dashed out, chasing after her. Naturally, his long legs made it easy to catch up. “Let me go!” she screamed. But Marc had other plans. He lifted her over his shoulder and carried her upstairs. “You’re like a wild cat,” Marc said. “So different from the Cassandra I used to know.” Cassandra kept hitting and scratching his bare back, thinking he’d let her go if it hurt. But he didn’t.

EVA'S POV I think I'm going crazy. No, I don't think so. I AM going crazy. Otherwise, why would I be following a stranger to the middle of nowhere to do extreme sports for five days? It doesn't matter that Adam Garcia is a celebrity. He has made it abundantly clear to me that he wants to sleep with me, and for all I know, he only wants to take me to his cabin in Jackson Hole to turn me into a sex slave.

“I will never, in my life, forget the scream that tore from that poor girl. It was so bad that her voice literally went silent. Her face screaming in pain without any sound coming out. It was messed up. Bel was pissed. She would end up going crazy because she shifted too early.” Reese leaned forward, his hand covering his mouth. “Did she?” “Yes and no. She survived, which that alone was a miracle, or a curse. I wouldn’t be the one to tell you. The Hunter set up barrier like we originally planned, stopping her from leaving a certain area within the forest. From what I understand, it caused immense pain, and I never saw her pass the boundary line once. She knew it very well after a few years.”

Because when another woman wants your man, and he’s too broken to push her away, how far will you go to reclaim your place in his arms? A sinful, scorching tale of lust, betrayal, and the kind of love that ruins you beautifully. CHARACTERS: LEXIE STEVENS The Woman Who Survived Hell and Still Burns with Fire Matalino, matapang, at fiercely devoted. Lexie rebuilt her life from the ruins of betrayal. But behind her strength is a woman haunted by passion, jealousy, and the fear of losing the only man she’s ever truly loved. Sa kabila ng lahat, she craves Ram like a drug—and it’s killing her slowly.

She instructed the man to turn around and head in the opposite direction. Savannah was able to turn the tide. When Phantom realized what they were going for, he took a few steps backward. He took a deep breath as he tried to calm his nerves about what the girl would do. Savannah pounced on the wild pig. Phantom found this surprising. The woman fought the wild pig like in a wrestling match! He was able to see with his own eyes how Savannah was able to render the boar unconscious by repeatedly pounding the unfortunate animal against the ground.