La Hija De Chucky Novels & Stories

Her eyes widened as she stared at me but she kept shaking her head. "I'm Chloe…I'm your cousin" I whispered as I took her hand. My tears fell on her hand and immediately, she yanked her hand off. "No, never. How's it even possible?" "What do you mean?" Mia intervened and I turned to her now. Staring at her, she looked quite a little familiar. Did I know her? I remember Henry said she's a childhood friend but…Henry didn't stay with us. So, how do I know her? "I'm Camila…Henry's little sister" I dropped the bombshell and Mia gasped.

When she looked up from her notebook and our eyes met across the classroom, he felt the world shift on its axis. Her name was Lily Chen—Dr. Sarah Chen's niece, visiting Silverstone for the semester while her parents were stationed overseas with Doctors Without Borders. She was seventeen, valedictorian of her previous school, and completely unaware that the supernatural world existed. She was also, without question, Mickey's mate. The recognition was mutual and immediate. Lily's pen fell from nerveless fingers as she stared at me with the same shocked awareness that I was feeling. Whatever the mate bond was supposed to feel like between supernatural creatures, it was clearly powerful enough t

She didn’t cry once. It was finally my turn, and I gave my baby girl a hug and kiss on the cheek. She patted my cheek and gave me a small smile. Her eyes looked strong and determined. There were no signs of tears in them. She will be a fierce wolf when she grows up. I hope I get to see that and make it that long. I set her down and watched as she walked to the human couple and looked up at them. She stood tall and proud. She nodded and turned to the witch. Standing still, she allowed the witch to cast her spell before stepping around the small group and walking to the car that waited to take her away. I wrapped an arm around my mate and held her as she cried for her baby girl. We watched as

Maya stood up and straightened her messy clothes, allowing me to catch a glimpse of her breasts. "Sorry, Mr. Hill. I lost my balance just now and accidentally bumped into you." Only I knew that after Maya fell, she had grabbed the tent in my pants as she stood up. This young lady looked innocent, but beneath the surface, she was surprisingly flirtatious. She must have gotten this trait from her father. Taking on the tone of an older figure, I advised her, "If you can avoid drinking, then don't. Alcohol leads to trouble."

He held a mug in his hand and gently lifted it to his lips, and beside him was a woman I knew at once had to be Celeste… tall, composed, beautiful in a clean, deliberate way. But she looked nothing like me. She was skinny, polished skin, but visible traces of veins. She appeared to be older than both Miles and Myron. She held a pretty girl whom I presumed to be her daughter, in her front. Skye ran into the house. I could tell she must have been here before now, or maybe just seemed to like the place already. The little girl ran after Skye, her tiny voice filled the air. “Miles,” his mother said. “Come here, son.” She pulled him into a warm hug. She must have really missed him. Miles towered

I was the host that day, yet I didn't receive a single glance from my mother, as if I were her enemy instead of her daughter. During a break, I went to the restroom and accidentally overheard a conversation between Wendy and her friend. Her tone was smug, as if she had pulled off some grand feat. "Luckily, your uncle holds a high position at that old witch's company and helped me gather her preferences! Now that I've successfully become her daughter, you all can expect some benefits in the future!" Her friend chimed in, "I heard she hates pick-me girls, so you'd better not get caught! Haha… just thinking about how easy it is to manipulate that old hag makes me laugh!"

Ivy and Dylan sat in silence listening to the tragic news of three missing girls all last seen at Shoreside City Park. Ivy stood up and walked to the family room to watch the images of the three missing girls pop up on the TV. The first girl that was taken was a 10-year-old named Leah, a brunette with doe brown eyes and rounded cheeks and an angelic smile. The second one was a 9-year-old named Drew. She was pretty with fiery red hair and sharp green eyes and, lastly, was Little Anna, a black-haired blue-eyed girl with a scar on her left cheek just under her eye. She was apparently 7 years old. One thing Ivy learned while studying criminal justice and forensics and going through old case file

She stopped and did a once over on me before sneering back, “Didn’t think you were going to bring some girl though.” “Some girl?” I sniffed rising back to stand tall. “Who is this?” I turned down to him. Her name’s Chloe, she’s the daughter of someone important. Don’t fall for her being nice. She’s a fucking bitch. “Not going to worry about her hearing you?” I laughed out loud. “Hearing him?” She cocked her head to the side. “Wait you can hear the werewolf network?” She’s not old enough to turn into a wolf and so she doesn’t have access to it.

CARLA "Mommy, will I have a mate when I grow up?" My head snapped up to look at beautiful grey eyes which mirrored mine. Not only that. Almost all her features were similar to mine, just in a smaller version. She was Cherry Houston, my beloved daughter. "Yes, honey. Goddess will send one to you." I answered, giving her the warmest smile. She was almost four and on the stage of having a lot of curiosity about everything. This made me prepare myself for her next question.

23|Death is coming ~~~~ How could her best friend be Darkness's long lost half sister? How could she be the long lost princess of a supernatural kingdom? “Is this a sick joke?” She muttered, gaze searching for answers from Cherry's eyes. Cherry was meant to be human, they were both human, they were both orphans, then how. If Cherry had not been a human, Vanilla would have known about it. “No! No!! No!!! This is not true. It's a lie.” She shook her head, stepping away from the barricade.