La Huérfana Novels & Stories

The one-way mirror should keep me hidden, no matter how large the hole in the wall might be. Even so, every time Antonio seemed to glance in my direction, my imagination ran wild, filling my mind with thoughts I couldn't suppress. It felt like he had thrown himself on me, sending a shiver down my spine. My name was Yvonne Barker. I was a confident and curvaceous woman in the prime of my life, but my husband, Philip Barker, struggled with certain issues and hadn't been able to meet my needs in that regard. Philip, a long-haul truck driver, was often away from home, leaving me feeling lonely and unfulfilled.

ahh yes there it is her attempt to show a sliver of pity, let's go back a little and I'll explain. Queue in the harp strumming you’d normally hear in some split scene where the main character day dreams about something in the past. Okay so my name is Demitria Donatella Russo DeLeone, current age 17 soon to be 18, not that it really matters giving my current place of residence. I was sent to live with my aunt Janine and my uncle Santino when I was 5 after my mom was killed in a car accident, she dies on impact.

In fact, she looked exactly like I did. "Identify yourself immediately!" "I am Sazia, an initial La Chandral at birth, given to Xavier of El Altunia to take care of when my parents died." "So you are one of us? Then why did you come here?" "I choose to be melted to a human!" Everyone was shocked, no one expected it at all, not even Manzoni

Her brothers walked out and shut the door behind them, leaving her in her cold room, with her damp tears collapsing in on themselves and her loud sobs that she kept to herself. 🌹 The tailors measured dutifully, whispering to themselves. They’d secretly give her pitying looks as if knowing the fate before her, but she caught those looks. If they thought they were sly, then she was James Bond. But it wasn't just them, though, all the maids, the guards, so-called henchmen, they all gave her those pitying looks. “Anaya,” She jerked furiously and accidentally knocked the tailor down,

She's freed herself from all responsibilities and all she cares about is herself and her arts. Everything from her ripped shorts that she’s one too many times to her colourful neon coloured hair is original. She sings from the top of her lungs when her favourite song comes on the radio and she loves creating beautiful music. She sings every night in all kinds of cafés and you'll find her in the streets during the day, singing for the crowds and living her life off of tips. Moving to this town Vityhill; she's ready to bless their ears with her talent. She finds herself somehow drawn into a pet store, and right in the corner, past all of the cute puppies and kittens, she somehow picks the "ove

"We missed you bigtime, Bubu bear." "Missed you, too, Mom," Ira planted a kiss on his mother's cheek. "You don't have to call me Bubu bear for Pete's sake." Chloe caught a glimpse of his awkward smile which she found utterly ludicrous. Helena pulled away from their hug and giddily pinched both of his prominent sexy cheeks. She could tell Ira got his undeniable good looks from his mestiza Filipina mom while the authoritative manner was from his half-Turkish, half-Italian father. Such a great combination of DNA, she ought to herself. Not too long they were all settled in the spacious lounge area where a middle-aged woman showed up to serve assorted refreshments and tarts. It was as if Chloe's

Hana's soul hovered in midair, bringing her back to a rainy day at QuansiB. In the woman's arms was a sleeping infant, Hana could only see her back and curly chestnut hair. From the look, she was watching something out the window. Hana wanted to step closer to see who she was but the woman turned her head and smiled at Hana. Hana stared blankly at the beautiful woman in front of her. She stepped closer and whispered in Hana's ear, "Permafrost will melt before phoenix fire and mermaid tears,"

I never knew that this place existed in real life. Since I was young, I was locked up in an orphanage. And we aren't allowed to go out. I always wished that someone would adopt me. And that is my most regret in life. I thought I already saw rainbows and butterflies when Odin adopted me. But I was mistaken. The day he adopted me is the day my nightmare starts. I was just six years old back then when he brought me to The Ora. This is a secret criminal organization build-up of Hybrids and extraordinary beings with one mission: to destroy the world.

Nathan offered financial help but Kyara was a woman with a lot of self esteem, it was not her nature to accept help even if he was her own baby's father. Mrs Fernandez, her neighbor was a war widow who was kind enough to help her with a job to cater her needs. She also offered to take care of Asher when Kyara was away. Mrs Fernandez had no one to call as her family. She was childless and her husband died in a war saving the mother land. Kyara was like a daughter to her and Asher her grandson. Asher is a shy baby but since Mrs Fernandez has been taking care of him right from his birth, he got accustomed to her. He flaps his arms and limbs in excitement giving out a wide baby smile when Mrs Fe

Yet his birth was inextricably linked to her death and would always remind him of the insurmountable loss that had struck his little family so deeply. Roman reached the residential tower and climbed two flights of stairs. After knocking, he entered the room where the nurse was looking after the toddlers. He greeted Shani and her apprentice Lasha and glanced at Resa. The tiny baby lay wrapped in a blanket in its basket-like bed and waited, shouting angrily, for the nurse to arrive, who had come from a courtyard east of the chorten. Shani and Lasha tried very hard to give the little one a hose with lukewarm milk, which he refused again and again and screamed even more angrily. They were all th