Novel & Cerita La Huérfana

My painful scream filling the dawn. ‘I came out of my room because of the noise, rubbing the sleep off my eyes. When I turned the corner I stumbled on something. Looking down I saw Aria, my nanny. Why she slept here on the floor? Her eyes were open. My hands slipped off her neck when I touched her. There was blood. Like on the bird I saw last week. She was dead. But why? I love nanny? Why would she die? I ran crying to find mommy. When I reached the stairs I saw strangers, down, in the hallway, they were fighting with daddy and our guards. There was even more blood and daddy was hurt. Our butler’s chest was naked, and there was a hole instead of a heart. And mom’s maid was naked and gagging

The lights to the pack hospital were on, even though it was the middle of the night. The Alpha and I got out and headed into the building and walked up to the reception area. “General Nerine has broken her arm; I would like the doctor to make sure it is set properly before it heals." The receptionist nodded and picked up the phone. A few minutes later, a doctor walked out into the waiting area. “I am doctor Aura, please come with me.” Dr Aura was small for a werewolf; she was petite with greying brown hair and brown eyes. I nodded and followed her as she led me down a hallway and into an examination room.

I could hear an erratic heartbeat. ​I used my senses to direct me until my feet came to an immediate stop where the scent and sound met. I take a hesitant step forward, looking down into the barely visible opening between two grimy walls. It was a space which held a small, shaking body, perfectly hidden behind the patches of grass. “​Mate,” Theo declared once more, his glee bubbling over into my chest. ​But within that same moment, the scent clears itself to reveal the underlying truth. The sweet aroma was coming off a human. A fragile, completely human girl.

The orphanage was nestled in a quiet corner of the city, an old building with cracked walls and faded paint. The children who lived there spoke in hushed voices, their dreams and hopes often muted by the harsh realities of their young lives. Among them was a girl who had long since learned to keep her wishes to herself, a girl who had never known the warmth of a family or the comfort of a home. Her name was Elara.

" Malakai smirked when he thought of the answer. "We're ghosts baby." Malakai responded and Eden wanted to laugh, but she was so confused at the same time. "Huh? The fuck do you mean?" Eden said and looked up to see a mischievous glint in her boyfriend's eyes. "I have someone, a hacker, his name is Rhys. He'd remove everyone's DNA, their information and everything there is about them off the systems of the world. When you joined the agency, he did the same. In short, we don't exist little one." Malakai said and Eden's eyes widened. She never knew the extent to which Malakai could go.

It was selfish greed for power, passed down to one after another like an heirloom. Primitivo was the youngest prince of the O' Cleirigh Family of the Maharlikan Pack, the Ancient First Family in Agartha, and the only one remaining alive from the O' Cleirigh clan. Two decades ago, after his brother, the last of his family, died before his eyes, he began his search for his Luna.

Everyone "Cheap orphan?" Jackie Thampan frowned "In our old school, where we all studied, everyone said that a woman who had divorced her husband was going back to her parents' house with her son, on the way she saw Suhana Murthy who was sitting on the street and crying and begging with her sick old grandmother. The woman got pity on them and took them into her house. That woman has died almost 5 years ago but Suhana Murthy was still living in the same house with her grandmother."

She didn't know why they were in California but she guessed that they came for either business or something more important. She imputed her password and went to the chat section and then she opened and with her hands shaking, she looked at the photos that had been sent to her. It was a nightmare to see the man and woman that had damaged her and Philip. She slipped into the sofa with her heart beating and hands shaking furiously. It was real, they were really in California and they were looking happy and good-looking while she was left with the shattered pieces of her past. Tears ran down her eyes as she looked at them. Then as she scrolled down, she saw that the man had sent her their names

Angelica A white curtain brushed softly against my cheek as I starred out the window watching the gentle wind blow through the trees just outside. I sighed with annoyance. I knew I was in a dream, I don't know how but I knew that this place wasn't real. It was too calm, too surreal, too foggy, to be anything but a dream. All I could do was watch the trees from this window inside this fake nursery room. Whatever this room, this place, was I knew it was made of magic because I couldn't leave. There was no door to this room. All there was in this room was a crib, a rocking chair, an empty bookshelf, a simple grey rug on the wooden floors and this window draped with white curtains. The walls wer

The two Caucasian babes became obedient spies without much conviction from him. Zainab was a chocolate beauty who was orphaned and lived on the streets. She had been trying to survive by all means and had succeeded until she attempted to steal from the Devil himself. He had recognized a potential spy the moment he set his eyes on her. She unlike the rest had no problem with starving as she was almost used to it. He had cleaned her up and trained her to be a professional spy and thief like the rest.