La Siguanaba Novels & Stories

Vic says as he raises his glass to his lips and takes a sip. “Three blades strapped to my thing and a small hand gun to my other thigh” I tell him doing the same and taking a sip of my wine. As we go finish speaking the chef personally comes out with our plates. “Count four Cartel, spider tattoos, Diabla will be heading your way in twenty” he bows his head and smiles. Then he laughs and jokes while making a show of explaining our meals to us. I had expected a night out with my husband to be but in this world I guess that wishful thinking.

She replied with a smile as she watched Philip leave the studio to answer a call. Dana had settled well in California within the short period that they had arrived. She turned on the T.V and watched the crisis going on in America and then it got to a certain point where she heard about the CRUZ company, owned by Maria and Manuel Cruz. The company was accused of plagiarism and infringement.

I drank more champagne, and try to stay as still as possible. "Good. Thank you, Lorraine. First of all, we are offering you a very exclusive contract. Our company handled the biggest named clients in the country. We are very proud of our listing." She held my hand and look into my eyes. I was still confused about what she was offering, I think I know, but I just refused to believe my train of thought.

Thaelen stood on the edge where all could see him and waved, before stepping from the ship onto the dock and turning to offer Meguitte his hand as she followed. “You were faster than we anticipated,” Sigrid said as she moved to greet him. She wore a gown the same colour as her eyes, the sleeves split to reveal the saffron dyed under-gown, and the sleeves and neckline heavily embroidered with twisting golden vine. Her hair was held back by a furls and curls of golden wire adorned with leaves made of precious stone. “It will take some doing to prepare them to leave.” “They have time,” Thaelen told her. “Luos will want to see Concordia and rest before returning to Astrean. Luos and Willa, this

After a feast of lechon, Rose had warmed up to Catarina's icy exterior. Finishing off the last of the Napa valley wine, all they did was flirt as Ambrosio served them roast pig and sigsig, grilled pineapple and papaya skewers. "So, Rose, you have the Second Sight? Are you a Babaylan shaman?" Catarina asked, her plum lipstick and pert pink cheeks like a golden China doll. Catarina's amaranth eyes sparkled secretively.

“Okay, Talen. Cameron isn’t here, but that can’t be helped, and I don’t think we can wait until he returns. Missing bodies is just the tip of the iceberg of my news, but I’ll wait on the rest until you explain.” Talen nodded, his chin pressing into Aislen’s head. “Well,” he said with slow deliberation. “As I said this morning, I grew up with Sigrid, a slave girl with… unusual abilities. Her gift is not the same as Morgana’s, but it is very similar. Sigrid’s gift is touch orientated. She will touch something, and be able to tell you it’s history, those that touched it before her, and what they were thinking at the time when they touched the item. “She’s still alive,” Aislen whispered. “You’re

“Where is she though? I thought she would be joining us.” “I had asked her, but she said she had to visit some store or something.” She nodded as a silent moment passed. I looked around as I saw others still working on their batches of biscuits, loaves of bread, and cakes. One person, in particular, caught my attention, Luna Sigrún. I watched as she carefully mixed something in a bowl. The look of concentration told me just for whom she was making that, there was no confusion in that. “Try this bajadera.” Sofija said as she held an almond layered nougat for me. I took it gladly and bit into it, savouring the taste.

This has got to me my best look yet because I fucking look good. “Now, I am officially a fan” Amanda, the blonde squeals in excitement, “this is the best” I totally agree with her, it is the best. My shoes, the signature red bottom which clearly belongs to Christiana Louboutin, are practically screaming luxury, it is white and one of the most exquisite kinds of shoes I have ever seen. Let’s not even get started on my bag, he got a custom made birkin last month but this fucking Hilamaya birkin looks so beautiful and I have never seen a bag look this exquisite in white. I mentioned it in passing once about how much I loved the bag and my husband actually got it for me? I wonder how much he had

He dipped his head, and stepped to one side. My annoyance at Mason getting the getting the better of me; “My name is Sienna...” I bite out. “Not Luna.” I couldn’t find it in myself to apologies at this moment for my own clumsiness of not looking where I was going. But at this moment I was far too riled up.

Camila The taste of cold lemonade filled my tastebuds as I gazed over the beach. It has only been a week since we've been in Italy, and it wasn't all that bad. Elijah wasn't a total scum as I thought, but I will never let my guard down. He's a Camorra, I never trust one, except Mira, you can't not trust Mira, she's one in a million and will most definitely fight for your trust.