Liane Moriarty Novelas e Histórias

Still she made sure to let up sometimes on the manipulation and she was not a ruthless beast who would destroy the mind of another even if the person was a pure evil bitch. Ariel laid on her bed as she rubbed her head tiredly. She had finally shaken off the overly dependent Layla and boy was she glad. As she scrolled through all the information she had gathered in her head, she smiled. Soon! Soon, I'll be free of this prison and be back to Damien . Just a little more! As she was smiling over her near success, a knock came from the door. She groaned quietly in frustration lest the other person on the other side of the door heard her. She dragged herself out of the bed and walked towards the d

JANE I heard the words leave my mouth before I could stop them. "It's only fair to end this with a little bit of crass, is it not?" His eyebrows went up. Interest flickered across his face. I stood, tucking the bills into my purse with deliberate slowness. Five hundred dollars. That was textbooks and maybe even groceries that weren't ramen. My hands weren't shaking anymore. I was Jailbird now. Fully Jailbird. Jane Puckett was locked away somewhere safe.

"Are you serious…like right now?" Daisy asked as she stared at the clock. "Please." Wade's voice was laced with sadness. "Alright, 32 minutes it is." ************************************************ Moments later, Daisy Hunter is standing in front of the opulent door of Roberto's mansion. She stood admiring the garden and the whole mansion. As she stepped up again to ring the doorbell for the 5th time, the door opened immediately, revealing Mrs Angela, Wade's mom. "Are you the waitress from Splat Burger?" Mrs Angela asked as she stared askance at Daisy Hunter.

Lia said, reading out a list. "Okay," Lisa said and we all went to our appointed areas. Rather handily Lia's bookshelf was organised into three sections: 'books I am yet to read', 'mediocre books' and 'books I would absolutely read again'. Allison and I picked out four, two from the would read again section and two from the am yet to read section. "Lia? Where did you last see your charger?" I asked, looking under her very low bed. "Keep looking where you are, it could have slipped under there," she answered whilst taking a pair of panties out her drawer and putting them in her bag.

They turned to see tall, beautiful dark haired woman standing a few feet away with a smirk on her face. Leah had to admit. She felt a momentary bit of jealousy upon first seeing the woman. The woman looked graceful and elegant. Leah felt almost homely compared to this woman, and the smirk on the woman’s face didn’t make things any better. Leah almost felt like smacking the smirk right off her face. Was this bitch one of Ray’s ex-lovers? She wouldn’t be surprised. After all, Ray was a very handsome and sexy man. He had no doubt had many past lovers to satisfy his needs. He was a wolf after all. Wolves have been rumored to have a very high sex drive.

Oh well… "Don’t worry, Corbin will be keeping an eye on her." Liana said, casting me a look. I just looked back at her; she was at least five inches shorter than me. I wasn’t sure what to make of her yet, I knew she didn’t like me, but no werewolf was going to like a vampire. Just as I didn’t like them. "Ok, so Morgana... What are you good at?" Andrei asked when Liana had turned and left.

She takes after both of them in specific departments — Aria's precision and forward planning, Damien's ability to read a room and know what's actually happening versus what's being said. She also has Aria's revenge architecture tendency — the ability to build a comprehensive plan toward an outcome and execute it without revealing the full scope until the moment of completion. Damien finds this simultaneously admirable and mildly terrifying. Aria finds it familiar. Lily, fourteen. The observer. She has been observing since birth and now has the vocabulary and the context to organize what she observes into something more complex. She wants to be a writer — not the announced, performed kind of

“Lily – I need you ASAP. Where are you?” I ask Lily through our mind-link. There is only one person who would understand why I am freaking out right now. Waiting for a couple minutes, she finally replies, “Ugh Katie – I am in training and then I have some work to do at the childcare.”

Lila's POV I knew Morinda read my memory the moment she mentioned Lola, but she didn’t know I read hers too, and I wouldn’t just sit back and watch her use Brian’s weakness just to shut him up. “That’s not cool, Morinda,” I said, turning to face her so she could see the rising anger in my face. “And don’t you know what privacy is? If you read my memory and saw what you shouldn’t, is the best thing not to keep quiet about it?” I asked her because I honestly didn’t know where she kept her morals.

She could barely even swallow properly. “Aren't you going to do anything? Or are you just nervous?” One of the ladies asked, and Liya turned back to look at her. The lady quickly extended her hand. “Liana Sinclair. Xavier Sinclair's sister.” Liya could quickly spot the similarities between the two. Liya took her hand. “Liya Marino.” “Aldo Marino's wife. I know.” Liya found herself blushing. The only thing she could do was watch Liana as she touched her makeup, applied more lip gloss, and fixed her hair. They were soon huddled out of the dressing room.