Novel & Cerita Lidia Cervos

However, maybe it was, in reality, the scheme of the Fates, a lesser being than the Creator but a separate element with the gods, for the ruin to arise. The odds were made possible by an elf named Jilroid. He was a powerful member of the aristocracy and a dreadful leader. He was deceitful, vain, self-centered, and greedy. He was fortunate enough to have a wife, named Estelel, even though it was through a fixed marriage. But he ignored and mistreated her. Neglected, his wife stumbled upon the human world and met a mortal. Unlike her husband, the mortal was kind and giving. They secretly met up many times before they fell love. They planned to get away and build a family of their own, in a pla

Ingrid was a little hesitant to obey her alpha’s order since her health was at stake, and considering the fact that she just returned from a warfare and was supposed to eat healthy foods to help revitalize her system. “Yes, alpha.” Ingrid, who was in no position to question her alpha’s orders quietly replied, and started her way to the kitchen. “On second thoughts, I think I’ll like to have chilate de pollo (a fiery chicken soup) for lunch.” Isabel’s voice halted Ingrid in her tracks. “Still… Don’t forget my bottle of tequila.” She concluded through mind link before heading upstairs. She needed something hot and spicy as her emotions were all over the place. She needed something to keep her

I cut in just as she was about to answer my question. She looked at Elijah but he still gave her no attention. Her face turned into a scowl and then she quickly coverd it witha afake smile. "Okay, Camila is it" she asks, flashing me a smile I knew a little too well. "It's Mrs Camorra, don't get it wrong, now shoo shoo" I say waving me hand at her for her to leave. After Linda stormed out, I smacked Elijah in his chest, causing him to look at me in confusion.

Maria said waving at Valeria in a queen-like manner. "Que tenga un buen día señora. Goodbye." Valeria said and left the room. Meanwhile, Maria sighed and sipped a little bit of wine from her tumbler. Whenever she got depressed or angry, red wine was her drug to overcome those emotions. She hoped that Philip would not get in her way. He had the special ability to destroy her plans at the most unexpected time.

Eros shouted angrily. Jane shook her head in annoyance. She then turned and looked at Eros with a sharp gaze. "This isn't just any post! This is Lidia's post!" cried Jane angrily. "This is not the time to be dealing with that woman!" protested Eros. Jane shook her head again weakly. Lidia posted a photo of a dry flower field with a very fishy caption. "Lidia made a caption that she had avenged the slander she received! Think about this carefully, the last people who did that to her were us! Is it possible that she kidnapped Luna?" cried Jane quickly.

Olivia's POV A month had passed since Reed’s death, and today was a day of celebration, joy, and new beginnings. I sat in front of Lidia, watching as she gazed at herself in the mirror. She was breathtaking, wearing a beautiful white dress that made her look like a vision of grace. The dress shimmered in the light, the delicate lace and satin fitting her perfectly, reflecting every bit of joy she held within. Her eyes sparkled with excitement, but there was a certain peace about her now, a calm that I hadn’t seen before.

“If there was an accident we would have heard about it, you are Maria Rodriguez, who doesn't know you and besides you don't have a single scratch on your body.” “You are right, I am Maria Rodriguez but you left one thing… Maria Rodriguez does not betray anyone.” Old Grandpa took in deep breaths turning to me. “I believe you, but these pictures say otherwise so until I find out what is going on, this matter remains silent.” I shook my head in disagreement. “I don't know how Allen got his hands on these pictures but for him to have these pictures, he must know about the accident.” “Maria would not cheat on you,” Adam defended. “She might not love you but she would never do something like that.

It was forbidden for the toys to go down the basement, it was for another work. "Pablo..." she said and a man handsome in black jeans and navy blue shirt along with a black leather jacket, his hair tied up in a bun as he turned around smoking a cigarette. "Oh, Blair... we got a problem with Giovanni..." he spoke in his seductive tone. "Pablo, handle this already. I have got a lot to do," Cliterella aka Blair Fernsby... she's the love therapist at day and mafia boss at night. She is said to the worst Irish mafia lady... the most fierce one of all.