Lovina Novels & Stories

" A little fight at a bar. Nothing to stress about" Damn I'm good! " Is that why you don't want Dad to figure out? Cause it was at a bar?" That could work too. " Yeah. So please don't let him know" " Fine" she sighed and a smile of victory lines my lips. Remind me to celebrate this over a bottle of wine. " So.. tell me about Xavier. Mom says he's hot" Xavier is the first boyfriend lovelyn has ever had and she actually made a choice that got momma proud.

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she cooed. Oh great, I wonder if she is going to poison it. I gave her a nod, and a half-smile, then started to walk away. I didn’t get too far as I felt something crash against the back of my skull, followed by extreme pain. I groaned and touched the back of my hand. It felt wet and sticky. I brought my hand in front of me. Blood. “Marina, what…” “I’m sorry, Logan, I change my mind. I can’t trust you but know that I still love you, and I will miss you dearly,” she said. I could hear the sadness in her voice.

She pecked him on the lips, and pressed her forehead against his, whispering her apologies. Her eyes suddenly turned yellow as she perceived Ignacio’s irritating scent, but she didn’t react quick enough, as she felt a sharp pain on her back. Ignacio had injected her with something. Isabel didn’t have the time to remove the syringe from her back and find out what substance she had been injected with, as the side effects was already kicking in. But it didn’t take long for her to guess what it was. “Wolfsbane” she murmured, giving Ignacio a hostile glare.

"My Lolo, I-" "I truly hope that you do not plan on telling me another lie, Delia." Nerina cut her off in a sing-song voice as she reclined further into her high-backed chair carved out of the finest timber from the forests surrounding Drakova, the capital city of Sejukgheim. Delia's skinny shoulders dropped. She knew that Nerina wasn't a person that was easily deceived but she had to try until she came up with a plan. Which she successfully did. "No, my Lolo. I have found what you needed." Nerina's eyebrows shot up in attention as she sat up straight.

She felt relieved when she closed the doors and went back to her seat. Like any other assassin, she had done her research. She was iconic in the fashion industry and had her own fashion line and was an investor in many popular cloth and shoe brands. She was rich, famous and was head over heels for Levi Wushi. However, even though she had everything she could ever want, she couldn't get any love or affection from Mr. Wushi.

The house and compound are bigger than Papa's own by a mile. I noticed an older woman coming to greet him; he hugged her and led her to me. “ Zia, this is Lorena, the younger Calvino daughter,” he conveyed. “ Oh, you're so pretty. It's so sad you're not the one my Gulio wanted.” She argued. “ This is Simona Svevo of La familia Svevo She has been with me Since your Zio passed. May his soul rest in peace, "she said as she introduced her.

Serena: The morning lesson felt like punishment. The instructor stood at the front of the concubine hall, writing phrases on the digital board while the other women copied them into neat notebooks. The lesson was the language of wolves: phrases, gestures, titles, the small rules that kept a wolf’s world ordered and predictable. In Petrova territory, a single wrong word could cost you more than pride. It could cost you safety.

Lena's POV. I hummed a sweet, melodious tune as I walked down from the market with a bag of groceries in my hand. I couldn't get his voice out of my mind. I was excited. Too excited. He promised to marry me, he promised to make me his Luna. And even as I silently flung open the door, I could hear his voice in my head. Literally. “Yes! oh god! Yes! Come on, fuck the shit out of me” a loud moan snapped me out of my head. I froze looking straight ahead at the couch.

There were faces on each beside a weird symbol that corresponds to its value. “The bills with the face of a king are called Zíhát while those with the face of a queen are called Wievta. Another is the Thiánden. One Zíhát is equal to ten Wievta and one Wievta is equal to five Thiánden.” She remembered Margarette instructing her. All of the citizens under the rule of the elves use it. There are also different names for money for every particular independent creature in Lenriad. Goblins, for one, have Guûrniett while the Dwarves have Mæviς.