Margarita Evillious Novels & Stories

She remembers how Lucinda hatefully spat out slothful words at her and sent her to death. 'How could a person be so despicable and selfish?" Margarita thought, trying hard not to puke on the food she was eating. "Thank you," Margar said. She accepted the glass of juice and placed it at a safe distance. She couldn't help but feel conscious around Lucinda. What if she poisoned her? After all, she didn't rinse the cup before adding the juice to it. "It's okay, Lucy; I'm not a kid; you don't have to pat my back; I won't choke," Margar said.

The ghosts from the past crowds my head, and I can’t shoo them away no matter how much I tried so I exit my room in the hopes of finding something to rid me of my misery “You look terrible”Margaret comments,as soon as I enter the kitchen.she is 29 years old,a chef like me and has become my closest ally since I moved in I ignore her and head over to the wine cellar.Alder sure keeps an excessive amount of alcohol for someone who gives me a lot of shit for indulging I scout around looking for the best thing to drown my sorrow with.Settling for a bottle of tequila, I exit the cellar “Is something wrong?”Margaret's worried eyes meets mine once again.she has completely abandoned her meticulous cho

“You kissed me to frame me for attempted murder.” Margaret smiles faintly. “I was improvising.” Marcus mutters under his breath. “I’m flattered.” Adrian places the evidence folder on the table. Margaret looks down at it. “So you finally understand.” Her calmness sends a chill through me. Adrian’s voice is quiet. “You fabricated evidence against Eduardo Valez.” “Yes.” “You altered company records.” “Yes.” “You manipulated the board.” Margaret smiles slightly. “They were easy to manipulate.” Marcus murmurs beside me. “That’s unfortunately true.”

They were cut off. Ari cried out in the dark. From the shadows, Margaret’s voice came again, quiet and close. “You’ve underestimated me for the last time, Eva. You always thought love was your strength. But it’s your weakness. And that’s why you’ll lose.” Suddenly, movement. Shouts. Gunfire. Disabled. Confused grunts as Reyes’ team scrambled to respond in the blackout. The sound of fists. A crash. Glass breaking. Marcus’s voice engaging someone in close combat. Eva ducked as something slammed into the wall beside her.

“Come join me in flashing the unsuspected then, if you want- you'll just draw attention away from me.” “No way in infierno. Remember? I'm pure as la Virgin,” she declared, sending those around us into fits of laughter. Evanna Morales was known for many things, innocence not among them. She took it all in stride, crossing her arms to gaze regally out the window. Her pendant flashed at her throat as she fingered it idly. The fetish engraved on it shot across my vision. I nearly fell into the aisle. “Callie, what's wrong?” Eva asked, shocked. “You look like you've seen el Diablo's shadow,” she said, taking my hand in hers as her eyes shone with concern.

Harlow seemed to have vanished, and no one else other than Marigold had noticed that she had been gone. Evie was making out with Flynn in a dim corner of the living room, and Nueva's lips turned upward in a genuine smile. Mira, Araya, and Marigold were ripping up the small dance floor in front of the couch with their outlandish drunken moves, and Nueva quickly joined their irresistible boogie.

" Taking a sip of my drink, I savored the burning sensation letting it slide down my throat. "I think we can make this useful," Margot suddenly declared. "What do you mean?" "You need dirt on these businessmen, right?" Her eyes sparkled with eagerness. "I already have dirt on them," I stated. "I have a lot of pictures and videos of them engaging in illicit activities at my club. Things that could ruin their lives" "Well, What if you could have more?" Margot suggested. "What if Mariana seduces them, perhaps has a night with them, and gets them to spill their deepest darkest secrets?"

Suddenly I remembered what I said to Lilia, is it possible to kill Maria with my hands? I got closer to Maria's house, from a distance I breathed a sigh of relief to see Margaret sitting on the porch of the house "eliz, wait here" I said to Eliz. I walked quickly to Margaret, saw me approaching Margaret suddenly stood up and was about to enter her house. With enthusiasm, I ran blocking Margaret by standing in front of the door of her house "where are you going? why did you run when you saw me It's me Grisella," I said, smiling thinly

She is in the grave, unable to watch her child grow. Ramon Fridling was the only thing in her mind, Violet was hell bent on killing him, it was another mission of hers, to kill Ramon Fridling because he was the reason why Scarlet died. If Scarlet didn’t marry him, she was going to be alive today, but she isn’t.

"Please, give me another chance." Silence falls between us two. She just stares at me and I start to doubt the effects of my speech until she shakes her head. "Fine. I'll give you one more chance. Only because you remind me of myself when I was younger." I throw my hands up in the air in cheer. "But only one more chance, Morgan. You're late one more time, you're done." I nod like a dummy on strings then throw myself around her. "Oh, thanks, Mrs. Evans. I take back everything I said about you being an emotionless harpy risen from Tartarus to drink souls. You're way better than that."