Maria Ressa Novels & Stories

Rima’s POV As I walked into the bustling café, the aroma of freshly brewed coffee filled my senses. I glanced around, searching for a quiet corner to focus on my job search. I had just moved to the city two weeks ago, leaving behind a life that was no longer mine, a woman who died tragically but found her peace and got away from a miserable existence filled with pain and suffering, seeking new opportunities in this unknown place. My name is Maria…. No wait.. Sorry.. My name is Rima Karam, and this was the beginning of my journey to reinvent myself.

MARINA I stood there and didn’t know how to respond. Jason was brutally murdered for no reason, and it was because of me. “What is wrong with you!” I screamed. “Oh, sweetie. You don’t know the half of it,” she said mockingly. She stepped forward to get closer to me. “They all had to die, and now is your turn. I even killed the one person who cared about me, so I won’t let you leave here alive.” “Who?” I asked. I was curious even at a time like this. How many people had she killed so far?

The frail girl apologized as would a killer in front of the prosecution. "It's okay." She hadn't seen any pictures, and judging by the expression on the young girl's face, she wasn't sure if she should see them. Maria picked up her purchase, setting to walk back to Harry's. Pictures. They rang in her head and as hard as she fought curiosity, it got the best of her. She clicked her phone on, Jackson's name was tagged 'hottest' on the search bar and Natasha's was the second. Fear crawled under her skin like a dangerous insect, it threatened to paralyze. Still, she wiped the cold sweat that tickled with her sleeve and proceeded with the search. She clicked his name on the search bar, then she s

"Marcella Garcia." Shit.

“You are all obsessed with g****e nowadays. If you get time, g****e Carolina Mendoza. You’ll know why you need to stay away. Now, go.” Sighing, I turned away from the woman while I went back to my friends. “Who was asking for you?” “Some woman. Said her name was Carolina Mendoza.” Maria and Olivia gasped at the same time. “Oh my goodness,” Maria exclaimed. “What did you do?” “Nothing. Why would you think that?” “Carolina Mendoza is the drug queen of Miami. She has killed a lot of people and is one of the most wanted criminals in the world right now. If you got her attention, it can’t be good. What did she want?”

After understanding the situation, my mother-in-law quickly said, "Ryan, please don't get agitated. We're the ones who wronged you. I'll call David right now and have him come. Don't hurt Rachel, she's nine months pregnant," she pleaded. Her voice trembled. Ryan paused, seemingly believing her words. She pulled out her phone with shaking hands. The other end of the call was noisy, with faint sounds of a woman crying in the background. "What's happening? Rachel's been stabbed more than ten times and is barely hanging on. Why aren't you coming?" she said. She believed David would at least listen to her.

Carefully laying Aisha on the ground, I take out my phone to call one of the few people I trust wholeheartedly. Maria is a young pack healer. She's still training, but I've been sponsoring her ever since her parents passed away, and she's a gifted talent. She doesn't ask any questions when I call her, simply asking me to send her the location. As I wait, I make sure that Harry is unharmed. Once I'm assured that he's doing fine, I settle by Aisha's side. "What happened to you two?" I stroke her clammy cheek, my eyes fierce. "Why didn't you call me the moment you knew you were in danger?"

Alison asks calmly. "Number is unreachable!" Madison responds with a worried look on her face, meanwhile, Alexandra who was already feeling uncomfortable in her gown, with how short and skimpy it was, finally helps herself on the couch. Whatever they were saying regarding Rapheal was none of her business, it didn't seem to bother her. "Try calling him again," Juliet says calmly. "I wonder where he is? What if something bad has happened to him?" Madison says panicking, meanwhile Alexandra rolls her eyes, she was been too dramatic. She knew he must be out there, somewhere.

Amelia suddenly remembered how Helga prevented her from opening the television. "Wait, I'll send you the video. Oh my god, Lia. What is going on there?" Tara said as she quickly sends the video to her friend. Amelia clicked the link that Tara had sent her. She watches it for a few seconds before seeing her own face with Damian, the day that they exited the hospital when she went for a check-up. 'The Damian Castillo, caught in a scandal with a 17-years old girl' Amelia read the headlines. Her eyes were wide open as she watches the news about how Damian Castillo laid his hands on a minor.

In the living room of the Red Crescent Mafia group headquarters, a lady was seated on the couch behind her two armed guards. She looked uneasy as though she wanted to run but she couldn't, it was a death wish and she was not that stupid to try and outrun hundreds of guards spread out there. Her name was Maria and she was the most important woman to Don. He walked downstairs in a silk robe with a glass of whiskey and a cigarette. "It's really you" he said his gaze fixed on her.