Maria Ressa Novels & Stories

I screamed. I need to make a move or else I'll lose him forever. I've waited long enough. I can't be just a toy to him forever. I deserve a title. Krystina Demakis. Yes, it sounds right! I said grinning foolishly. I took my laptop and turned on. I type in Maria Alessandra De La Vega on the searched engine. There's not much of a picture of her. A few with her father and her mom. Her mom is breathtakingly beautiful. A famous model on her time, beauty, and brain.

Then they reached a folder labeled simply: M. Kai opened it. A single video file. Leo clicked play. The screen showed a woman in her late forties, dark hair, sharp eyes. She looked directly into the camera like she knew someone would eventually watch this. “If you’re seeing this, then I’m dead. Or I want the world to think I am. My name is Maria Rossi. And I have been building something bigger than both families for the last fifteen years. The Council is mine. The money, the ports, the politicians — all mine. I let my husband think he was in control. I let him start wars and kill our own people. Because every drop of blood he spilled made my position stronger. When the time is right, I will

“You’re saying all of this… is you?” “Yes,” I said, voice firmer now. “It’s me. I’m not just Isabella who lost her marriage. I’m not just the woman Kiara thinks she can shatter. I am Marisol Abram. Someone tried to erase me, but I survived. And now I’m remembering.” The truth filled the room like the storm I had felt gathering for days. Mia’s eyes glistened with worry, but there was something else too—pride, fierce and protective.

"Huh, should it seem as if they were killed by a serial killers? No too dark." Even though it wasn't her first kill, it felt different. The sensation that rushed through her spine when his blood splattered on her left cheek was exhilarating. The unrelated lives she took in her previous line of work never made her feel anything, no remorse, no closure, nothing. But she was now different, sort of reborn, driven by a vengeful thirst for blood. She was now Qiao Mo, the secretary to the President of of the Wushi Cooperation, and she was running late for work.

Yes, I am Maria Maria, I changed my last name, there was no need to carry on my last name after they chased me out of the company. “I am sorry,” a man bumped into me. “I am sorry,” he apologized, with a bow and turned to go. “Michael,” I called. He paused immediately, turning back to me. “How do you know my name?” He asked, his brows furrowed in curiosity. Thirty minutes later we sat in a coffee shop, he sat quietly across the table sipping his coffee. “You seem to miss the coffee a lot,” I broke the silence. “I am trying to process all that you just said,” he revealed, dropping the cup on the table. “So you're telling me that you found me just in time to save me from the clutches of Allen's

Upon entering, Mariah showed no surprise at her presence and coldly said, “So it’s really you.” “You were behind all those incidents, weren’t you? From Vanessa's incident five years ago to President Pako's murder recently, these are all your doing, right?” Beatriz sneered, “Didn’t you hear everything? Why bother asking me?” “I just wanted to confirm,” Mariah replied, staring intently at Beatriz. ***

Jacko agreed with a humorless chuckle. “Rio, I came to tell you that we are going to arrest two ladies that were behind the murder of Mona and the assault on Rissa, which, I am sorry to say, looks like it was going to be murder. Rissa has not been doing so well since she came out of surgery, and if she does live, she will be scared for life, and the doctors are not sure if she will ever walk about; the knife hit the spinal cord.” “If she lives, then it will most likely be best to send her back to the Sun Valley, where they can look after her since they failed to do it the first time.”Diego spat. He was angry that his family was at risk just because these women were greedy.

So, Stefan and she were just victims? Running through the avenue, without caring about the sound of the cars, Maria Fernanda crossed, looking for a taxi that could take her to where her grandfather was. On her way, she tried to contact Adamaris, but nothing. She didn’t pick up her calls. Maria Fernanda was suffering. That reminded her when she was told that if she wanted to get revenge, she should dig two graves, but never thought the first grave was going to be for herself, so it was her decision to drag Stefan to the second grave or let him leave his life after having forgiven him. It seemed like Elijah and her grandfather were even worse than the same Stefan de la Barrera.

But before she could say anything, there was a loud crash in the common room, and Maria immediately ran out of the office and headed for the common room When we got there, chaos was the order of the day, some caretaker were surrounding a female patient who looked totally out of it "Carlos, what's going on?" Maria asked as we approached him "It's Sarah, she is having another attack, one of the male patients touched her without permission," Carlos explained and was confused as to why she acted out because of that It's as if Maris had seen my confusion. She turned to me and said, "Sarah is a human trafficking survivor."

Six years later, Maria built her own company. How she did it in the past. Her hard work and dedication help her to be successful.. And last, her eagerness to get rid of them. The people she will avenge now that she lives. Maria just woke up, and she was in a big house. She didn't know exactly what had happened, and her head hurt a bit. She rolled her eyes, and the door opened. A lady who is estimated to be in her fifties entered. Maria was just stunned at that time. When the lady approached her, "Hija, how are you feeling right now? Are you still in pain?" she asked. "Ah! Well, it's just my head. A little bit hurt." Maria answered. Wait! How did I get here?" she asked, with confused. "Don't