Marisol Garcia Novels & Stories

"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.

I was never one to cry over a guy, not even one I barely knew. But somehow, I found myself weeping on Marcella's lap curled up like a teenage girl on a bad school night. I wasn't even sure why I was crying. What was it about this guy that made it hurt so much? Maybe it was the promise of what could have been between us. We would've looked good together, and it would've been a dream come true to land an amazing job, and the man of my dreams at the same time. Why did I even care so much? I'm Leah Garcia, I NEVER cry over men, and I definitely wouldn't start now.

Maria's fасе reddened, and I соuld fееl mine dо thе same. Embarrassed Mаrіа trіеd tо ѕоund nоnсhаlаnt. "Hі, Dear." Turnіng tо mе she said, "Thіѕ іѕ mу dаughtеr Brianne." Turnіng back tо Brіаnnе, but pointing аt me ѕhе ѕаіd, "This іѕ mу сhеmіѕtrу рrоfеѕѕоr, Cаrl."

“Pardon?” Morrigan slowly stood up from the ground, her hands in fists as she faces him. Hurt and betrayal are evident in her bloodshot eyes. Tears cascaded her cheeks, staining her beautifully chiseled face. “You are not Colfre. Colfre will never betray me, he will never fool me. He swore that he love me…” A low chuckle came from Colum Toiba’s throat. “But Colfre is nothing but a lie. A fraud, he was nothing but a façade.” His words were enough to make Morrigan freeze to where she was standing. Morrigan could feel her hands turning cold as Colum Toiba’s words stab her like a knife as if his words are enough to cut her into a thousand cuts. Her head dips as she bit her quivering lips. Her te

Blood pools from his mouth, the side of his head was impaled with shards of glass. His normally blue, iridescent eyes were coloured in red. And hazed as he looks at me. "Where is she? Where's Brian? " I hold his head up with my hand, squeezing the back of his next. Blood seeps from his mouth, and he gurgles to try talk.

"As beautiful as always." She leaned in, brushing her lips against his, a smile playing on her face. "Thanks, my love," she whispered. Juan gestured for attention with a clap of his palms. "I expect everyone is here?" Rosario glanced around, noting, "Marissa isn't here." "I am here, Mother." The soft melody in the background subtly changed. All eyes turned upstairs as Marissa descended the central path, her expression composed, with minimal makeup enhancing her features. She wore a long-sleeve red shirt paired with a skirt boasting a high slit.

Grace asked, masking her true behaviour in front of her husband. “ She will. The school will teach her so many lessons and lessen her pride.” Gamma Levi said and stormed off to Nicki's room. Grace's lips curved into an evil smirk and her eyes glittered with mischievousness. “ This is just the beginning, Nicki Bernardo. I will make your life miserable.” She clicked her tongue and sat down on the cushion, watching her favourite TV series. Nicki began to take off her clothes in front of her dressing mirror. Her fair skin was covered in bruises and red marks due to her father's excessive beating.

An image of a lady doctor who has blonde short hair, pale skin tone, and ash gray eyes. “She’s Doctor Maria Garcia, a famous doctor who wants to invent a drug which can make people free from sickness.” He looked at Trestan who seemed to have deep thoughts while looking at the images. “It’s absurd right?” “Yeah.” Still, his eyes were fixed on the screen, trying to figure out something. “Why are you staring at the doctor? You know her?” “I don’t know.” He shrugged his shoulders. “She looks familiar though.” ‘I guess… I saw her somewhere. I just can’t remember where and when.’