Marisol Garcia Novels & Stories

I'll make sure you will pay double for what befallen on me. Marisol went to C.A to have a breather from the stress. Her mother Adelaida was still in her vacation in Europe so no one will accompany her and no one will support her now. Fontabella's project that almost ready to launch is now postponed and she felt headache. So now, she's looking for a comfort, and she wanted it to be only one person in her mind. Marisol went straight at chardon's office. Since the man giving her a chance, she didn't have to ask his permission to meet him.

“Based on the smell, whose cholesterol are you trying to murder today, Bi?” Marisol clicked her tongue, though her lips twitched. “You’ve been home a few days and already your mouth runs wild,” she said. “This is garlic for arepas. A person who just came back from a kidnapping needs carbs, not a diet.” “Called it,” I muttered. “If I die, you all will probably stuff my coffin with cornmeal.” “A little to the right,” her voice cut in. “What?” “To the right.” She flicked her spatula toward the shelves behind me. “Grab the masarepa flour. Your hands still work, don’t they, princesa?”

No one but her maid. Marisol. She moved like smoke, quiet and graceful, always a step ahead, never a word out of place. Twenty-two, maybe younger. Hired only a month ago through the estate’s service agency, she was supposed to be just another part of the background—laundry, breakfast trays, polished floors. But lately, Elena had begun to notice… more.

"Look at this one, this is from last Christmas. My baby made honor roll again." Keisha groaned. "We know, Marisol, your family is perfect. You don't have to rub it in our faces." "I'm not rubbing it in! I'm just proud!" "You're showing off," the Chinese woman added, but she was grinning. Marisol stuck her tongue out at them and they all laughed. Then the Chinese woman turned to me. "What about you? Do you have kids?" I opened my mouth to answer, but Marisol interrupted quickly. "Oh, Samantha is a single mother. She has a beautiful daughter who's my Piper's best friend. They've been inseparable since freshman year. Her Dona is one of the smartest students at Florida State University."

Amaris This is getting totally too weird! First Maxon and now Zach? What on earth is going on? From beside me, Zara glances toward Zach and then back at me, a look of shock on her face. “Zach!” she gasps. “What about Rayna! I thought—You know she has been waiting forever for you!” Zach tosses his sister a frown. “I don’t know why! I have never looked twice at her. So, whatever it is that you thought, you’re wrong.”

It was calm and peaceful but almost like a whisper like there was something stuck in the speaker's throat making their voice come out as if, along with white noise. The both of them turned around to the speaker, it was none other than Jelena Savage herself! The Coalition Chieftess of the Als race!

Immediately after passing through several floors, the elevator opened, Raquel got out, walked down a hallway that led to Marcos' office, she arrived at Mari's desk, Mari saw her and stood up and said to her: -Madam what are you doing here. -I came to see what was going on, Marcos forgot to tell me that he would not be coming home for lunch. At that moment Mari made a sign with her eyes that they were coming and Raquel turned around, when she saw the woman on her husband's arm and saw that she was pregnant, she felt like the world was coming to her, but she didn't show anything, she just stood there watching them, when Marcos saw her he immediately took her hand off the woman and approached h

— Luciana knew that they were talking about the little girl. —Well, that makes me very happy, I think you already know most of them, so before starting the meeting, I'm going to introduce you to my beautiful daughter, the person in charge of the company, Luciana Brown, honey, this is Santiago O 'Brien — Santiago smiled as he finally knew who the beautiful woman was and extended his hand.

his accent sounded thick, but it was understandable, thank God. "Oh yes please that would make this conversation much easier for me, so Mr. Russo, we do not know each other but I wanted to ask you about someone that we both may know, I am calling in regard to a Marianna Milano, do you in fact know her?" I asked hoping he had something on her that I could use. All I heard was silence on the other end, I let a few more seconds pass, I looked down at my phone to make sure we were still connected, and we were.

"Chairman, what?! That old man is useless as ever!" "Boss!" Shouted another guard, Salazar was stopped for a while and looked at the man who shouted; "Do you want to die?" "You can kill me after you hear this." Salazar stretched out his neck and gave him a deadly look; "We have found all information about the woman, and she's Sabrina Marquez, former taekwondo athlete, and Solomon's coach. She was defeated in the qualifying round 6 years ago, and her father was killed during the mafia war six years ago."