Novel & Cerita Maritza Esposito

“Buenos días, criaturas del caos.” “Who’s that?” Zoe blurted, pointing straight at her. “Why is she… so ugly?” Silence. Three seconds long. Then Maritza’s eyes narrowed. “¡Perdóname, niña demonio?! Ugly where?! I’m an exotic disaster, okay?” Zane covered his face, laughter muffled through his hand. “Zoe, that’s not polite.” Zoe tilted her head, then stuck her tongue out at him. I bent down, pretending to cough so my laugh wouldn’t explode.

"It may be to you. But, like I said, he may let you work. But it’s dangerous. Mariano’s grandmother, Donna Ginevra, was killed in a grocery store. Shot." “That’s terrible.” She smiled at me, and I stood up. "Thanks, Aria, we should definitely hang out sometime." A smile took over her face. "Definitely, Izzy." I ventured off to look for Mariano.

" Yes Boss " " I hope you do " Maximo walk away from Marco and he, himself entered the other living room which also was breathtaking. There, Aldo's wife and Allesio's wife were sitting on the ever expensive sofa. The two women were pretty slender, almost alike in stature and height. Each possessed a beauty that no one would ever look away from. They were crying gently, almost secretly as they sat still without speaking , awaiting the only man who seem to be capable of getting the job done. Maximo Santino.

Her delusional mind was shattered into pieces and her heart trembled with fear at the possibility that something terrible might happen and foil her plans. So, that day…… the conversation between Mark and Jay… was not a dream. It is true that Maya is alive and mated to the legendary alpha Ashton! She is also a luna, and of a powerful pack! "Jesus! What did I do?" Lily almost shoved her head into the wall.

She shook her head, "I appreciate it, Alpha. I really do. But after my mate passed away, I became consumed by grief. I found the only way to cope was to stay on the move, never let it catch up with me. And since then, I vowed to never stay in one place for long." Leo nodded and gave a small smile, "Well, the offer will always be there. And please, you don't need to call me Alpha. I'm like your son-in-law now, right?" She smiled and nodded. "So anyway," Luca began, "Mara. How does it feel to be a saint?" "Luca!" I exclaimed as he sat down, possibly too close to her considering this was the first time they'd met. "I want to get to know the woman who brought my best friend into the world," he s

“Just tell me what the enemy camp is doing right now. What’s Maricar’s strategy?” “Well…” Kate says reluctantly “… Maricar’s Vice Prez is this good-looking transferee named Christian. They’ve sort of made a couple name, Maritian, and are acting in front of the cameras like they’re together IRL. Everybody’s calling them the power couple.” “See! QED,” Lor says triumphantly. She starts singing: “Row, row, row your boat gently down the stream… if you see your OTP, don’t forget to scream!” “That’s not helping,” Kate says in a panicky voice.

Even I couldn't believe my eyes. "Welcome to Ex-Factor, our dear guests. Please introduce yourselves to our ex-couples." "Hi, everyone. I'm Mariana and I'm happy to be here." Mariana, a popular singer, was the first to greet everyone with a sweet smile on her face. "Oh my God, her face is so small. She looks just as cute in person." Alice gushed and proudly told Mariana that she was a fan. The second to introduce himself was Logan, a popular Italian model and racer. He was raggedly handsome and he had a natural charisma. I'm surprised

Brown dismissed them with a wave and went her way. "I'm jealous of you, Mia. Congratulations," Martha nudged her best friend as they walked back to their respective cubicles. Mia simply smiled. "Christian Rowland is also on the same level as Charlotte George." Christian Rowland was, indeed, the male counterpart to Charlotte George, the most famous male TV Host in the country at the moment. And that was Martha's chosen mentor. "Hmm," Martha shrugged. As she returned to her desk, Mia settled into her office chair and resumed working on the script.

I asked, and she chuckled. “No, you don’t, but we could get to know each other,” she said, and I scoffed. I wasn’t in the mood for that, and she probably wouldn’t understand. I ignored her and sipped the glass of wine I was with. “Sorry for not introducing myself properly. I’m Marisa, one of Dante’s ex-girlfriends.” When she said this, my eyes widened at once and I gulped the entire content in my glass, placing it on the ground and shooting her a soul staring glare.

I said and pushed his face because I did not want his mother to think that I was treating him like a doctor. “Okay,” he said. "Mom, this is Marissa, my fiance," Diego introduced and even held my waist. Madame Margarita entered the dining hall, flailing her expensive corporate dress, golden hoop earrings, and diamond necklace. She was also holding a Louis Vuitton handbag. She blanched in horror, as I observed, and even looked at Diego meaningfully. When she slowly realized what he was trying to say, she hovered her gaze on me from head to foot. I don't know, but I saw a peak of anger and irritation in her eyes that she immediately changed into a kind one.