Matilda Hortensia Novels & Stories

Ruby shot back. Enough. His tone turned cold. Get something else for your grandmother. Do you think she's more important than Matilda Knight? I'm done arguing about this. As Matilda heard her own name, she went stiff. Matilda whispered, why are these uncouth strangers talking about me? Stunned, she reached for Ruby's hand in fear

‘regards to him-‘ She read in her mind what he’d dared to say. “Mum-“ Zach interrupted her thinking. “What?” She responded at the clasp of her attention. “there’s a party tonight and i want to go. With a friend” He stammered weirdly, whilst his mum arched her brows at this development. They’d only been in Paris for three weeks and earlier today, she’d found him smiling at the walls, she knew it was a girl- -but she thought it was a girl from school, that the love capital of the world was in action, unbeknownst to her that it was one, they both couldn’t see- Irene. Katharina Stones, her real name.

“Not to be a bore, ma'am, but I have other things to do. Like I said, I'm not the one calling the shots. If you are too kind to reject the Alpha's offer, then I suggest you sneak out in the middle of the night, coz he hates disobedience,” If I didn't know better, I'd say I was boring her, stressing the living daylight out of her. I pulled back and clasped my hands on my stomach. “Alright,” I whispered, barely audible. She walked past me again, headed straight to the wardrobe at the far end of the room. She opened the wardrobe, the empty clothes hangers making a clattering sound. “Phew! Lucky you,” she brought a sunset yellow gown with a thin strapless sleeve. “Not sure it's your perfect size

‎The both of them take a sip, and relax comfortably on the seats. ‎“Queen mother may I ask a question. I hope you wouldn't be offended?" Velma asked, her voice shaking with fear. ‎“What is it Velma you can ask me anything” Matilda gave in, a smile still plastered on her face. ‎“It's about queen Porsha. I am puzzled as to why you despise her so much?” Velma asks and Matilda almost choked on her glass of wine. ‎“Why would you ask me something like that?” Matilda doubted, as she rose from her supine position, her eyes peeled on Velma.

“You may call me Madam Matilda. I am the matriarch of the female members of Nordau Bloc.” Her smile deepened. “And, in case you weren’t aware… I’ve taken quite a liking to you.” Cassandra’s heart gave a nervous flutter. Compliments like that rarely came without a price. She forced a small smile. Cassandra stared at her, her eyes occasionally flickering away from Matilda's ‘cheery’ gaze. “For the success of your second task,” Matilda continued, her tone almost too pleasant, “I’ve prepared a special gift.” Her hands slipped from behind her back, revealing a long, slender object wrapped carefully in dark cloth. Cassandra’s stomach knotted. The shape was unmistakable and deeply unsettling.

Forever. “There’s something much more important, Norah.” She straightens up in her chair and I look around. We’re seated at the outer part of the bar, under a large umbrella and occupying a cute wooden round table. I don’t think we should be talking about all of this literally just beside the street. But the weather is nice today and we both want to enjoy it without worrying about nosy strangers. “Well, the chief revealed that Mark was actually poisoned with the belladonna extract you gave me that night. And Oliver’s fingerprints were found on the vile,” I explain.

Within a few minutes, she received the attacker's information from an anonymous source. "Wow, I did not expect this." She mumbled in amazement as her eyes skimmed past the files. PS: *The organisation Hila used to work in was divide into many groups called clans. There were the main branches: Hian Hoshi Hian Ji Hian Fang Hian Lao These groups were considered to birth the best assasins, with the Hian Hoshi (Hila's clan) at the topmost. I This explains why she easily got information from the Elder.

She knew that voice. Out of the crowd appeared Natasha, the female lead of Raid role that was aired nine years ago. Maria clutched was purse tighter, she was about to meet Natasha, The Natasha!

Tora pointed towards a platter than had to have at least twenty freaking pancakes on it. “They smell so good. What did you put in them?!” I asked taking a big whiff of them. “Dragon’s Blood.” Tora smirked. My jaw dropped and I’m sure my eyes were the size of baseballs and my eyebrows were up to my hairline. Tora started laughing, “I’m just joking. They’re strawberry.” “Now that sounds amazing!” I said gathering my mouth off the floor and turning to get a plate. I stacked 4 pancakes on it and lathered up the syrup before grabbing a fork and joining them at the table. Tora was showing me all the plans she had drawn up for their house Gunner found them. It looked really cute.

When the angel turn her head and finally revealed her face, everyone remembers her differently. Lucian remembers her as her mother, who gave birth to him and somehow was taken away from him all those decades ago. Darius remembers her as the mother of Theodora, wife of Norcia a dark creature who was a slave to Assorthan. Lucifer identified her as Mother destiny, the one he and Althea met when she was little. Althea called her as mother by mistake.