Matilda Hortensia Novels & Stories

"Excuse me, Mrs. Volkov?" I turned around to see a beautiful woman by my side. She was pregnant and she was beautifully dressed in a blue dress that stopped at her knees. Her blonde hair stopped on top of her shoulders and her blue eyes were so bright. She looked straight out of a Disney movie. "Good evening," I smiled at her. she smiled back at me, "I am Yulia, Mr. Volkov's personal assistant." She chose her words carefully so I could tell she could only speak minimum English.

Matilda The corners of her mouth hooked up, the excitement of waiting for her prey to enter into the trap made her eyes light up incredibly. It has been a long time since she had such a hot time. Finally, as the target vehicle approached, Matilda gave the order, “Move.” In a flash, from four directions, four cars crashed towards the target vehicle in unison. At the same time, seven shots rang out and Matilda received a report, “Matilda , target resolved.” Matilda got out of the car and walked towards the Hank family’s car in a graceful manner. The body of the car has been crushed into a ball, looking in through the front window glass, the driver is full of blood, has fallen into a coma. The

Matilda inhaled deeply and spoke; "I need you to kill someone from me, he might be too powerful for me to contend with" The witches looked at themselves wondering who could be so powerful to make Matilda upset. "May I know a name?" "His name is Carlos Seville," Matilda replied and bowed again.

Margarette pulled them both. Margarette was the first to greet the Queen. “Queen Aera,” She kissed the latter’s hand, “time flew fast.” “Yes it does.” She laid a hand on the witch’s shoulder, “What is the news about the Nromais fragment on Earth? Did you retrieve it?” “We found it but a Noimstre got it first. Your brother Finrod tried his best to fight the monster back but he was.. injured.” Margarette left the story of how Ellaine’s voice distracted the serious Finrod unsaid.

They dispersed, whimpering, when Mathilda approached, cautiously hiding wherever they could, but waiting guardedly for their bounty. ‘Forgive me for failing you, sister,’ Mathilda said softly. ‘I wish this was never your burden to bear. When the time comes, I hope a part of your soul is there to bear witness to that monster’s demise.’ The white dove that appeared in the darkened night sky, before Mathilda, made her lose her train of thought. By the Goddess… it was the Goddess! The dove transformed before her eyes. It became a glowing being, a beautiful young woman, dressed in the most delicate, flowing fabric she had ever seen.

1 model that caught the attention of the entire world, Ophelia Maine, my mother. During her early teenage days, she shook the world with her astounding beauty and smile, crowning her as the no. 1 model during her time. But now, that crown has fallen… because it was mine to begin with. Ophelia, my mother grinned at me, as I smiled at her back.

Matilda utter while trying to pull her daughter closer. “I can’t help it mum, that whore won’t keep her hands off my hubby, and who the hell is she any ways? --- Matilda placed a soothing hand on Helena's shoulder, her voice dripping with calm calculation. "Helena, darling, you need to compose yourself. The last thing you want is to draw attention to your... ambitions." Her eyes flicked toward Ray and the woman dancing with him, sizing up the situation. "Remember, appearances are everything. We can’t have anyone suspecting what’s going on in that pretty little head of yours."

“I can help you, Charlotte. I can help you save your mother. But in return, you’ll help me get the Alpha King’s mantle.” My eyes widened. “You must be out of your mind,” I snapped. “I would never betray Jeffery. Ever.” Matilda threw her head back and laughed. “Oh, my dear, you’re absolutely right. I am out of my mind.” And then, as if to prove it, she reached into her pocket and pulled out a small glass vial. Inside was a clear, glowing liquid. My heart stopped. “What is that?” She tilted the bottle, watching the light dance through it. “The antidote.”

"Matilda, was that really..." "Katherina Rosenberg." Matilda nodded. "Yes. That's her." "Goddess above." Aurora said shockingly. "What on earth happened to her?" "No one knows." Matilda lied. "All I know is, she saw something she wasn't supposed to see. And it took her eyes." "Do you know what she saw?" "No. No one knows." Matilda shook her head. "But no one talks about it anymore because Katherina went crazy over the years. Her words can't be trusted. Whatever she said, don't believe her. She's insane."

Might I mention that it is a failed attempt because no matter what I do, I go tumbling back to the memory of this morning's kiss. If it can even be identified as a kiss. It was too non-intimate to be considered one and too passionate to not be considered. Rowan always knows how to make a person's thought jumble round the place with just one touch from him. It's a talent and a curse. A talent for him and a curse to me. Matilda comes in a few minutes later, dressed as a Parisian summer model. She wears this huge peach colored beach hat with dark sunglasses and large balls as ear rings then a red tight fitted dress coveted up with a dark full fur coat and high heels.