Maya And Yaya Mga Nobela at Kwento

“Oh…” Maya sadly said, but then she forced another smile. She had somewhat forgotten about it―no, actually, she hasn’t, but she was running away from it because she was scared that there was only a slim chance that she’d find her parents. Maya didn’t want to bet everything on that single thread of hope. She said, “It’s fine, Sally, you didn’t have to. I’m okay if it’s just us three and my cooking.” Ryan walked towards the three girls and said, “How many times do I have to tell you that my kitchen is not for your weird conferences?”

Nevertheless, he had the upper hand but now, she will be on top. "You bitch…" Jared mumbled, anger visible in his eyes and Maya laughed, at first glance, one could notice the gleam of happiness in her eyes but upon second look, you could still see the sadness. "It doesn't matter what you call me. I'll start now, Jared. I, Maya Reynold break this bond and reject Jared Leto as my mate." Maya started, her voice strong and loud. As soon as she said that, something began to glow near her neck. It was the place where Jared would have put his mark.

"Mas Suma...." *****

El says. "What do you want in my room?" Nathan said. "Delivering your lunch and medicine," El pointed at the table with a tray of food on it. "Where is my mother? Where are the other maids? Why should you come here?" Nathan said. "Whoever is delivering food to you, you better say thank you to them" El said. "I'm not hungry, get a maid for me" Nathan said and he turned his head away from Eleven. "Are you serious? I brought your lunch and you have to eat what I brought, I don't want to take that food back to the kitchen and seeing your mother worried because you didn't eat it!" El said.

Maya looked up at Alicia, her little hands holding on to hers. “I want us to come here again,” she said with a big smile. “It was so fun. Promise we will?” Alicia smoothed her daughter’s hair and kissed her forehead. “Yes, baby. Anything you want.” They walked toward the hotel reception together, Amaya carrying the last of their bags. Just then, another guest rolled his luggage toward the exit. Maya’s eyes lit up, and before anyone could stop her, she ran forward and hugged him. “Daddy! You’re here!” she squealed. “I had so much fun. Why didn’t you come and play with us?”

Ciara yelled desperately. “You always did!” Another crack of thunder split the sky, but weaker this time. Ciara’s breathing shook as she looked directly into Maya’s glowing eyes. “You’re still Maya,” she whispered. Not Aelindra. Not Lunar Queen. Maya. Something inside the silver glow trembled. Then Alpha Garett stepped forward too, slowly, and carefully. Not like an Alpha approaching power, more like a brother approaching family. “Maya,” he called firmly. The moonlight pulsed again.

Maya knew they called them that because Nia had been obsessed with them at one point. With a roll of her eyes, she climbed the bed and tore off the poster. She disposed of it in the trashcan on her way downstairs to retrieve her other bag. She found her mother still talking enthusiastically with Mrs. Peng. This time around, the woman noticed her—Maya couldn’t have escaped without at least saying hi.

"We didn't want to disturb you from your studies." Maya's pout slowly faded, replaced by a smile. "Fine, I forgive you two. But next time, include me in the fun!" "Of course, and guess what...I got you food too!" Hazel exclaimed, holding up the bag like a trophy. Maya's face lit up with a radiant smile, her eyes shining with excitement. "You're the best...unlike someone," Maya said, her voice dripping with sarcasm, as she rolled her eyes at Naya. The remark was laced with playful teasing, but also a hint of sibling rivalry.

Thank God the music was loud enough that only a few people nearby even glanced our way. “You know what, Maya? I have a plan.” “Whatever dirty plan is running through that head of yours, I’m out,” I replied, gripping my beer tighter. “I already gave in and came here with you. End of discussion.” “Tsk! Such a fucking killjoy,” she groaned. “What are you gonna do? Just sit here like a nun? We’re in a bar, Maya! We’re supposed to flirt, meet hot guys, and hopefully get properly fucked by the end of the night.”