Novel & Cerita Maya Garcia

ISLA GRACE MILLER DATE OF BIRTH: JUNE 18TH AGED: 18 HAIR: AUBURN EYES: GREEN HEIGHT: FIVE FOOT FIVE INCHES GUARDIAN - JUNE DANIELS, RELATION: MATERNAL GRANDMOTHER, DECEASED- CEDAR FALLS. SCORED HIGH MARKS: TRACKING; HAND/HAND COMBAT; TEAMWORK; FIELD FIRST AID NOTES: RUN RISK LEVEL 2; ONE ATTEMPT YEAR ONE AT TRTC. RECEIVED COUNSELING. MEDICATED WITH ANTIDEPRESSANT FOR YEARS 1-3. CLEARED FOR DISCONTINUATION OF USE AFTER REASSESSMENT.

╭────────── ⋅ ⋅ ✦❘༻༺❘✦⋅ ⋅ ──────────╮ 𝐑𝐎𝐙𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐋𝐔𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐎 𝐀𝐂𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐘 [ꜱᴛᴜᴅᴇɴᴛ ɪɴꜰᴏʀᴍᴀᴛɪᴏɴ] ⬛ 𝐍𝐚𝐦𝐞 : 𝐑𝐮𝐛𝐲 𝐅𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐫 𝐍𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 : 𝟏𝟑

Offering a military salute by crossing their hands over their chest they stood facing her. Jelena Savage was not as old as one would expect from the leader of an entire race. She was only 17, even younger than Axel by a whole two years! Her hair was braided just above both her ears, her eyes watched coldly like a hawk and inside them, one could sense ruthlessness emanating from her whole being. Her voice was a bat match for her personality, she sounded nothing like who she was. This was a strong woman, who ruled with fear and an iron fist.

— 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.

Maya explained to Elosie and Maria. “And we are here because we want to shop or because we also want to surprise our mate?” Elosie asked. “It wouldn’t hurt if you surprised your mated would it,” Maya shrugged. “I knew you had a plan gamma,” Maria said laughing. “Call me Maya, gamma sounds to formal,” Maya said to Maria. “Okay let’s continue now, I want to get my nails done and I also want to wax, I need to be smooth all over,” Maya said winking at them.

That made me chuckle again and get a confused look from my brothers, I only shook my head letting them know I will tell them later. She ran towards him making him shift at once and try to block her attack but it was no use. She was too fast and too strong for him to be able to fight back. It was over in minutes his blood dripped down her mouth and she was covered in it over her head, shoulders and front paws. His mate was screaming from feeling him dying, Kenny shifted back and stomped over to her slapping her hard bringing her screaming to a complete stop. She was still fuming and her anger could be felt for miles I was sure, "You sat in that pack house pretending to be this packs Luna, tur

He was preparing her in case I failed. My fingers brushed over the rough stone of her grave, the name Marissa De Luca etched into it as if that was all she’d ever been. But to me, she was so much more. My mother. My ghost. My reason. “You are the one reason that I'm standing. You know, sometimes I find it harder to breathe without knowing that this is the one thing that I'm going to do. That you are the one person that I'm willing to stand for.”

I slammed the door shut on my way out of his room, quickly ran down stairs and slammed his front door shut. I needed a break, everything was still raw and fresh. Her death was since three months ago, but still I could hear Ruby's accusatory voice as she screamed that she never wanted Maeve to come for my party, she never even wanted her to be associated with a demon spawn like me.

“Congratulations.” Stephanie blinked. “For what?” “The gala.” Maya gestured toward the ballroom. “It’s incredible.” For a second genuine pride appeared on Stephanie’s face. Then she hid it. Poorly. “Thank you.” At that exact moment Adrian appeared. Looking remarkably cheerful for someone who had been socializing nonstop for hours. Stephanie gestured casually. “Adrian. Meet Maya. She works with Emma.” Adrian offered his hand. “The famous Maya.” Maya raised an eyebrow.

Maya held Leo tighter. Leo signed again. "Daddy?" Marcus came over and knelt down. "I'm here," he said. Leo touched his face. His eyes were asking something no one could answer. At 7:59, Maya opened the laptop. The live stream loaded. Millions of people were already watching. The number kept climbing. Maya looked straight into the camera. "My name is Maya Johnson," she said. "Twenty years ago my parents died in a car accident. Twenty years ago I was taken in by their best friends. Their son was Damson. I loved him. I married him."