Metro Journal Online Novel Thali Novels & Stories

Thalia disguised herself as a pizza delivery person at the office where my mother worked. My Mom worked as an administrative staff in the city's largest hospital. Sometimes she has to go in the morning and evening alternately. I watched Thalia from the rooftop cafe in front of her with binoculars in my hand. After a while, she came out with the pizza in her hand. So my mom is at home now. I already told her my home address where. I rushed down and followed her in a taxi straight to the house. I miss home, miss my bed, miss the atmosphere of my room at night which is so cheerful when there are stars in the sky.

Thalia gulped her saliva knowing that those lines were coming from the book she was reading. Her brain shattered, she wouldn't have thought of reading this, and how did Todd know the words between the lines of the novel? Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! She knew she was already getting wet and her core was inching to give in to Todd but what if she got pregnant again, what would happen to her?

Thalia whispered, her voice like a gentle breeze that stirred the stillness of the room. Jennifer turned her head slowly. "I am Thalia Randwick, and this is Ruben Hobart. We are from the council. I'm not sure if you remember me. But we had met a few times a few years ago. You were the best beta during the beta training held at the Redstone Pack in 1995." Jennifer's eyes widened with recognition as she processed Thalia's words. Memories of their past encounters flickered in her mind, a mix of nostalgia and curiosity filling her thoughts. She nodded slightly, acknowledging the connection between them.

Just this, his lips on hers, the promise of their shared home, the quiet certainty of chosen love. The cobra statue watched from the shelf, amber eyes gleaming in the fading daylight. If smoke ever coiled from heating vents to form serpentine prophecies again, it would find Shantali Mae Cross, soon to be Chen, no longer searching for answers in ancient mysteries. She had found something far more valuable: the courage to embrace the unknown future with open arms, one ordinary day at a time, one extraordinary day at a time. Also, very soon, she would sit back down on their days off and work on her novel regarding the smoke cobra. Still, for now, that had to wait until have had time to move int

*ESME* The apartment that Thalita rents is quite luxurious and comfortable, like Zoris's. It's a big, safe place to live but I'm lonely. Every second waiting for news about my son's fate. Is he protected, and can he see me again? Spending time just writing word by word, pouring out my heart on a blank sheet of paper. Sometimes I sit on the balcony while waiting for dusk to welcome the arrival of night. Feeling bone-chilling cold, I went back inside and warmed myself with a cup of green tea which smelled quite soothing.

The door security walks over and says, “Mr Nightmoon, was there something or someone you are looking for?” “Yes, James. The young female Thalia, do you know where she went?” “Yeah, Miss Anna and Miss Thalia usually go to a small cafe around the corner near the park to pick up their lunch before returning to eat it. Except, Miss Thalia has been on her own to leave these last 2 days, she stays out for the entire half-hour lunch and then Miss Anna walks her back but does not enter. May I speak freely, Mr Nightmoon?”

Chapter Forty Talon Maverick My lips still burned from the brutal scrub after that terrible mistake I made, but the ache went deeper, clawing through my chest, digging into something I didn’t know could hurt this much. All from a single sight: Thalina stepping out of a sleek, tinted car just few steps from her dorm. The memory of her words slashed through me immediately—“I have a meeting with another professor.”

Thalia had just arrived in Milan with the head of design. As soon as she entered the hotel room, she collapsed onto the bed and grabbed her phone. Her face lit up when she saw the trending topic that was still being widely discussed. “Hahaha… finally, someone dared to speak up about Elena,” she muttered with satisfaction. She kept rereading Fabby’s viral post. The head of design, who had just finished arranging work documents, looked at Thalia curiously. “You’ve been laughing by yourself for a while now. What’s going on?”

"No, Mom, you have to come with us. I don't want to be separated from you." Thalia laughed seeing Sarena's sullen face. "Of course I will come with you. Remember, I also still need to meet Monroe, my brother, and if possible, with the rest of the family I have left behind. But, after all my business is finished, I will return here, manage my restaurant and live in peace." "Mooom...," complained Sarena irritably. "But why?" "Honey, I'm happy here. I feel calm and I've found what I like to do here," Thalia answered confidently. "My customers and their beaming faces after enjoying my food, is something that always makes me excited in the morning."

“Eliana,” she muttered, her eyes blazing with resolve, “you’ll have to answer to me this time around.” And she pressed harder on the accelerator. Thalia didn’t remember how she got there. She only knew that at some point, the road curved into a long, private driveway lined with towering iron gates and silent cameras.