Mina Vera Novels & Stories

That lady was elegant but liked riddles. “Amanita. Her name is Amanita,” I blurted. The woman clapped with her elbow-length gloves, and her claps followed the same hissing sounds. I found the vines rustling. Oh! So those twigs made the sounds. Weird! “Well done, Viviana Miracle. You have a keen observation.” The woman said and took off her mask. She revealed her face. She was an average-looking lady supposedly in her mid-forties. Her skin was a bit red with light color. Thick eyelashes, round-purple eyes, drooping lips, wide forehead. Her features were average.

She saw her mom's teary face as she slipped into darkness. ************** When she opened her eyes again she was strapped on a bed her hands bound by her side, a woman stood nearby taking down notes. “Where the fuck am I?” “Ohh I see your awake.. this is nevermore academy and one more thing you can't use the f word here”. “That's your business” she spat. “Feisty huh” the woman chuckled “ Ava Sinclair, 18 years old— five abilities combined, virgin.. “Wait wait..wait what? You checked my Virginity status”.

But she completely prepared her statements. Her gaze wandered across the room, eventually settling on a large picture on the wall depicting a happy family: a father, a mother, and a boy of approximately twelve years of age. And Angela was certain that the boy was Leonardo Vera, the sole heir to the Vera Corporation. She thought the boy's bright blue eyes matched the man he was about to murder. Then, footsteps reverberated in, and a lovely middle-aged woman in a white gown approached, smiling and accommodating. "Hello... You're Angela, right? "My name is Minerva, Minerva Vera," she said, excitedly extending her hand for a handshake. The woman's warm greetings took Angela aback.

Mirabelle A small crowd of teens had gathered along the hallways of Bimmerville high to witness another drama, standing on my slim five foot five height I was almost shivering under the piercing glare of the school diva. Alicia Donovan, a strikingly gorgeous red head with an envious hourglass figure fitting tightly into the tight jean miniskirt and a drooping halter top that showed off her pink lacy bra drawing all eyes to her. Rules were non existent for her being the only pampered daughter of Hamilton high's principal and the beta of Blackwood pack.

Sasha was the first to voice out her confusion. A clear picture of a woman was shown on the screen of the laptop. Her head was lowered, so her eyes could not be seen. Instead, only the shadows from her long eyelashes were visible. She had an exquisite nose and petal-like lips. Even though her hair was tied back, there were strands of it falling into her face, forming a stark contrast compared to her fair neck. This woman was none other than Myra, and she had her head lowered as she drew.

I kept quiet, not wanting to add fuel to that flame. As I scrolled through the ride app, something caught my eye—his contacts list had popped up for a second, and I saw how he’d saved my number. My eyes squinted. “What’s this?” I asked, almost laughing at the jumble of letters. “TMPWITW? That… makes no sense.” There was silence for a beat. Then a voice, gruff and amused, floated from the other staircase. “You little child,” Vera said with a smirk, “even an old woman knows better. That means The Prettiest Woman In The World.”

Mirana said “I am your lecturer. Just call me sire. Your father hired me secretly so that your mother won’t cause any problems,” the lecturer said “Okay, thank you,” Mirana said Mirana is a very gentle child. She is cute and kind but Maia doesn’t like what she is seeing at Mirana’s attitude. Maia knows that Mirana is very sociable and easy to get along with. While Daniel on the other hand is very quiet and he is an introvert. He barely made friends in his school. This made Maia hire a friend for Mirana to brainwash her. She will also help in brainwashing Mirana so that she would change and people will hate her.

He kept stumbling over his words, mentally cursing himself for getting nervous. “Oh, really!... Let me help you, then.” Before Dylan’s very eyes, his mate discarded her clothes, leaving her nude. There was no form of shame or embarrassment in her eyes, making him open his mouth in awe. Her breasts were firm and round with pointed nipples he couldn’t wait to suck and nibble. He was amazed at how flat her stomach was, like that of models in magazines, who barely ate, which wasn’t the case for his mate. Her slim waist perfectly complimented her large hips and thighs. Dylan tried to control the trembling in his legs as he struggled with his horny wolf from pouncing on Isabel and mating her on th

Vanessa sighs, putting her hands over her face before she let's out a dramatic sigh and looks at it "I don't think I should be telling you this so you have to swear on your life that you wouldn't tell anyone" I give a nervous laugh "Oh, please, Vanessa. They are just names" "Swear, Light" My last name? "Okay, okay. I swear" She keeps looking at me but eventually looks away, licking her lower lips "When you move into the Manor, your name is changed to signify like a new birth or something. Strawberry is the redhead. Cream is Snow White. Caramel is the shy cute one and Chocolate is the one who— well, you know, in the gym"

Lena's POV. “Hello, ma'am,” the doctor waved his left hand, and felt my pulse with his right hand. “How many fingers am I holding up?” “Can I get a name? Can you speak?” He continued, not even giving me a chance to think or respond. He suddenly stopped and pointed a little fluorescent light in my eyes. I squinted and groaned inaudibly from lying stiff for far too long. “Four, My name is Lena, and I think I can… talk,” I replied in a second, gulping as the man behind him moved closer and fixed his gaze on me.