Mirio X Nejire Mga Nobela at Kwento

Jeffrey yelled at him. “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Gunnar said, angrily. “Wait,” Kiran said, the moment I was about to step forward. “We have to divert his attention. He could pull the trigger if we use magic.” I nodded, and saw that Levi had holstered his gun. Levi stepped out of the bushes a few feet from where Gunnar stood. “Jeffrey!” Jeffrey’s head snapped in his direction. “Who the hell are you?” “I’m Levi Sinclair,” he answered him.

“The trial is in twelve hours and Naira has never lost a case and she is a blood hungry woman. She won’t rest till she breaks you on the stand! Got it?” I nodded and took the stand again. Harry went over possible scenarios and prepared me for my response. “Harry, Naira doesn’t have witnesses”. Craig walked up to him. “Does that mean that she bluffed?” He asked. Craig pulled him aside and from the look on their faces, my guts knew something was wrong. “What?” I asked, getting off the mock stand. “Mira is the only witness she has”. Harry said weakly. I fell on the couch with a headache. “This means she will testify against him no matter what we do”. Craig’s associate added.

His head snaps towards my direction his empty grey eyes stare at me I jump scared tripping on the bedside table that makes a loud bang falling on my butt I could hear heavy footsteps rushing this way I hurry picked up the table and rush the way I came as I slide the window shut I hear the door open "Repbisni ti emirale" i hurry to say not caring if I was heard or not, I run as fast as my legs could take me,my whole body buzzing,I jump through the portal falling on my knees my legs turned jelly as I emptied my stomach of it's contents on the sand suddenly breathing felt hard every breath feeling like poison,my eyes widened in realization KIMORA had returned…

I stop walking; there’s no way he could… No, I’m being silly. Nereo comes running up to me, his face bright with excitement. “Mamma, can we go to the park?” I smile, ruffling his hair. “Sure, sweetheart,” We head to the park, the evening sun casting a warm glow over the playground. Nereo runs ahead, his laughter filling the air as he heads straight for the playground. I follow at a leisurely pace, enjoying the fresh air and the sight of my son’s happiness. When Nereo runs off to join his friends, I find a bench where I can watch him play. As I sit there, I can’t help but let my mind wander back to Nero. His intense eyes, his confident demeanor, the way he seemed so familiar yet so mysterious

She said, hoping her friend would stop staring. “Why the gloomy look then or has someone died?” Ejima snorted as if she could perceive the stink of death. “Just lack of sleep, that’s all,” she said and emptied the fresh Vilari water into a clay cup. The muddy end of the cup was already on her lips when she heard her friend's giggle. “What’s funny?” Ejima asked before gulping the liquid. She dropped the cup by her side and spat once before letting her coppery eyes return to Nneamaka.