Mistborn Demoux Novels & Stories

he asked avoiding Karen’s eyes Karen caught him immediately and smiled mischievously, “of course, someone has a date”, “Not a date. I just want to wish her a happy birthday, and see if she needs anything” Aramina woke up feeling happy, yesterday was the best day of her life. She had fun. Her stepmother had travelled to Maldives and will be coming back today, but the thought won’t dampen her mood. Today was her birthday and she intended to look beautiful. Karen had provided everything she needed.

As if he’s able to discern the direction my thoughts have taken, he says, “I’m a transplant—or, well, technically, I’m adopted into the pack since rogues destroyed my pack. Alpha Glendon and Luna Cherice allowed the family that I live with to take me in when I was just a pup and raise me as their own.” “I’m Maxon, by the way,” he says, holding out a dirt and blood-covered hand for me to shake. I glance at it with a raised eyebrow, and then back at him. “Oh, shit,” he says with a chuckle as he pulls his hand pack, dropping it to his side, and then wipes it against the leg of his jeans, which aren’t much cleaner than the hand itself. “It’s fine,” I say with a small chuckle of my own. “And my n

"I have packed Cesare's stuff, they are all in the kitchen but Cesare is already in bed for the night." I moved closer and threw my arms around her, she had been the best mother to Cesare for four years. When I released her, I took a step back and looked at Dominic, whose face had softened. "Mrs Palmove, this is Dominic, my husband. And Dominic, Mrs Palmove, Cesare's full-time mom." He extended his hand to her, she looked at it for a second. When she took it, I let out a sigh of relief. Mrs Palmove was a straightforward person. All my life I have known her, she either liked a person or did not. There were no grey areas about her.

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Theo said, nudging me. “I don’t play.” “Then try.” I rolled my eyes, but slid onto the bench beside him anyway. My fingers hovered over the keys awkwardly. He guided them with his own, his touch light, friendly, grounding. And for a fleeting moment, I forgot about everything else. Until the sound of slow, deliberate clapping echoed through the hall. My stomach dropped. Damien stood at the doorway, hands in his pockets, lips curved in that dangerous smirk. “Well,” he drawled, voice dripping with mockery. “Isn’t this adorable.”

I wanted to thank her, to say anything. The blade was still lodged in her abdomen. She pressed a hand against it, but blood slipped between her fingers. She didn’t cry out. She didn’t even look at it, her eyes were fixed on me. The chamber doors burst open again. Marcel. Smoke clung to him, blood on his hands that wasn’t his. His eyes swept the room in one brutal second… Dead rogues. Elara’s body on the floor. His mother… Stabbed. Dominic rushed to Luna Isobel’s side as Aria did too. Their eyes meeting and the relief that washed over him knowing that his Luna was alive.

Caitlin grabbed a chair and sat down adjacent to me, her bare thighs squashing down onto the seat as she folded her ankles and leaned back. She gestured with her hand to let me continue, almost impatiently and I cocked an eyebrow at her with a small smile. This woman… "If," I emphasised. "You're willing. Your target would be Lucas Trevino, software engineer and owner of Godfather nightclub." I paused for her reaction and she simply just nodded her head waiting for me to continue.

Tito Rommel muttered. “He’s Charles Flemish, 16 years old. He’s kind and nice, he enjoys playing basketball and football, he loves listening to music, he enjoys reading books... Mom, I am 100% sure about him, he loves me and I love him too, he said to me I am the girl he wants to marry when we grow up.” “Still, you are not yet 18! You still broke the rule, Sara!” I can feel the anger in Tito Rommel’s voice. I bit my lower lip while just looking at them.

Go with the wind and see where it lands her, good or bad she would accept. Slowly she took off her glasses, she placed them beside the sink and her vision went unclear, she blinked a couple of times and it got better. With a shrug, she slowly walked out of the bathroom to the living room to find Damien standing in front of a wide opened wardrobe, his upper body completely nude. With shock and embarrassment, Mystique briskly turned, her blood rushing to her head as the image of a shirtless Damien Martinez wouldn't leave her head. Damien smirked, seeing how shy the pregnant person was. "If am not mistaken you've seen more than that" he teased the other who bloomed more like a spring flower.

After giving Jasmine a really deadly look, Damien stood up and walked past Jasmine, brushing his shoulder against hers violently. He didn't know how he felt about Ariel 's water breaking, but he was definitely angry. He started walking slowly and he went outside immediately. He mindlinked the head of the warriors to meet him immediately. Damien was feeling really betrayed and really angry. He went outside to meet Tobias.