روايات وقصص ضمن Nana Golden Time

Katerina's kids didn't hold back—they dove straight for the snacks and fruit on the table. Eva hesitated, then offered sweetly, "Grandma Milena, want a cookie? I saved my favorite one for you. It's really good." "Eat, eat, eat! That's all you ever do, just like your mom!" Mom snapped, then shot me a nasty glare. "Do you know how long we waited at the airport? You don't even know how to act like a human being!" Katerina jumped in with fake concern. "Mom, don't get so worked up."

She replied with some good questions. “It’s too early to tell if there is to be another war, I knew this would be hard for you due to you dad’s passing in the last one, I would listen to Sapphire if she has advised that there will be then this might be the case and you will be ready. You are strong and powerful in your own right and the goddess always has a plan. I think she might be the only golden wolf; this could be a great thing being very rare or could be bad as some might seek you out for selfish reasons.” I explained as she nodded along with my answers.

Chapter One Hundred and Forty Nine Annabelle _ It was past four o'clock in the afternoon when Nana knocked on my room door and said, “Can I come in?” “Sure, you can.” I recognized her voice and answered her. I was working on my laptop on my bed. Brooklyn was beside me but she was engrossed in her phone. “Is anything the matter?” I asked Nana because she looked very worried as she walked into my room. She always wore a soft grin even when she wasn't in the best of mood so I was alarmed by her facial expression.

"You must be Emily. I’m your Nana." Emily looked at Alex for reassurance, then back at Nana. "Hi, Nana." Nana enveloped Emily in a gentle hug. "Let’s get you inside. I have a special room ready just for you." Inside, the house felt warm and inviting. Nana had prepared a room for Emily with great care. The walls were painted a soft lavender, and the bed was adorned with a quilt that Nana had made herself. Toys and books were neatly arranged on shelves, and a stuffed teddy bear sat waiting on the pillow.

Not even surprised anymore. “Oh hello there, Jen! I’m doing great! Come have a seat.” Nana replied happily. For some reason, my granny really liked Jen. And why wouldn’t she? She’s goofy, bubbly, and a really care-free person, but she can be really emotional and a fool sometimes. But nevertheless, she’s that one girl in school with perfect hourglass who boys swoon over for. We chatted for a bit and Nana left the room a few moments later. Just as my Nana disappeared downstairs, Jen jumped up from the couch and hurried over my closet.

"Trust me, lovelies, I am in no hurry to let you out of my sight, but I really need my sanity. I have nursed you for 6 months lovingly without any reservations. And I trust that Nanny Julie will be good to you, and also, I will be watching over you guys every minute I get. I love you." Ravenna told her babies of barely 7 months, but rumours have it that babies listen to their mothers, and since so much connection has been built over the months, it was time to find herself.

"Nat, you're mine, and the governor's seat will be mine, too. You don't know who your future governor really is, do you? He's a traitorous adoptee who murdered his own father and brother! Someone like him doesn't deserve to inherit my father-in-law's legacy and run Sylora." As soon as he said that, the crowd erupted into whispers. The noise pleased Jonathan. For me, it stirred memories from three years ago—back to the dungeon that was crawling with snakes and insects, my body suspended above filthy water. Blood streamed from my body, staining the sludge beneath me. "Listen, Natasha," Kelsey had sneered. "Doesn't it sound lively out there? Today's my wedding to Jonathan. It's a shame you can'

This goes on for an hour or so before she visibly relaxes and her eyes open, returning to their normal golden color, then fluttering closed. "It will be best for her to stay in for a little bit longer and for you to start training her to handle these episodes as they will become more frequent. Most younglings learn to handle these episodes in school, and, unfortunately for her, she will have to learn as they come. With all due respect, she is a lot like you. Especially, for her episode to be this bad and come on this soon, before her 16th birthday." As much as I hate to admit it, the elder is right, and I feel bad that Naomi is at a disadvantage compared to AJ, who had time to learn how to h

One Hundred Three The Sunday morning sun streamed through the kitchen window, painting stripes of light across the gleaming hardwood floor. Florence, with a smile on her pretty face, hummed happily as she stirred the pancake batter, the scent of cinnamon and butter filling the air. Her eyes, filled with a quiet contentment, glanced at the delicate band glimmering on her left ring finger. It was a symbol of the years they had spent together, a testament to their resilience and their unwavering love.

Bold red marker at the top. NANNY WANTED I blinked, my brain trying to make sense of it. A nanny? Then I read the line underneath, and my breath caught. Pay: Two Million. Advance Payment Available.