Nevaeh Rodriguez の小説・ストーリー

He was speaking quietly with Killian. "You know," Neva said, her voice dropping to a whisper so only Calla could hear, "I don't know what's wrong with me lately." She fussed with the edge of a blanket, not looking at Calla directly. "I might be... you know... bi not lesbian because Mateo is suddenly looking... really, really handsome." Calla hid a small smile. "Life's too short to wonder about these things, Neva. Just shoot your shot." Neva took a deep breath, her cheeks turning pink. She walked over to the small bar area and poured two glasses of red wine. With determined steps, she walked right up to Mateo who now stood by himself as Killian went to pick something up.

“The last thing she asked was if Veronica was here to kill her. And that’s when Raven told her everything.” “No sign of her shifting?” “No. I watched her like a hawk.” I find Neah sitting in the kitchen. Her legs folded up underneath her as she studied a bottle of half drunk juice. She doesn’t respond or even acknowledge me as I take a seat opposite. Her head was clouded with telling herself off. “You’ve never felt jealousy before.” I tell her. “It feels strange right? Having this need to attack someone?” She stops spinning the bottle and her blue eyes flash up at me. “Why?”

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Rhea's Pov Neveah wrinkled her nose, puffing up her cheeks, “That’s not true!” She huffed, her voice gruff and defensive. She jabbed her little finger at Laziel, “You told me if I was scared, I could hold your arm. That’s what I did! Why are you blaming me now?” Before Laziel could say a word, she stuck out her tongue at him in pure mischief. Laziel blinked, then leaned forward, sticking his own tongue out at her, “You’re such a little troublemaker.” He muttered, but there was no bite in his words.

But he tried to hold his ground. “Nevea doesn’t like it when someone claims her.” Raven rejoiced after hearing his own voice not tremble even after suffering under Zach’s heavy gaze. “Really? She has no problem with me claiming her. She is rather happy about it.” Zach’s way of saying it was so smug that Raven wished he could kill Zach. “Maybe she is pretending. She is a good actress.” Raven replied without thinking. He glanced briefly at Nevea, surprised that she did not wake up even with the volume of their voice was loud enough.

' I just laughed at their banter about their daughters, though it made me crave that future. Aura and I have kept contact with Blaine and Lainee through our shared link and I even opened one with Cleo. Once I'd remembered I was able to do it with Jacob, Ryan, and even Cristian, I opened a link with her. She said it had to be some crazy warrior thing, leading me to become more curious with what comes with being a Black Moon member. I haven't confronted Tate yet about my curiosity, only Blaine and Lainee. They told me to ask Tate's mother, who was apparently a keeper for the council and kept all their documents and books. She knew all the history.

I can't show my real self to the world if in return all I get is hurt and cheating. The Rachel that everyone knows or sees, cheerful bubbly, and always makes everyone laugh is nothing but a coward that is too afraid to show her real self to the world. I'm not what others think of me and I don't want to change it. I shook my head trying to remove the painful memories of my past that I want to forget but sadly can't. And that's when I heard the sound of someone sneezing from outside. I thought to ignore thinking maybe it was some pass by but then I again heard the same sound repeatedly. With the teaser in my hand, I open the check, then sneeze badly and why.

Iris was the first to stop talking and greet this fellow individual, but her words made me turn my head too quickly that it made a noise. "Oh, Alec dearest, this is Nevaeh, she is Mason Miller's younger daughter and isn't she just a catch," she said whilst beaming at me and still holding onto my hand on her knees. The mysterious man was non-other than the individual who I thought was handsome whilst looking around for a dance partner. This did indeed surprise me and what was interesting was that he was just staring me and without giving a second glace to his mother. Feeling the tension, I stood up and held my hands out for a handshake when suddenly, he -

Ximena/Angela's POV “Dad?” A beautiful young woman rushed in, stopping abruptly when she saw us. As our eyes met, a spark ignited deep within me. I was frozen, unable to look away, as if an unseen force held me captive. My heart skipped a beat when I realized it was Nevaeh. Tears welled up as I took in how much she had grown. Her close-set amber eyes shone like warm gold, framed by thick lashes that enhanced their allure. Her raven-black hair and flawless, sun-kissed skin completed her breathtaking beauty, making her a captivating young woman, resembling her late beautiful mother, Miss White.

I slammed the door shut on my way out of his room, quickly ran down stairs and slammed his front door shut. I needed a break, everything was still raw and fresh. Her death was since three months ago, but still I could hear Ruby's accusatory voice as she screamed that she never wanted Maeve to come for my party, she never even wanted her to be associated with a demon spawn like me.