Novel Lara Cintaku Novels & Stories

" They left a hook for the next ones! I saw on F******k people commenting that it was weak this time and that the director didn't follow up on the previous one. I hate to receive spoilers, but I got some without wanting to. You know when you read a little bit and you know you should skip it so you don't get a spoiler, but you still go there and read it? Well, I did that, and I confess that I liked it. Now the next one will be out next year. She wiped her hair and put the bowl away, and as they headed for the living room, Lara came in. " Hello, how are you? I heard about you and came to meet you, I'm Lara.” The girl was about nineteen years old. She was about Clara's height, brunette, black,

“See? That’s exactly what I’m talking about. There’s not another dragon, probably not another supe, who would have said something like that except you, Iniko. “What can I say, Raina? I’m just that awesome,” I say. “Yes, you are! I’m glad you’re related to me. It makes me feel better about myself,” she says. I laugh. “As if you’re not amazing in your own right. You’re an incredible dragon. Look at how you manipulate the elements.” “That’s genetics and birthright. You’re a kind, gentle soul because it’s who you are, Iniko,” she says. “Whatever. Did you want to go against me in air class again tomorrow?” I ask, grinning.

she confessed. “This can’t be true…” I shook my head in disbelief. All of these seem fabricated fictional stories! Lara's eyes gleamed with a twisted satisfaction as she continued her unsettling narrative. "It's true, Liana. After my father was cast out, I was left to fend for myself. While you lived in luxury, I struggled to find my next meal," she spat, her tone dripping with bitterness. My heart clenched with guilt as I listened to her. "I had no idea about any of this, Lara. Then why am I being held captive here?”

he bowed his head and got out. *************** Lara's POV I finished my coffee and bid bye from my liitle sis... omg ...I should not call her that... mmhmm.... ....from maggie and closed the door. I have to arrive soon at that devil's mansion otherwise... no,I can't even think of the outcome.. When I was in my deep thoughts some suited men's cuffed my hands and pulled me to the black lamborghini car...wait I am familiar with that car. "Aahhh.!!.what the hell??....leave me..what is wrong with you guys??.....oh george, why are you here again..??"

I nodded, wiping my tears. "Wait, Lyrica..." Marco gently held my arm. "Here, Nanay Lucing insisted I give this to you. She said she’d be upset if you didn’t take it." He handed me a small white envelope, and I immediately knew what it contained. "Just take it, Lyrica. It’s her gift," Wren said. Reluctantly, I accepted it. "Thank you, Marco. Please thank Nanay Lucing and your family for me as well." Marco hugged me. "Take care of yourself, Lyrica. I promise to follow you to Manila once I graduate. Don’t forget about us."

* Liara was having a hard time controlling her pain even after taking a lot of tablets. “Aaaaaaaaa,” She cried in pain, grabbing the bedsheet and her hand releasing green fire. * “Do you think he is interested in Lee because she is the cousin of werewolf King?” . #TBC

Xara told as Lorenzo wiped the floor and picked up the cup. I think that bitch is up to something, she's never nice to me, never. Mental note to myself does not eat or drink anything from her now I am in my condition. Xara thought to herself. She sat on her bed as she returned a call she had missed. “Hello?" She said. “Xara..." The voice trailed off. She would recognise that voice, anywhere and anytime. It's the voice she had wanted to hear from year's back and months ago, but now it was too late. She was already having Kai's child.

She said to her empty room. She closed her eyes and said a silent prayer and continued her work only this time she didn’t hear any voice any more. Stella and Aaron. Lara is not just a name, Lara significed evil, death, torture, Pain. Lara was worst than a devil, any demon, any fend, any ghoul. Lara was the worst of them all. She was a diffrent kind of ghoul, She stood in dimlight in the room with paintings, writing her name with black paint on the white board. Every letter she wrote, She wrote it with hatred, She wrote it with anger.

Their lenience has made her more evil and now her wrongdoings needed to be dealt with urgently. “Maybe your curses clash and fall upon you as you will now rot in this hell,” Sara said, chuckling. “What do you think you can live happily putting me in jail? I have always taken away from you, which was dear to you. You know your dearest husband who was so in love with you and didn’t want to marry me. I was the one who killed him. Now you can only live your life feeling lonely. I would never let you live happily, Sara. I will ruin everything just as I did before. You can’t beat me ever.” Lara was saying and the officers come inside and pull her away.

She picked up her phone, a sign that the conversation was over. I gripped the folder tightly then turned to leave. Lara walked beside me with relaxed steps. When we left Ms. Brennan's room, she whispered softly just for me. "You won't last long here, Reyna. I'll make sure of that." I stopped walking then looked at her. "Why are you doing this? What do you actually want?" Lara smiled sweetly. "I just want to make sure a cunning woman like you gets what you deserve." "I never did anything to you," I said softly full of emotion.