Novia Fugitiva Novels & Stories

The name scrawled across the page was Seraphina Mirov. “She’s not one of ours,” Amara said. “She used to be,” Luca replied. “Exiled assassin from the Monaco cell. She disappeared five years ago — resurfaced under the Veil’s mark.” Amara’s jaw tightened. “And you think she has Alma.” “I think she’ll lead us to whoever does.” The silence stretched, heavy as the fog crawling over the sea. Finally, Amara said, “Where?” Luca looked at her — really looked at her, like he was memorizing her edges before the world tried to cut them apart again. “Prague. She’s been sighted twice near the old cathedral.”

Noah nodded his head. "My uncle is a bad person. He caught a lot of people ah no, but everyone in Arica city. Xeva and I managed to escape and we want to find something that can beat my uncle to free them all." Noah clenched his fists when he said that. He really wanted to kill his crazy uncle. "Arica City? Your uncle caught everyone there and locked him up? Was your uncle Amrodan?" asked the old man in surprise. Noah was also surprised, "How do you know?" he asked curiously.

-Love always, Momma, Scarlett The tears fall freely down my face. This was the very last entry of the journal. I know that Luka was born February 21st. We celebrated his 17th birthday this year together. “Oh, what a fool!” I screamed out. I was sobbing now. For not only Scarlett and myself, but for the sweet baby that was growing inside of me. I know that as soon as this baby is born, Carlos will rip them away. Over my dead body he will get away with what he has done. This journal is not done yet, Ameila’s story will not end here. I pull out a pen and begin to write on the next empty page. In the unlikely chance I get out of here. This will help me nail that asshat to the wall. Or in the mo

Boston Mass. 2019 “Abigail Davidson” Ornias said, he had been talking the entire trip but Daniel was not paying attention, his mind was elsewhere. “That’s our target. She is single, 37 lives alone, had a set of twins at 14, the result of rape. Oh, this is interesting,” he said burying his face in the mini version of the Book of the Damned. “You know her daughter, you have scene her in passing Danny”

But she and her mother should have the decency of keeping their heads low and looking remorseful after what happened to Freya; they were quite happy, it's obvious that they had forgotten about Freya too quickly. The night Sofia became my new bride. I left her behind. I lied about something urgent coming up. It was a way to get away from her. I and Gabriel left for Modan and the people we asked mentioned not seeing anyone like Freya. We set out to the slave harbour although in disguise. I didn't want to cause any trouble, it was easy for us to blend in after bribing one of the slave traders who gave us similar clothing to theirs. I asked around for Freya, but they all said they hadn't heard o

He didn’t say anything until the movie ended, and the cast credits appeared on the screen. “Nova?” Ciara called. “Live happily, Ciara.” “But—” “If you manage to escape, I will find you.” She gazed at his face, and he met her gaze. Then he smiled, squeezed her hand, and let it go. “Good night.” That was the last night they spent together. And that ‘good night’ became his last farewell to her. * On that day, after Ciara successfully escaped from the Blood Dawn headquarters, she waited and waited. But Nova never appeared.

Caesar shifted into his wolf form and tore through the night, running full speed toward the villa. By the time he arrived, the place was already swallowed by flames. His eyes burned red. "Where's Rena?!" The servants trembled under his Alpha aura, their voices shaking. "We… we don't know." Their words said one thing, but their eyes flickered toward the fire. Rage surged through Caesar. He grabbed one by the collar and threw him aside. His expression darkened, monstrous. "Then tell me—how did this fire start? Did anyone see the Luna come out?!"

Camila stood on the balcony staring out into the cloudless sky, they were going home and there wasn’t any part of her that wanted to leave and go back home. She wanted to live her life swimming with the dolphins and climbing mountains but Roman had work, he had to get back to. Her suggestion that they relocated didn’t really get any approval so there she was staring with a sour face hoping that Roman would change his mind. She heard his footsteps coming towards her and his perfume filled her nose as he leaned against the railing staring into the sky too.

Immediately after, he placed those soaking-wet fingers right onto his own tongue, locking his eyes directly onto mine as he sucked them clean with pure appetite. Yes... the biggest, most problematic glitch in the entire system was exactly this: Nova, the cybersecurity prodigy who had spent her entire life viewing men as nothing more than a redundant expenditure of calories, was long gone. In her place was a girl who had completely lost her mind, actively becoming the first one to frantically claw at his swim shorts to strip them off! Watching with absolute pleasure and supreme dominance as I practically drove myself crazy making small bounces in his lap, Matteo fiercely buried his mouth back

“Do you mind leaving me for a while? I need to get cleaned up.” Novia bowed her head in acknowledgement and left Adalia to drown alone in her quagmire. ***