Novelas y relatos de Once Upon A Time

Near midnight, Carmilla sent a flood of new photos—hundreds of flight records showing Mario's secret trips to see her, and more of them in bed together, intimately entangled. The most painful part was one particular date—yesterday. Our wedding anniversary. Carmilla: [Dear sister, I'm coming home tomorrow. I just can't stop missing Mario.] I laughed bitterly, saved the photos, blocked her number, and lay awake till dawn. The fortune-teller had been wrong. Mario hadn't fallen in love with someone else in the seventh year of our marriage. He had loved her long before that.

“They’re our only chance to save the queen. They hold the power we need to save Queen Kimalissa from the poison she’s been given.” Caelan’s expression softens, though a trace of humor still lingers in his gaze. “I don’t know how to tell you this, Akin, so I’m just going to say it,” he says before taking a deep breath. “Bright Waters is a myth. It’s just a story used to lure greedy foreigners into the heart of Oceana where they’re met with swift justice from the Oceanans. It’s not a place any living soul has ever reached because it doesn’t exist.”

"But thank you." He smiles, but it's not a flirty expression. It's a mixture of concern and, I think, genuine happiness. "I told you I'm a savior of princesses and damsels in distress, didn't I?" Willow stirs in her sleep, jolting me back to the present. With her pale gold hair that she got from Keith, she can actually be taken for Damien's daughter. I laugh bitterly at this irony. There's a soft rap at the door. When I don't answer immediately, the rap at the door gets louder.

Even though he didn't have to go calling him in respectful terms the other ordinary wolves needed to call him with, he still did his part to respect the hierarchy set before them. "Kane," Zane said, his voice low. Baritone male, deep and heavily British accented voice, a voice that was the vocalization of smooth silk. "Yes, brother. I have news." "Speak." Zane said, then threw his cloak back on. "Well, tonight is a full moon." "Much like any other?" Zane asked, turning fully to Kane. His blood red eyes thinned a little. "No, brother. Your wolf will be taken tonight." Kane said, his voice small, as if he hated to break it to Zane.

It’s the only day of the week that no one and nothing bothers me with some inane bullshit about one wolf accidentally crossing into the territory of another wolf. I take my time to dress and get ready for the day. I’ve started to explore the castle on Sundays. I’ve found dozens of hidden little passages and rooms during my exploration, places that the Lycans don’t even know exist or simply forgot existed after living lives that are just too damn long.

I think this is the first time that I actually fell in love. “Oh, amazing.” It feels to know that there's nothing in between the both of you that could break you up. “You know, it would always be right for me to find something that other people found very easily.” I was the cursed Luna, the girl with a crescent moon on a very forehead. “I was that same girl that was shunned, how did I get to this part where I don't even remember my former curse, where I'm enjoying the necessities of things that I thought that I wasn't hoping now that I'm enjoying it.”

she explained to him, "we tried to get the cause of the sudden deaths of our father and the palace maid but we were captured by her." "Her?" Justus snorted, sitting on his throne while Sebastian waged war on the royal soldiers, "you mean the cause is a woman?" "Yes," Aurora answered, "she is a witch, a very powerful one and wherever she took us to, time goes a lot more strangely there. We barely spent three days out there and it's been a year." Justus chuckled, "I believe you." "Look at us," she demanded, "look at our clothes. Aren't these the clothes we left in? Look at the sandals on our feet, do they look any different from what we wore when we left?"

It was one of those once-a-month occasions when the entire family gathered and pretended to be a family, or something along those lines. Only if they knew how much she despised it. Anne opened the door for her and she entered; it appeared that everyone had already arrived; it was only she who had not.

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

Astra grabbed the cup of coffee the waiter had just placed beside her on the table and sipped it gently after stirring it with the spoon beside. "You still don't like sugar? " Stephanie asked her while placing some cubes into her own cup. Astra smiled and said nothing to Stephanie. "Uhmm! this apple pie always tastes like heaven. " Stephanie declared while devouring the apple pie. "The delicacies here are meant for our taste buds, my dear friend. " Astra replied. Stephanie nodded in approval. "I needed this breakfast more than I needed anything. I missed it," said Stephanie. "It was always cheese, fish, and some dumb veggies for breakfast throughout our honeymoon. I couldn't complain but