Novelas y relatos de Once Upon A Time

Elena’s POV Today must be the most chaotic day of my life. I had to rise by 6 AM this morning to review the party hall arrangements with my mother, Eloisa, and her event planner. After that, we visited the spa, then the salon, and finally the mall, including a stop at the jewelry store. Now, I find myself confined to one of the hotel rooms where the party will occur, dressed in my bathrobe with my makeup completed, just a few hours before the grand event.

I bet all of them are already close and yet, I'm the lonely new girl there. After a couple of hours staring blankly, I finally lay down my bed, slowly closed my eyes and instantly felt asleep... I woke up due to someone's knocking on my door, I asked with closed eyes, "Mom, what is it...?" My mom continued to knock as she politely said, "Megumi, Wake up! you have a concert to attend, right?" "What concert...?" I replied half-asleep "Ahh, The Imperials, it's the band you've been dying to see, right?"

Once Dimitri left heading to the springs I decided to study the map a little more. After closer inspection I noticed that there seemed to be more faery realms than fairy. Which is a little confusing to me. How do the fairies outrank us in this war if we have more realms than they do. Hence more faeries to fight? I know that my father had ordered for the kidnapping and experimenting on faeries and Dimitri said after a time it became noticed that faeries were missing. But how on earth were we still being outranked?

She had to do the same and so she did . As Cynthia touched the crown she reached an unknown place , it was a castle .There was a kind of meeting going on there . Hundreds of unusual creatures stood there .Few of them looked human but the weren't they had an unusual glow and shined bright . In the centre was a throne and two ladies stood in front of fit .One of them was extremely beautiful . She looked like Cynthia they were almost alike , at first Cynthia thought it was her but it wasn't they both weren't identical . She wore a white gown and jewellery made of white pearls , she was lying down on her knews crying .She was wearing the exactly same crown Cynthia saw in the previous room . On t

Hunter - of course it is silly Josh - forgive my manners, I'm Josh Grimshaw Zoey - we already know that Zoey has added Chirag to the group chat Chirag - where am I? Am I in heaven? Hunter - shut up Zoey changed the name of the group chat to Sherlock Holmes, Nancy Drew, Harry Potter and Frankenstein Chirag - looks like a big bunch of heathens Josh - who's Frankenstein!!? Chirag - Zoey must be Nancy Drew then because I read in the book that Nancy Drew is a female Zoey - how'd you guess? Hunter - it's quite obvious Hunter typed and strayed a bit into the road. Josh yanked his arm just as a passing motorist does past, yelling obscenities after them.

Alesha's brisk walk through the moonlit forest suddenly came to a halt when she stumbled upon a sight that sent a jolt through her senses. In the dappled moonlight, she discovered an unconscious figure lying amidst the underbrush, a woman covered in wounds and the telltale scent of blood lingering in the air. As Alesha drew closer, she recognized the familiar features of Carla, the former Luna of the Blue Moon Pack.

She wiped it fast. "Thank you," she said. "For not running." "Running? Girl, I've been waiting for you to trust me with this for weeks. I knew something was going on. I just didn't know it was this insane." Luna shook her head slowly. "Two mates. Kings. A three-hundred-year-old curse. A conspiracy inside the castle. And your father in the middle of it all. Aria, this is the kind of thing they write books about." "I'd rather just live it than read about it."

[Ona] The kingdom is dark. The shield blocking us from the solar rays of our sun is in place, casting our entire nation into forced night. Up here, both night and day are an illusion, time not having the same meaning when you can see your sun out every window. I have too much on my mind to sleep, and so, like most nights, I am alone in the control room looking for my daughter, Ursa.

Eloise I woke up with a heavy headache, I had barely slept, the sound of car horns blaring outside. I blinked, my vision slowly clearing, taking in the unfamiliar surroundings. This wasn’t Ava's apartment. I gasped. I sniffed the white sheets that smelled faintly of oud and something else I couldn’t place. I tried to sit up, my muscles protesting as I propped myself up on an elbow. As I scanned the room, my eyes settled on a small, curious detail on the chair across from the bed—a dark, sleek watch, the kind that looked both impossibly expensive laying there.

"What the hell is going on? I don't know either." "Mahira, you must remember something, right? Can you explain everything to me? I really don't remember anything. I didn't go straight home last night because I was invited by my office friends to a bar to celebrate one of our friend's birthdays. I remember that I had a drink there, but after that, I don't remember anything anymore other than I felt calm that night," Adam explained. Adam's face was no less panicked. I could catch the honesty in Adam's eyes. I was sure Adam hadn't done this on purpose. But is it really true that he doesn't remember anything about what we did together last night?