Renfield Fanfiction Mga Nobela at Kwento

"Just the fact that she always finds an excuse to flee the room whenever am there." "Pfft, I don't think that's the reason at all." Rella jerkily tuck her hair behind her ear. Maybe it wouldn't hurt to try and get along with him for Cindy's sake. Stefan nostrils flared all of a sudden thinking about Cindy's twin. He'd only met her once but she already got on his nerves, he couldn't get the look of contempt she gave him like he was the scum of the earth out of his mind when it was her family leeching off of him and his fortune. Stefan couldn't wait to get the wedding over and done with so he could move to more pressing matters.

I'd hate if that was the case, so instead I bang on the door, shouting Dorian's name. I wasn't waiting long before I heard footsteps approaching and the lock clicked open, the alpha himself walking into the room as I took a step back. "you can't just lock me away and pretend that I don't exist!" I scream at him right away, not giving him a chance to speak. "I will not be your prisoner!" He growls, taking a threatening step towards me. "Do not use that tone with me Riven." "I will use any tone that I like, you don't control me Dorian, I am either your mate or I'm not. I won't be subjected to this!" I argue, crossing my arms.

"Reid, that's enough. You're not 25 anymore. Don't push your luck just because I've always been soft on you." She yanked her silk scarf loose in irritation, and the open collar of her blouse exposed hickeys scattered across her collarbone, overlapping and unmistakable. She didn't even bother trying to hide them. That was Maren all right. She would tell me she loved me in one breath and make sure I suffered in the next. I'd had my suspicions about someone else for roughly a month. Maren, who never lowered herself for anyone, had gotten into a full-blown fistfight at a nightclub over some aging nightclub host.

Renna's POV. I lay sprawled across his chest, his arm loosely draped around me, and his fingers tracing idle patterns on my shoulder. His heartbeat was steady beneath my ear... nothing like the rush that had carried us here. For a long time, I said nothing. It felt safer that way. If I spoke, I was afraid the spell would break. But the thought was already there, whispering. He’s married... It didn't seem to click to me until we'd done what we did.

The roses, tulips, and the beautiful fountain sought her attention. “Will you enter or not?” Vincenzo asked in his usual impersonal voice. Rachel nodded twice and followed the mafia. ‘This is the call against you. Vincenzo Siemens, I will make you suffer every bit I cried while leaving Andrew.’ Rachel swore and entered the mansion behind him. Diana was waiting for her child since she couldn’t get to spend much time with him. She ran to Vincenzo, hugged him, and patted his back to showcase her love.

"Really? Is that what you think happened?" "It's a metaphor," Elion lied. "For the adrenaline." "Uh-huh. And this one? 'Anomaly 16: The Eggs. Exact replication of childhood memory. Memory implantation?'" Kieran flipped a page. The sound of the paper tearing slightly was deafening in the quiet room. "And my personal favorite," Kieran read. "'Hypothesis 9: He pays for the miracles with his own life force. He is fading.'" Kieran closed the book. He tapped it against his chin.

His arm squeezed me a bit tighter as I stared at Alecia hoping Vladimir would agree to our girls- night-out plans. "And Rianna can come back whenever she wants to." Alecia pulled her hand from my arm and excitedly clapped. "Thank you. Thank you. Thank you", But then her frown was back and I knew she was about to be all sad and sentimental again. "Promise me you will take care of her , Vladimir. Little Rianna here has had it rough, crying herself to sleep almost every night when you...ouch!" I kicked her beneath the table, not wanting her to reveal my weakness to this powerfully strong man behind me.

But Alpha Nick didn’t let go. His jaw tightened, brows furrowed, and a flicker of something unreadable passed through his usually cold eyes. I struggled but couldn’t shake him off. Time seemed to freeze. I could feel something—an emotional pulse through the mate bond—but I couldn’t make sense of it. “Wendy! What are you doing!” A sudden female voice shattered the silence. I turned toward the door—and there stood Rina. She glared at me with undisguised jealousy, and I leaned in closer to Alpha Nick on purpose. “What do you think we’re doing?”

"That." Riana couldn't answer properly, she was shaking violently. "How dare you, Riana! You know I hate it when people touch my phone!" Reynald was very upset to see his phone in Riana's hands. On the other hand, Reynald was afraid that if Riana found out that he was starting to be interested in other women, she would be furious with him. "I know, it's just that every time I see you holding a cell phone, you always smile to yourself like that makes me suspicious," Riana said quietly, a tightness in her chest.

The sound of leather shoes on the tiled floor suddenly echoed, immediately catching the attention of the two beautiful girls. “Foster Dad!” Fiona exclaimed, delighted to see Ralph back early. Ralph walked towards Fiona, reaching out to gently touch her hair. Unlike usual, he didn't ask about Fiona's well-being but looked at Ernesta and said, “Do you study programming languages too?” Ernesta looked up, evaluating her foster father. As the male lead of this world, Ralph's appearance was impeccable. He had golden hair, shining like silk, neatly trimmed, revealing his perfectly sculpted face. His blue eyes, deep like the ocean, reflected intelligence, sharpness, and a hint of mystery. His body w