Rio 3 Mga Nobela at Kwento

"I've never wanted anything for you but your happiness. Please grant me this." His head drops and Derrick places his arms around my brother. My goodbyes are quick after that. Now I'm fully dressed and flying on a crazy female dragon with a death wish. She's breaking all the rules of the realm with no care that the U.S. military might shoot us down. "Hold on," she yells into my head. A fighter plane comes out of nowhere as Roxy, as she asked me to call her, rolls to her side and takes us between two tall buildings. "We're doing this all the way to Arizona?" I question softly into her mind because her yelling has given me a headache.

As soon as Astrid had reached the window to look at the two who jumped down the two story manor, they were gone. It turned out that there was a truck waiting below to catch them. Serena had turned one way to shoot Eden and Elijah had turned the other way to shoot the glass window. And Rhys turned to shoot Aiden from behind him as he was a threat.

Alpha Star and Star One sat in the dark basement in front of the laptop. “I sent the voice clippings to MRO.” said Star One. “Good. They’ll like that,” Alpha Star said. “Yes. And I’ve heard a new organization has cropped up. They call themselves SRO. Kinda like an anti-MRO programme.” “SRO? What does that stand for?” “No idea.” “Hmm...” Alpha star said absentmindedly. “Listen... don't you think this is all–”

"Sweetheart, I just want to make sure that you are okay." "Well, now, you see that I'm okay. Can you go?" He looked at me and squinted his eyes, "Are you pushing me away?" "Oh, no!" I shook my head. "No, that's not what I meant. This is about Zhairo, you know, you looked like Dion and Zhairo hates Dion because he broke his promise." "But I'm not Dion." I sighed. Yea, he's not Dion. Francis confirmed that Dion was alive and he wasn't Gin. Now, the frustration was coming back to me again. Oh, what should I do?

“Give me her whereabout and you're free to go. Alive.” “As you can see, blocker.” Rio grinned and stretched out his arms, sneering. “I only brought the ax, the clothes and the robe I wore. Besides, how could you expect me to know what you're talking to me about?” “Wolvire,” his enemy spoke a name angrily. “You know very well what it is, damn human! Give it me the information or you will die!” “I don't want to die.” Rio grinned again, his expression pale and strange under the blue moonlight. “I must add I'm sorry. I don't have anything information you talk about. Just go to hell!”

She turned with a huff, heels echoed on the hallway until she was gone. Unphased, Rio slammed the door shut and walked towards the fridge by the kitchen, pulling out a beer bottle. I remained standing on the side of the door, staring at his bare upper body, particularly eying the ‘a vida é Bela’ ink on his chest with the small fucking mockingbird above it. Just like Viviana’s description. Down to the birthmark on his hip and the serpent ink on his right arm. “She told you,” Rio broke the thick silence looming over us, leaning on the breakfast bar. His gray eyes throw daggered glare to where I am.

Uncle Rio stood at the far end, arms crossed, mouth in a familiar flat line of focus. “You made it,” he said when we approached. “Did you sleep?” I nodded. “Eventually.” He eyed me, then glanced at the others. “They didn’t let you, did they?” “Nope.” Rio smirked. “Good. Keeps you sharp.” He waved a hand toward the benches. “Warm up. Stay loose. You’re match three.” “Match three?” Lily squeaked from behind us. “Who’s match one?!” “Luca and Mari.” “Oh,” Lily said. “So we’re starting with dramatic chaos.”

Sam said as she locked eyes with Rafael and his bag dropped from his hand as he looked at her. “Shit, here we go again,” Leon said as his eyes locked with Tiffany’s and I had to stop myself from laughing out loud as Regen walked towards Kiara and she held her hand out to stop him. “Easy, tiger, I don’t even know your name,” she said to him. Three imprintings happened on my porch in a matter of seconds. I didn’t think Blaise was telling me everything I needed to know and I planned on having a real heart to heart talk with him over this bullshit. He was quiet in my head and ignoring me.

I grabbed the bag with Aria's ice cream as I closed the door, holding her lifted hand in mine. I moved over to the trunk closing it, my gaze landing on Spain who held all six bags, three in each hand. "Good afternoon," Aria greeted Spain and he smiled returning the greeting. "The snow is thick over there," he informed me and I quickly lifted Aria into my arms as we began walking towards the house. "Aria this is Spain," I introduced allowing her to put a face on the name that always popped up in our conversations as she rested her head against my shoulder.

Then landing in front of the cave where he lived, Aranjo jumped down from the Griffin's back and saw the scenery in front of her. The atmosphere here is very different, this place is not the same as the fog forest. The trees here are green with colorful flowers and there is a small river along the eye view containing very clear water. "Is this still part of the fog forest?" asked Aranjo. 'Yes!' Aranjo ran towards the river, with both hands taking water and washing her face. Very fresh, Aranjo can also clearly see the fish swimming in it. Aranjo ran around happily and then approached Griffin.