Novelas y relatos de Romancing Minthara

"Even though Lina couldn't come, there are so many contestants in the drama club, so there's no need for an outsider to replace her." "Stop dreaming, just like you, want to be a princess!" "..." Seeing that the people were about to quarrel, Ruby couldn't help but scream: "Everyone be quiet, don't be noisy, if you have time, don't say a few sentences." Ruby's words were quite helpful, although everyone was very unhappy but nothing happened. Seeing that, Ruby approached Mina, "Mina, don't cry and think of a way to solve the problem." Mina is a white lotus and Ruby doesn't like her either.

at the end of the day. She would respond with a curt, formal nod, her veil hiding any expression, but I sensed a shift, a slight lessening of the tension in her shoulders. One afternoon, as Ismene rested, I found Mitha standing by a window, her gaze fixed on the training grounds below. “They fight with honor,” she said, her voice a low, raspy sound, like stones grinding together. “They do,” I agreed, standing beside her. “It must be strange for you. In the Underworld, you are one of many. Here, you are the only one.”

] I just pocketed my phone when a voice, both familiar and pretentious, rang out: "Welcome, everyone, to the wedding of Sebastian and me." I turned to see Sebastian, sharp in a tailored suit, standing by Rosa in her bridal gown, playing the perfect hosts. They stood before a rainbow archway, their oversized wedding portraits smiling down. Catching sight of me, Rosa rose on her toes and planted a kiss on Sebastian. The crowd erupted in whistles and cheers, and Sebastian, a bit sheepish, dabbed at his mouth. He glanced up without thinking, and our eyes locked in an unexpected standoff. Sebastian, caught off guard, shoved Rosa aside, his awkwardness bordering on comical.

Leaning down, he offered his hand to bring her up. Rose looked at the offered hand longingly, debating if she should follow the rules or just have fun… as the boy started to wiggle his fingers she grasped his hand and jumped up onto the side of the fence panel. The ladies were all so engrossed in ogling the soldiers and their muscles that no one noticed her for once and she could at last have some real fun! Giving the boy her attention, Rose introduced herself; “thank you for helping me get a better view young sir, I do love watching! My name is Rose Duncaster, heiress to this manor.”

VIDA The wedding was over including the reception,I had a long day.The drive from the reception to whatever house was boring.I and Kingston did not talk to each other and it was great.I feel like giving him a slap for kissing me passionately at the church.We got to a house or a mansion.It was painted with purple and it was beautiful.More beautiful than my home.The purple reminded me of Kingston's love for purple and it made me stare at him.Why did he have to hurt me.He destroyed us .He destroyed me..

I placed my bag on a table and was about to enter the kitchen when I saw someone enter the mansion. I stopped walking when I saw her grazed the whole mansion in her most elegance and intimidating aura. In just wearing a simple designer clothes — a red fancy dress that hugged her body tightly giving emphasize in her curves, a Louise Vuitton bag, her expensive jewelry. She looks like a princess that can rule your whole life while standing there, looking around the living room. Her milky skin is dazzling, smooth, and slender. Her hair is in a clean ponytail that emphasize her heart shaped face. She’s almost perfect. I just don’t know if it’s a good attitude. Because I know most beautiful people

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Every floor has its own unique elegance, the top floor being the most extravagant–the entire top suite is an arboretum that doubles as one of the largest temples to the Moon Goddess. My heart is heavy with grief and joy. I wish Anise was here to see this, that she was here to watch her daughter walk down the aisle alongside her mate, Lysander. They were still so young… “Minty?” Harlem tries again to get my attention, placing his free hand on my shoulder, his large brown eyes lined with concern as he brushes one of my silver locks behind my ear with a gentle touch. “It’s nothing,” I grin in what I hope is a reassuring way. “I’m just…happy and, well...”

Lilith shared what she heard from the other maids in the harem. "Impossible" Mina fumed with anger when she heard this. She threw a vase at a mirror, breaking it into pieces. Mina looked at herself in the pieces of mirror that are scattered all around the floor now. Mina is beautiful with porcelain skin and delicate features and an hourglass figure. Her tall frame with long legs is a dream to most WERE men. Every man in the kingdom is salivating after her, but she is fixated on Eros. When he didn't show signs of accepting her, he approached the royal mother to ask for her help. That's how she became the future mate of the king.