Santana Or Else Forget About It Novels & Stories

Sane was certain that his was bright red as well because he was never used to singing in front of someone. “Do you remember when we used to sing? Sha-la-la, la-la, la-la, la-la, la-la tee-da Just like that Sha-la-la, la-la, la-la, la-la, la-la tee-da, la-tee-da…” “So hard to find my way Now that I'm all on my own I saw you just the other day My, how you have grown Cast my memory back there, Lord Sometimes I'm overcome thinking 'bout it Making love in the green grass

Maxwell takes the floor again: "James, you will now be Hector Miles, Miss's faithful butler..." Maxwell looks debauchedly at Mariana. "Elena Alberts." Isabella cracks a smile. "And of course, in order to assume their new identities, the old ones must be... Eliminated." Mariana pales: "What do you mean by that?" "Honey, isn't it obvious? For Hector and Elena to be born, James and Mariana must die."

"I know you weren't taking birth control. That's just how strong a first love can be. I've been gone for five years, but I can still make Samuel do whatever I say!” "Oh, and your phone? I've deleted almost everything and messed with some important stuff.” "What do you think Samuel will do when he finds out his important medicine got messed up because of you? Do you think he'll hate you more?” "And your baby? It's gone. However, it wasn't anything special anyway.” "Do you really think having a baby will make you Mrs. Ferguson for real? That's just wishful thinking!" Each word felt like a sharp jab to Tania's heart.

A cold, vicious thing that reminded me of a snake about to strike. "You think you can play in the big leagues? You think you can claim a man like Santos De Luca? Please." She flicked her hair over her shoulder dismissively. "You couldn't even keep Austin interested, and he's just a future Beta. Santos would chew you up and spit you out before breakfast." Something inside me snapped. I stepped forward, and Bianca actually flinched. Good. She should.

"Bullsh*t, huh? Do we have to call Cynthia to come here for clarification?" Upon hearing Santiago's words, Flynt suddenly fell silent, thinking, "Cynthia again? God d*mn it! Is Santiago intending to use my d*mned sister to hold me down forever?"

"Minerva Chrysalis. You will never grow as long as you were under Santi's protection. Remember that." Santi closed his eyes and tried to put it on the back of his head. Hah. How annoying.

Shatter them into nothing until there was nothing left of her but dust. I wanted to ruin her. “Trouble in your fucked-up thought process?” Santos’s voice pulled me back to the present, and I realized I had forgotten he was still there. His brow was arched, an expression that always managed to irritate me. My tone turned cold. “I’m not in the mood for this, Santos. If you have nothing else to say, get out of my study.” His expression grew serious suddenly, all humor gone. “Another shipment has gone missing.”

"Don't be. It was a lifetime ago. But the only man left to steer me—Eduardo—barely knows I'm breathing unless I'm making a mess." "I see the pattern now. The rebellion makes sense." I looked at him, confused, then remembered I was supposed to be Camila. Camila was the train wreck. I was just the ghost in her skin. "We cope how we can. But why did you roll over? Why didn't you burn the club down?" Santiago’s eyes turned cold. "We can't all play at being free, Lanka." He used my name like a warning shot. The conversation was dead. He’d hit a wall and I wasn't allowed to climb it. Before I could push, Lorenzo stumbled toward us, announcing that the feast was served.

I questioned sardonically. Irvin didn't answer. However, I could tell from his expression that what I said was true. "Stop dreaming, Irvin! I don't have amnesia! And even if I do, I still won't love you if I get my memories back! Look at everything you've done to me, for goodness sake! How can you possibly think I'll still love you after everything that's happened! How stupid do you think I am!" I shouted. Irvin's gaze became gloomy when I brought up his past wrongs.

The place was so silent that her footsteps could be heard. Sad memories of how she, Mama Samantha, and Gio used to go to church every Sunday flood back. The happiness, the joy of having a family, the peace of being extremely poor but happy was all she remembered. Warm tears flowed down her left eye to the corner of her lips. "Nothing lasts forever" She remembered Mama Samantha's last words. Truly nothing lasts forever on this earth, but even pain. Weeks ago, Alita was at the edge of breaking and begging her late parents and Mama Samantha to guard her soul to an eternal end. The kind of end where she would feel no more pains, the kind of end she would 'Remember to forget' what pain feels like