Novel & Cerita Selena Quintanilla Young

Although they screamed and cursed, they didn’t dare to make any move because they knew they couldn’t afford to mess with the people at the door. Soon, the bar was empty, leaving only the baristas, who all gathered in the middle of the hall. While they were holding their heads and squatting on the ground, they had no idea what was happening. Meanwhile, Selena was in this bar too, drunk as a skunk. Her two boys had died as soon as they were born on this day four years ago, and that became the darkest day of her life. She had no way of happily celebrating this day, so she deliberately postponed her daughter’s birthday to a week later. Every year, on this day, she would indulge in her grief sham

I followed him but soon stopped halfway. “ Wait” I said to David And then I heard Selena sighed, "Finally," holding the signed restraining order in her hand. "Is he really your fiance?" one of the girls asked Selena. I turned around to see Selena shaked her head, "No, He isn't," “ Can you hear that?” David whispered to me. "Oh Okay, I'm Vera Santos. my friend is….." one of the girls were saying. " You mean Vera Santos?" Selena interrupted.

With my heart pounding only one name— Selena.

Selena. Standing on a bright stage, cameras flashing, her signature dazzling smile lighting up the entire room. She had just been named the youngest top model of the year. Julian had been there too—not as an honored guest, not as one of the powerful figures shaking hands with her—but as a mere assistant to the photographer covering the event. Back then, he was just another nameless face in the crowd, watching her from behind the lens. She had been untouchable. A goddess in human form.

"How do you know about that? Wait… are you…?" "Yes, Adrian," she said, her voice dripping with a perverse satisfaction. "I am S.Q. Selena Quinn. I was your secret admirer, stalker during college. I heard you were trying to investigate it, but clearly, you failed. Let's just say I was obsessed with you back then, so I didn't want any girl getting close to you. I couldn't approach you myself because I was too shy at the time," she giggled. I stared at her, speechless, my mind reeling.

The outcome of this delicate endeavor remained uncertain, but one thing was clear, the fate of Selena rested in the hands of a young girl who held a connection to powers beyond their comprehension. Lavinia closed her eyes, her small hand hovering above Selena's body. Concentration etched across her young features, she tapped into the depths of her latent abilities. The air in the room seemed to hum with a faint, otherworldly energy, as if acknowledging the extraordinary nature of the task at hand.

Suddenly, an image of Selena in the black sequined dress she wore for the dinner flashed in my head and I stopped walking for a while before I collected myself and I kept on moving. Lily took a picture of her when she wasn't looking then she sent it to me and I was utterly speechless when I saw the picture. She looked dazzling and I was more shocked because I had never seen her like that. Ever since I became the Alpha of the pack, all I’d ever seen Selena do was fight, train or accompany me to wars against other packs. She never wore dresses or make-up, she didn't even have a girl group that she always hung out with among the soldiers so she was alone most of the time but sometimes, I would

Selena I was six years old the first time someone called me cursed to my face. One of the older kitchen maids, Ressa, pulled me aside near the pantry. She bent down like she was about to tell me a secret meant to comfort me. “You know your mother didn’t have to die,” she whispered. “The priests said the moon took her instead of you.” I frowned at her. “Why would the moon want her?” “It didn’t.” She smoothed her apron with nervous hands. “It wanted you. She was just in the way.”

“I guess you should save whatever you want to say then.” I turned away, heading to my seat while Leonard stopped him from getting any closer to me. “Who’s she?” I heard the crowd murmur. I am Selena, the once naive church girl who didn’t know much about this sinful world. But now she’s here, not as that petite innocent lady, but as a lady thirsty for revenge, I murmured within myself. Lorenzo kept staring at me from where he sat, his eyes locked on mine, pleading to be heard, but I looked away. He already lost that soft girl he knew the moment he confessed to killing my parents without any remorse in his eyes.

“Please don’t cry…I should not have asked you to talk about her. It is my fault. Please…” Cara insisted as she brought out a box of tissues and offered to Selena. Selena de la Velga wiped her eyes and said,” I never thought that there would be a day that I would be upset about the fact that Xavier did not get the chance to know his mother or his father. I mean, I always thought that I would never have thought that she would leave us so soon. I always thought that maybe there would be a day when Xavier would be interested to know about his mother and I would be able to tell him everything. Maybe I would even ask him to find out about Matilda and then meet her. It was my mistake that I could n