Susie Deltarune Novelas e Histórias

I questioned when his eyes returned to their normal color. “Yeah, it works just fine. Will you be swearing her in as the Delta female and seeing if we can give her the pack-link too?” he asked as he looked in the direction of the packhouse. I turned to see Dara walking towards the training grounds with a coffee mug in hand and a bag hanging from her arm. “Yes, if she is willing to try to establish the pack-link and is willing to accept her rightful position as Delta Female,” I replied, accepting the mug of coffee from Dara. “Luna Delania said two creams, two sugars, Alpha. And yes, as Mitchum’s mate, I would be honored to accept my place as Delta Female of Skatom Mochain,” Dara said, wrappin

I heard a gasp, they all moved revealing a girl who was seated with at least ten books in front of her, she got on her feet, she had on a baggy round neck T-shirt, a graphic printed skirt,knee socks and brown leather sneakers. “Your Delilah?!.” She asked me. I nodded at her. “Forget about her!!.” Andreas advised. “She thinks she’s a sidekick and can see the future!!.” He told me. “I am!!, didn’t I tell you guys a new girl was gonna….” “I have to go!.” I told them and hurried off.

“Miss. Robert, right ?” Gemma was startled and turned to look at the man who had helped her. He had mysteriously pure black eyes and hair, and his smile and voice were so gentle and deep that Gemma couldn't take her eyes off of him. “A… is it me, are you…?” The man smiled softly, looking at Gemma so deeply in his eyes that she wanted to avoid it, he lifted her hand and planted a kiss on the back of it. “Hello, beautiful lady, my name is Harvey Susan. It's okay to call me Harvey." Harvey said.

After going one round around the floor, she pretended to ask nonchalantly, "There seems to be someone new in the ward next to mine." "Yes." Anya nodded once, suddenly lowering her voice as she said, "It's that actress, Yvette Xander. Do you know her?" Although Larissa had already guessed, she was still a little panicked when her guess was confirmed to be true. She spent six years healing her trauma all the way on the other side of the globe, and she had barely managed to walk out of her traumatic childhood grief when the recent car accident made her fearful of Yvette and anyone from the Seymour family all over again.

Rosie served both Daniel and Derek their breakfast. "Mum, can I invite my friend Luna for lunch this weekend?" Susan asked, her eyes sparkling with excitement. Rosie smiled, "Of course, dear, by the way who is Luna?" Susan beamed and whispered in Rosie's ear, "She's the one who dared to teach a lesson to this devil, she is the one who helped me in the college" Rosie nodded, her eyes twinkling mischievously. "Alright, do let me know her favorite dishes, and I'll make sure to prepare them for her."

In that embrace lay all the purity of a child's faith, powerful in its simplicity, potent in its truth. The air was saturated with tension, almost as if the world itself held its breath. Pearl was there, and the others were too, but all I could focus on was Luna, suspended in her storm of shadows. Scenes unfolded in rapid succession, each one pulling threads of disbelief and desperation within me. When I saw Luna and Daisy rising dangerously into the air, suspended by forces beyond understanding, fear like I had never known sliced through me. The darkness wove around her, yet her face was hidden. What was happening to the woman I loved? Was she still in there, somewhere?

Connor continues, pointing to the woman standing in front of her. Alexia appears to be the same age as Connor. She has long, reddish hair tied up in a bun on top of her head. She is quite attractive, with gray eyes that are assessing Selene just as much as Selene is evaluating her. She is also tall, though not as tall as her Alpha or Beta. “And this is Brenda, my Delta,” Connor nods towards the woman standing a few steps away from the table. Again, she seems to be the same age as Connor. She has the same curly, reddish hair. Unlike Alexia, Brenda has brown eyes, a pronounced tan, and tattoos on each of her fingers and some on her neck.

It was totally worth stealing my dad’s credit card to get. Soon my hair and makeup team would be here and I’d be in full glam. Elliott wouldn’t even know what hit him, but I knew he would finally see me as the poised and classy Luna I was born to be. My father would be absolutely pissed I paid for hair and makeup after he specifically said no but it was all for the cause. I wasn’t stupid, I knew we were close to flat broke but once I became Elliott’s Luna, he’d be all too happy to help daddy get back on his feet.

Susie Webb was about two hundred pounds of middle-aged sweet-faced girl in a navy blue tailor-made suit. She stepped into the office like she owned the deed on every man’s soul. You didn’t need to see her résumé to know she was the girl who hired people to polish the bullets for cool guys like Elky Jennings. She was HR, if HR stood for Human Reaping. Middle-aged, yes. Overweight, sure—but carried it well. Susie wore lipstick of the color of fresh bruises, hair in up do knot, sleek and smooth as a death certificate, pulled up so tight it looked like it had to hurt her brain.

I raised an eyebrow and burst out laughing. "What am I? A message sender? You even made me a servant." She frowned and took a piece of paper from inside his bag. "Name your price. How much money do you want?" I stared for a moment at the check she took out and burst out laughing. "Okay, I get it. I'm not famous but are you serious? You don't know me?" I asked in disbelief. "Why, who are you?" She seemed impatient to ask. "I'm Florence Mil, Servancio Mil's only daughter. I'm a drag racer too." I said with mixed pride. Her eyes widened and she looked at me in disbelief.