Novel & Cerita Tante Gila

"I am Gil. I am a hybrid Vampire. My father Michael Andy, Master of Vampires was killed by humans and werewolf. I had loved a girl truly from my heart, and she betrayed me. On the night of my wedding with Martha, I was attacked by someone and I had to jump on the sea. So I am here to take all those revenge. I am here for those revenge. I am going to step into a world where werewolves and humans are leaving in peace. So I am going there to destroy that peace and take my revenge. I am here to take the price." Gil pulled over near Eva's house and watched in the direction of the house for a long time. Many people were going inside the house like there was some sort of ceremony. But he felt somet

She shook her head sadly. Aislen wasn’t sure which part fascinated her more. “Can we go back to Gera…? Who was Gera? Why was Talen grieving her?” “Him,” Meguitte corrected gently. “Gera was Thaelen’s concubine for almost one hundred and fifty years.”

Chase slid into the seat across from me, grinning like he’d just walked in on a good joke. "Yup," Mason nodded. "The legend herself." Chase chuckled. "The girl who made history." I laughed softly, shaking my head. This day just kept getting weirder. Then, just when I thought it couldn’t get more bizarre, another guy strolled up to our table. He was older-looking, maybe twenty, with a reddish Caesar cut and a smug grin. "Whose doll is this?" He asked, eyes sweeping over me before landing on Chase and Mason.

I should have walked normally, she thought to herself. As they finished stretching out, they ran to the door, but before they could open it, someone already did from the outside. From behind it was a person who was covered in black and dirt, and the only part of her that was visible were her hands and eyes. She walked tiredly inside. Abigail and the girls were startled that they could not move, but Edith ran to the strange looking person. Where have you been, Tilly? She then signed. I went away to do a secret mission, Mathilda replied. She then started taking everything off until she was only wearing her habit that was now drenched.

Malica stared at him with anger in her eyes. Malica was a dark-skinned Mexican woman, she is the owner of the prostitution firm Alora was sold to. Malica was the mother of two girls, but her daughters passed away due to an unpleasant event where both of her daughters were brutally raped by a couple of unknown men, which attacked them. Malica is a saddest who makes a living out of young girls, forcing them to sell their bodies to men. She believes it is a way of life as she was one in the business. “He wants Alora!.” Malica finally said.

Twenty years ago, Carmila Santos was raped by unknown man. She was brought up in a little mining village. when she found out she was pregnant, she was devastated, hurt and confused. She became a laughing stock, her friends cut ties with her, the village looked at her like she was carrying all the sins of the world. Her mother, Ms Maria as everyone called her, Decided to take Camilla out of that place. They found themselves at an island near the fish port. People there were really nice, so they decided to settle there.

“Not as much as Lady Raptis, though.” Aunt Gilda rolls her eyes with disdain. “Yeah, the number one is Emily Raptis.” Cassie closes her eyes with a smile as Gilda applies the milk serum on her cheeks. She can’t wait to hear more about Emily. “Or, I should say…” Aunt Gilda murmurs. “Emilia Vásquez Pérez.”

I don’t get to respond before he is giving me a gentle tug forward so he can lead me through the crowd until we reach our first conquests of the evening. “Richard!” Gil announces, drawing a large man with salt and pepper hair and a sparkle in his blue eyes, attention toward us. “It’s been a while.” “It has,” the man, Richard, agrees while reaching out and shaking Gil’s hands. “And who might this beautiful woman with you be?” Swallowing, I wait as Gil’s proud gaze comes to rest on me before he speaks. “She’s my little sister.” He responds. At his words, Richard’s eyes grow wide with shock, and I immediately know that he must know the story behind mine and Gil’s being separated for so long.

Her eyes widen as she recognizes me. “ Oh my. It is you. I thought you just looked like her. Emilia Peyton, it’s a pleasure having you at my store.” Kika said, happiness clear in her eyes as she approaches me for a short hug. “ Thank you, the pleasure is all mine.” I said returning the gesture. “ As polite as the media says. You’re a rare find Miss Peyton.” Kika said genuinely. “ You’re trying to flatter me. Well guess what, it’s working.” I said as we all burst into laughter.