The Diva Romane & Geschichten

She turned to go up the stairs. “Where do you think you are going to with our family heirloom you thief?” Sloane screamed. “The marriage has ended, you need to return the ring. I honestly don’t even know what Liam saw in you, you gold digger.” Dukia pulled the diamond ring from her finger. It had never fit right, loose and cold. She placed it on the dinner table, directly on top of the divorce papers, and walked up the stairs to what used to be her room. Her bag had already been packed for her. A single duffel bag that she had stepped into this family with. She picked up the bag and walked out the front door.

“She is not just any woman. She could have been a five-star general, running the whole damn thing.” “She’s not lying,” Julia chimed in. “I’ve met her several times. The woman is seriously scary. She scared me more than the captain.” “I guess that makes sense,” Trent said. “He’d need someone like that to run the show while he was deployed. I can’t believe you’re his daughter.” “It’s a small world,” I said with a shrug. “We’re going to dance,” Khloe said, abruptly getting up and dragging Julia with her. I opened my mouth to protest, but it was too late. They rushed away, leaving me alone with Trent, obviously their plan, but I was so going to kill them later.

"You went all out, didn't you?" I shrug and turn just as the beep sounds. The beep echoes again. Right on time. I glance at Isabella once before walking to the door. She straightens slightly, smoothing her hands over her thighs like she’s about to walk into an interview. “Relax,” I murmur low enough for only her to hear as I pass. “It’s just Diva.” She gives me a look that clearly says exactly. I open the door. Diva stands there in a tailored cream suit, heels clicking once as she steps forward. Her perfume enters before she does. Her hair is sleek, not a strand out of place.

Her mother told him the whole story. Diva said it was a good thing that he and his boyfriend were looking for a maid, so he offered her mother to work with them. They immediately agreed, and she decided to also help her mother for free since she would also live with the gay couple together with her mother. The couple's house was so big. Even though Diva is gay, he doesn't dress like a woman. He still looks like a guy, but his fingers are flapping. His voice is also very gentle, almost like a woman's voice.

Her long, curly hair cascaded down her back like a golden waterfall, and her piercing green eyes seemed to sparkle in the dim light of the room. She strode towards me with a warm smile, her high heels clicking on the marble floor. I felt a shiver run down my spine as her gaze swept over me, her eyes narrowing slightly. "Hello," she said, her voice dripping with sweetness. "I am Diva. And you are...?" I swallowed the food in my mouth, feeling a sense of unease under Diva's piercing gaze. There was something about her that didn't quite add up, something that made me feel wary.

Asked Diva. With a devilish smile on her face Georgiana spoke, "Yes, I can't wait to see her beautiful face get ruined. I hate that b*tch!" "I would not do anything to her if she would not dare to haunt me... She has the guts huh! If she would not make a mistake while leaving I would still be thinking that it was Charlie's mother's ghost." Diva said to herself. Yesterday night when she was hella scared, she had her head lowered.

The moon hung there, half-eaten, pale and isolated. "I want a divorce."

I noticed Diva was staring Intently at her. "You can't talk? How could you be so stupid that you want to raise your hand against someone related to me? You haven't learned your lesson right, Min-Ji?" Diva said as she stood directly in front of Suzy after gently pushing me away. We stared at her in surprise and I noticed Suzy's eyes widened in consternation as a gasp left her mouth. "Dan...Danielle...Div...Diva? Black Diva?" She stuttered and we all looked at Elle in confusion.

Soon after we discovered that among the humans there were creatures that had no emotions, the humans would call them psychopaths. To the humans they felt no emotions but to us they had the ability to help us control being overwhelmed by emotions. We called them Divas. We began to study Divas, we created a ritual called ‘Amend’ where each cub before being born was assigned a diva. The mother wolf consumes the placenta of the diva when it is being born and the diva automatically becomes subject to her cub. The diva gets drawn to the cub after it has been born. Older divas of the parent werewolves gr

I left it behind with the divorce agreement back in the house. During the toasts, Nova clung to her husband's arm and hoped he would learn from Ian. She called Ian a devoted, loving husband who put his family first. I shook my head and replied, "We're divorced now." Shocked, Nova asked, "Why?" I said, "That's because…" "What the hell are you doing, Evelyn?" Ian suddenly appeared behind me, grabbing my arm and pulling me around to face him. I was surprised at his sudden appearance, but his next words surprised me even more. "Francesca is like a sister to me—everyone knows that. Must you embarrass her at an event like this? What exactly are you trying to do?"