The Giver Fiona Novels & Stories

Fiona raised her hand to fan the fan, intending to reduce the heat on her face, after that, it seems that she could not calmly face Uncle Paul Henry, what to do? Jenna Sarah approached her, touched her nose, whispered: "Little niece?" Yesterday, many things happened, so he didn't have time to ask, although he had made a relative guess, he still needed to confirm. Anyhow, the soldiers who want to learn more must pay attention to the clear evidence, so that they can not disappoint the olive branch. Fiona quietly put his hand down, tilted his head to look at him: "You are a "firefighter who is very good at catching cats", right?" She was very impressed with this ID.

"Oh? What do you mean by that?" "I know Ariana has been willful, and I've heard you've taken a liking to Ms. Quinlan," Gwen said, carefully watching Belinda's expression. Seeing no sign of displeasure, she continued, "But Ms. Quinlan was pampered from a young age. She can't handle any hardship. That's nothing like my niece, Fiona. Fiona is good-tempered, obedient, and has no significant family background. She even got into Glea College thanks to Mr. Lodge's help. I remember Mr. Lodge rescued her at the club last time. Fiona wants to repay him. Even if it means just being a maid by his side, she's willing."

Mom" instead. Okay?" Her eyes lit up immediately. There wasn't even a moment of hesitation. She ran straight over to Fiona. "Mom!" Then she turned back toward me. "Aunt Daisy." I stood there in place, and I was still smiling. Vincent froze. "Daisy, are you serious? You're giving your daughter to Fiona?" George and Samantha looked over too, clearly shocked. For a moment, I actually felt confused. Everyone always said I should give in to Fiona. So why, when I gave her everything, did they suddenly not understand?

Rowan coughed, not wanting to answer that. "I'm not sure," he lied, even though he had already told me it was inevitable. "I find it hard to believe that you won't touch my daughter. In case you don't know, Fiona has never been in a relationship before—she's still a virgin. We hoped to secure her marriage with Josh Edwards, but you've ruined it. No man will want to marry Fiona after you use her and dump her. So we cannot support this. Fiona, you have to get a divorce," Mom said firmly, and my jaw dropped.

Fiona cruelly raised her phone, pushing the livestream camera right into Leo’s tear-streaked face. Something inside me shattered. “Stop! I’ll comply!” I screamed hoarsely. Only then did Fiona lower her phone, a satisfied smile curling her lips. She walked over and yanked a chubby little girl with freckles to her side. It was her niece. The girl had grown up in the countryside. Two years ago, her parents passed away, and Fiona brought her to live with us. She was rough-mannered and had even stolen from our home. However, I pitied her. Since the items weren’t valuable, I never pursued them.

“Oh stop being a grouch Rowan. We both know I did not break into your house.” A grouch? This makes it the second time someone was calling me that—the only difference between the two of them is that I love one and I hate one deeply. With every single blood in my veins and as long as my heart keeps beating. Fiona was a renowned designer who focused on creating women's lingerie. She was good at her job, I'm not going to lie. She was everything a man would want in a woman, she was successful, passion-driven, and took no shit from anyone—something I liked in a woman.

____________________ Micah’s POV The old florist gives me a warm smile as she creates the bouquet of flowers I asked her to. “This is for a special lady?” She asks me and I nod sheepishly. “It’s for my wife actually. She hasn’t been feeling well.” I say, trying to not let worry come over me. Fiona’s reaction to smoke and fire of any kind is alarming. She also has a scar on her wrist that speaks of a story I do not know. Something happened to her in these three years. And, it’s time we have a conversation about it. I took the day off from work today and after dropping Amelia to school, I decided to grab something nice for Fiona before heading home.

Thinking this, she felt suffocated again. Fiona appeared behind her in the mirror, emerging from a bathroom stall, laughing, “What a coincidence! I’ve got something good for you.” “What good thing?” Aside from snacks, what else could Fiona offer? Discussing food in the bathroom seemed too much. Fiona grinned mischievously, “Back in my wild days, I knew an audio-visual store owner with a rich collection of films. Aren’t you looking for…that? I’ve sourced some for you, study up.”

"Whoa, you look beautiful in everything." "Thank you, what is it?" "Oh! Alpha Jason and his daughter, Hazel, and Alpha Stefan and his grandmother are waiting in the dining, they request your present, my lady." "Call me, Fiona, I am not alpha Stefan's mate and we are not in love.' "But my lady..." "No, but, Fiona is perfect, right here, I am nothing, even if you think I am important.' She gasped then nodded. "What is your name?" "Simi!" She replied, I gave her a nod, as I tried to test her name on my lips.

, Colt asked, interested to know those who are part of her life. “ My sister, not like its any of your business anyways”, Fiona retorted. Colt laughed. “ how about I get to meet her?, maybe she could help me beg you to change your mind”, Colt asked. “ Don’t even think about it”, Fiona sneered. Colt laughed. “ We would see to that”. “ Allow me to concentrate Sir”, Fiona said. Since Colt wasn’t ready to give up, she had to be professional with him. Colt laughed. “ You are humorous”. Colt said.