The Hidden Saintess Spoiler Novels & Stories

Though with the addition of suicidal thoughts the test subject had, they were back to square one. Well, that is what Asriel wanted to say but he stopped speaking when a door behind them opened. Both of them simultaneously turned around in time to see the bathroom door close. There stood a 24 year old woman. Her model figure in a tight and short black dress, her skinny legs in six inch red stiletto heels, her blond hair in a messy bun that made her all the more alluring. Who knew what she hid in her designer bag anyway. Asriel glanced at Noah and saw the look of adoration in his eyes. It killed him inside but he chose not to say or do anything. After all, it was the happiest he had ever seen

Angel didn’t mind backing down when she knew it was in her best interest to know what these people knew. Hunter was flabbergasted he asked more calmly “Can someone tell me what is going on?” Michael simply handed him the piece of paper, they watched as all the color drained from Hunter’s face and he stared in stunned disbelief at Angel. When the letter had been passed around to everyone in the room who had just arrived. Michael spoke saying “It appears that Stacia wasn’t off with her friend that summer, she’d gone into hiding to give birth to her daughter. Whom she then gave to someone.”

She tried her best to think of every possibility and suddenly, something clicked in her brain. Alba’s eyes lit up. ‘Is it possible that this True Saint is Master David? ‘This would explain why this True Saint was hiding in Treasure Trove. ‘The True Saint is Master David.’ Alba was horrified by her crazy assumption. It was unprecedented for a young man in his thousands to become a Pre-Saint. As for becoming a True Saint, did someone like this exist in the entire universe? She started to think back to the moment she met David until this moment.

So I would have to endure the other guys ogling Tara and talking about how much bigger her chest was than the other girls and how much her ass cheeks hung out of her shorts. I sat down next to her, keeping a safe distance, but she seemed to scoot closer, so close, her knee was touching my leg. I gulped and wiped the sweat that began to drip from the sides of my temple. She pulled out her copy of The Wizard’s Accomplice and threw it open on the blanket to where she had a few yellow tabs sticking out, saving a few spots for easy finding. She played with a lighter, flipping the top open and closed in one hand. “Did you start that fire?” my voice a bit higher than I would have liked. She sm

She had never expected that the man Bettany loved was Frederick. A man who had toyed countless women. She squatted down slowly in front of Bettany. Looking at her determined face, Stella slowly regained her composure as her rationality came back gradually, "I won't kill you. I would only dirty my hands if I kill you. But before you die, I'll tell you a secret." "What?" Bettany looked at Stella nervously. The woman standing in front of her was a mystery. She didn't know anything about this woman who had suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

In the distance behind him, she could see Noah hurrying away as if trying to avoid being noticed. She knew from his expression just now that he wanted to help her, but it was too risky to do it inside the company as they were both trying to keep their true identities hidden from public knowledge. “I’m sorry, sir. My ex-husband’s mistress suddenly attacked me and accused me of seducing my ex-husband,” Her voice rang out, loud and clear, causing the surrounding on-lookers to cover their mouths in shock and murmur amongst themselves. Agnes’ expression was a mix of disbelief and outrage, while Jarred’s face twisted into a grimace at his mistress' stupid decision to attack Celene.

"If you tell me where your boss is hiding, then I promise to protect your family and take care of them. No one ever touches them or knows about them. I am sure your boss doesn't give a damn about what happens to your family, especially to your children, but I am not like your boss. I never target someone I love once." A very soft voice came from the man as he tried to speak with all the energy he had left. Yes, his family; he is sure Jason will kill all of them; he doesn't care about anyone or any of his men's. But Sebestian is different; if he promises something, he always keeps it. "He's at the bunker near the train station outside the city. Please kill me; kill me now!" Sebestian sighed a

Ehn, what have gotten myself into… This girl is a criminal … How did she know how to do all of this? I always know she is a go getter and a risk taker but how come she know all about this? Ha… how do I get out of this now …? My marriage is crashing bit by bit. .. Now this? I can’t even help myself … All my pasts are here to ruin me… And no one even seem to understand me.. Ehnnn I am soup. She sighed as her phone beeped and she realised that it was a message from Dhikrah… she sent the account number

Not because there was nothing to say but because everything we could say was too large to fit into words yet. I stared out the oval window, watching darkness swallow the wing, my reflection faintly visible in the glass. I barely recognized the woman looking back at me. Her hair was tangled, her eyes too sharp, too awake. There were faint scratches along her collarbone and wrist—souvenirs from a rooftop where the truth finally stopped hiding. I wasn’t the Hidden Heiress anymore. I wasn’t the substitute. I was the girl whose grandfather had signed her death warrant before she was old enough to understand what betrayal looked like.

My heart almost dropped into my belly. Luca. Of all of the coffee shops in this metropolis, of all the locations to just be, Luca had to stroll into this one? I ducked lower in my seat, praying he wouldn’t see me. But success had never been on my facet. "Well, properly. Look who’s hiding in undeniable sight." His voice became like silk, smooth and teasing, as he made his way over to my table. I sighed, giving up my pathetic strive at camouflage. "I’m no longer hiding. I’m just… trying to have a quiet morning."