Valentina Alvarez Novels & Stories

"His name is Bazyli. He's really sweet." "Ugh, someone's head over heels in love," Davina teased, nudging Aly playfully. "You're swimming in romance over here!” " You'll meet him soon, relax.” she said, stepping into the kitchen to make a quick call. This was Aly's first Valentine's Day with a partner who truly appreciated her. Her ex had never bothered with gifts or celebrations, making excuses about not believing in the holiday. When her phone rang, Aly answered eagerly, hoping it was Bazyli calling. "Thank you for the gifts, I appreciate them," she said with a smile.

— Luciana knew that they were talking about the little girl. —Well, that makes me very happy, I think you already know most of them, so before starting the meeting, I'm going to introduce you to my beautiful daughter, the person in charge of the company, Luciana Brown, honey, this is Santiago O 'Brien — Santiago smiled as he finally knew who the beautiful woman was and extended his hand.

Alessandro chuckles in my ear, his voice licking every intimate spot on my body. “My word is my bond.” I twist my neck, glaring into his eyes. “Leave!” He breathes out harshly. “Bye, bitch!” The redhead snickers, waving at me with her acrylic claws. I scoff, “I think he means you…bitch!” “Me? Don Valentino, you can't be serious!" He turns around and faces her with his hand still clutching onto my arm. “Oh, I am, Amelia. I'm about as serious as a heart attack, and I don't like to repeat myself twice.”

I was just about to fold myself into the vehicle when I halted, glaring Victor dead in the eyes as I questioned, "How can I be certain that you don't plan to do anything to me?" Victor huffed and pinched the bridge of his nose as his features twisted in a pensive mask. After a minute or two, he began signing, "Message your friend. Tell her you're with me. My name is Victor Silva. If she doesn't hear from you in the morning then she should file a charge against me." Silva. Hispanic decent. His tanned skin suddenly made a lot of sense. I fished out my phone from the pocket of my trench coat and opened a chat with Erica.

“I’m Adelina and I’m calling from KlasyRhodes fashion home, Luanda. We need you to create some designs ma. We want to put up a fashion show and we need new unusual foreign designs.” Could she just stop with the madam thing, Chava had cringed one of her fists already; she didn’t like to be addressed with ‘ma’. Luanda? That was an African country and the caller didn’t sound like a regular client. Where did she get her contact from? “OK, my name is Chava or you can call me Miss Ava.” She smiled. “OK mad--sorry, Miss Ava. How much is your rate?” “When is the deadline? And how many designs?”

She said but Char’s face went paler than usual and she dropped her fork on her plate. “ Please don’t call me that.” She mumbled “ I’m sorry?” Vanessa asked confused by her statement “ What's wrong?” Alex asked her, pulling her closer to him. “ That's just what he called me” she mumbled, stuffing her mouth full of spaghetti again. I smirked as she ate her food, getting sauce all over her face. Talking to Alex and his parents about current pack events was a good distraction. Until Raymond brought up the Luna ceremony. I know it’s Alex's dad but the confusion and pain she’s going through right now, that sounds like the last thing we should be discussing. Waiting for Alex to disagree except hear

Melissa what are you doing in there, I heard the princess Luciana calling out to me and I immediately swam out of the room. "Am sorry my princess I'm just arranging the room" I said to her and she rolled her eyes sitting down and ordering me to fix her hair. My name is Melissa and I'm a blued tail mermaid slave. I work in the palace as the princess Luciana's maid. I was taken in as a palace slave when my mother committed a crime. She fell in love with a human and got pregnant for the human an act which is a crime in Atlantica.

he says as we make our way towards the other trainees who got selected. I just give him a polite smile to say that i am ok with it. He introduced me to 25 trainees. I already know orphalia, in short Li. All the others seems to be nice. Except one girl melanie, if her eyes are really capable of producing daggers, then i would have been dead by now. She, apparently is the daughter of an Alpha of a pack near by.

"Valentina Ross." I had used our forged documents to register him under my mother's maiden name—a clean, quiet name that wouldn't ring a single bell in any database. "Ah, Valentina, of course," Señora Alvarez smiled, kneeling down until she was eye-level with Matteo. "And who is this handsome young man?"

It holds the names of the women whos lives I'm going to destroy and Alpha or not I'm fucking terrified. I pick it up and twirl it around in my hand. How can a single sheet of paper feel so heavy? How can a single piece of paper hold such little information and yet hold the power to destroy lives, five of them to be exact. I take a deep breath as my heart pounds inside my chest before finally opening it up and taking in the names as I feel sweat coat my brow. Ava Sinclaire Opal Thomas Holly Smith Jenny Harlow Victoria Jackson