Valeria García Novels & Stories

In a moment of rage, he pushed her, and that push caused serious consequences. Valerie miscarried. Due to her heart condition, the miscarriage was physically traumatic for her. She spent three days in intensive care. When I arrived at the hospital, the two of them were in the middle of a heated argument. Valerie, crying, yelled, "I ended up like this because I wanted to give you a child! How can you abandon me?"

Although I was used to being around classy people like this, it didn't mean I enjoyed the stiff atmosphere and boring business conversations. “You must be Belva Moguel.” I stiffened. She didn't seem surprised at my reaction. Instead, she just smiled deeper. I tilted my head, trying to remain calm. “And who are you?” She held out a hand. “Valeria Mikhailova.” I shook her hand hesitantly. “You know me?” Valeria took a glass of champagne from a passing waiter, though she only held it without actually drinking it. “I've been working at Romanov International since ten years ago.”

“I should probably introduce myself properly. I’m Valeria Castillo. Vicente’s daughter. Killian’s cousin.” “I remember,” I said quietly. She smiled slightly. “I’m not like the rest of them. I don’t think you’re some scheming spy sent to destroy the pack.” “Thank you,” I said, surprised by the warmth in her voice. “Don’t thank me yet,” Valeria said with a wry smile. “I’m just honest. And honestly? You’ve got guts. Running away from your mating ceremony, standing up to Killian’s father, surviving poison. Most people would have crumbled by now.”

A month ago, it had been, "He's an animal in bed, Ria. I can't walk straight for hours. The things he can do with that mouth... you wouldn't believe it." Liora's stories weren't just gossips; they became a plan that planted itself in Valeria's mind, growing into a troubling obsession. Valeria worked as Raymond's secretary, a position she had landed mainly due to her ties with his fiancée, Liora. This connection weighed heavily on her, filling her with guilt, and it placed her perfectly in hell: directly outside his office, separated only by a glass door.

Now let's go before I give up. MARK ''Well, moved this place. Just like Valeria told me, the concentration of the Carioca ballad'' I speak with a smile. ''Who is Valeria? You can start looking for your suitor; she must be lost somewhere. Something tells me you're going to need a lot of time, so how about you buy me a DRI; she and their arrears numerous women here, that's right. '' Valeria is a person I met. My phone beeps, and I look. I give you a malicious smile. ''HAHAHA, but you're right. I'm going to get a drink.'

and there she was. Valeria, in a dress that was too short, a pronounced neckline that formed a heart with her breasts, and eyes lit with desire. "My love, how are you?" She approached to kiss me, but I stepped aside. "What are you doing here, Valeria?" "Oh, aren't you happy to see me, darling? Octavio contacted me to work in the company's marketing area. Since they were left without a president and my dear friend Rosalía is about to give birth, I gladly accepted."

“If there was an accident we would have heard about it, you are Maria Rodriguez, who doesn't know you and besides you don't have a single scratch on your body.” “You are right, I am Maria Rodriguez but you left one thing… Maria Rodriguez does not betray anyone.” Old Grandpa took in deep breaths turning to me. “I believe you, but these pictures say otherwise so until I find out what is going on, this matter remains silent.” I shook my head in disagreement. “I don't know how Allen got his hands on these pictures but for him to have these pictures, he must know about the accident.” “Maria would not cheat on you,” Adam defended. “She might not love you but she would never do something like that.

He knew from the very first moment he smelled her that she was different. Valerie doesn't like to admit it, but she is. Grayson watched her endure so much - too much! He didn't know what made her eyes seem so fierce. Unafraid. Until he did. From having to watch Valak abuse her mother to being wrongfully thrown into a dungeon for so long to surviving on a planet she barely knew. Watching creatures hunt each other, tear each other apart, and kill each other. The Gods weren't fair to her. The creatures on Eldora weren't good to her.

“I don’t want charity.” “Good.” I handed him a card with a direct authorization code and no name. “Go to the labor office tomorrow. Give them this number. They’ll review your claim.” He studied the card, suspicion and hope warred across his face. “Who are you?” “Someone who dislikes paperwork being ignored,” I said, and walked on before he could ask more. Marcel caught up, his eyes wide in surprise. “That code goes directly to the administrative council.” “Yes,” I said. “They’ll be terrified, but they will know that I am on to them.”

And she left as quickly as she had come. Adrian didn't stop her. Because he knew she was right. "Valeria. You're not going to get away with this." *** The vibration of her cell phone took her off course on her way to the hospital. Message from Isabel: > "Confirmed. Valeria never studied in Switzerland. She only set foot in the country once. On the private jet... with Adrian." The impact was physical. Lili stopped, leaning one hand against the wall. The hallway continued its rhythm of nurses and cold lights.