Romans & histoires Valeria García

Her mind was screaming in frustration while Calista almost her head off in her mind. ‘‘What are you laughing about? Can’t you see that I am embarrassed beyond words?” Maya immediately rebuked her wolf. But Calista was not going easy on her as she continued to laugh. “Ooh my, you are so cute my dear.” Maya got annoyed and immediately blocked her off. What was she doing laughing at her like that instead of saying some comforting words??

“I don’t know names! I was just paid to monitor movement! A woman… she gave me the device. Said to stay hidden and report every hour.” Sophia’s brows knitted. “What woman?” “I swear, I didn’t catch a name. Just a tattoo. A red serpent on her wrist.” Rafael’s eyes went cold. “She’s back.” Sophia looked at him. “Who?” “Valeria,” Rafael said. “One of Viktor’s allies. But more dangerous than him. She doesn’t play games. She burns everything.” Sophia’s stomach twisted. A new storm was brewing. And this time, it wasn’t just the city at stake.

Thomas followed behind him looking way too damn happy. Then Lucien walked in holding someone’s hand. Valeria’s entire face lit up. She jumped up so fast her chair nearly fell backward. “MOVE!” she yelled while shoving past everyone. “LET ME MEET MY SISTER!” I blinked. What the fuck? Then Lucien stepped aside. And I saw her. Beautiful wasn’t even the right word. This woman was fucking stunning. Tall. Curvy. Athletic. Built like a damn goddess. Soft in the right places but still toned.

The entire place had been cleared, leaving only the table where Xavier and Valeria were seated. Xavier wore a brown pair of trousers with a cream shirt that made him look relaxed in contrast to the tension he seemed to be carrying. Valeria, however, stood out completely in a bright yellow dress, her curly hair falling naturally over her shoulder in soft waves that gave her a presence that was both delicate and striking at the same time. Damián took his seat calmly, immediately noticing that Valeria had already started eating. “She was hungry,” Xavier explained quickly, almost as if he was defending her, “she just could not wait.”

"That is not true. You are independent, successful, and worth ten of those idiots. If they’re too thick-headed to see what they have in front of them, that’s their loss, not yours." "I thought... I thought I knew what I was doing," Isaac whispered, finally letting the tears fall. "I knew I loved him, Camila. And he just threw it in my face." The scent of warm brownies hit Santiago the moment he walked into the Vega Estate. Loser brownies. Valeria had made them for every defeat since their early days in Raleigh. "Rough night at the arena," Valeria said softly from the sofa. "It was a disaster," Santiago grumbled, dropping his gear bag with a heavy thud. "I don't know why I let it go on this l

“Margarette is a funny sort, isn’t she?” “Yeah.” She laughed too, “Margarette, you’re sensing the wrong vibrations. I’m just curious. Who is that woman Finrod’s with?” “You don’t know her?” Caeruleus was surprised. “She’s Queen Aera, the Queen of the elves and the sister of Prince Finrod.” She flustered. Why didn’t she see the resemblance? Now when she looked at them, she realized they had remarkably similar faces. “Come. Let’s pay our respects.” Margarette pulled them both.

he replied, heading out of the warehouse to his car, with Diana following. "Gabriella isn't an easy woman to catch, is she?" she snapped. "It won't be long until we have her," Wallace responded, starting the car as Diana gestured for him to take off. "Let's head back to the station, boys," she ordered, encapsulating the urgency of regrouping. Teca Company: A woman elegantly exited the elevator, clad in a long-sleeved blue shirt tucked into black pants, complemented by a jacket and blue heels. Her brunette hair was impeccably styled in a short cut, radiating both professionalism and sophistication.

I didn’t understand what it was until now. I thought it was just a change in the environment. I had lived in the jungle all my life. Maybe I was just reacting to the change. As I tried to steady myself, I heard footsteps behind me. A sharp, familiar voice followed. “Valera?” Celia’s voice was sharp and cold. I turned to face her. The look on her face wasn’t a casual one. It was a despicable look. She folded her arms. Her eyes scanned my body from head to toe.

Surprised gasps arose in the office at her lewd accusations. Valeria's lips curled into a dangerous and composed smile as she retrieved the golden invitation card from Cynthia. "Like I said, Cynthia Miller, I'm Valentina Wilson, the highest shareholder of Capernaum Royal Company. I will forgive you for mistaking me for someone you know, but if you ever address me so derogatorily, I'm afraid I won't be so nice."

Taking some files to the photocopier, she inserted them one by one while reminding Liza " I don't fancy your Byu, I think I am wrong. I have no problem, I only observed" " Whatever! " growled Liza rolling her eyes. She picked up a file and headed in the direction Xander approached. Inadvertently, Valeria followed his movement sternly as anger surged spreading like wildfire as recollections of him leaving her in the rain. She balled up her fist. Valeria's staring compétition was cut short, as one of the domestic workers interrupted. Pushing her glasses in the bridge of her nose, Val licked her lips and inquired " Is that for Mr. Gates?"