Valeria Garza Novels & Stories

I couldn’t be any luckier, even if it’s just for now, I have him and he has me. “Let us proceed,” Sirena announces as Wyatt steps back, “I’m right here babe,” he says, smiling at me, feeling my nervousness through our mate bond. “I call upon the Moon Goddess, mother of all wolves, Goddess of the moon, we call upon you to bestow your blessed gift to your great-granddaughter Remi Esmersay Dawson,” Sirena yells out, to my surprise, there was an answer. Fog creeps over, a woman, a goddess appears, my many greats, Grandmother Diane, a wolf beside her, beautiful and white like my wolf, the same purple eyes as me.

IT'S OKAY NOT TO BE OKAY... Giordana. "I just wanna be like other children who can eat ice cream, cookies, meat... anything whenever they want without having to be scared of the consequences, I want my momma to stop being crying every time because of me. They say if you love someone you shouldn't hurt them right? I'm tired of hurting momma." Were the words of a six-year-old Kayla. The little girl had an atrial septal defect which was discovered when she was four. Since then her single mother had moved from one hospital to another looking for a solution which was not surgery as she had no money for that. Sadly, her daughter's case is critical and she needs surgery.

Khalid said as he dropped his fork on his plate. " Zarah is the girl I was with during the anniversary of the Orphanage home" Ohhh yeah. His fine secretary. " she is somehow connected to the person that took Najmah. You see Zarah is the adopted daughter of Alejandro Martinez, he's the head of the Martinez Cartel" He began and I listened to him carefully as I tried to enjoy my papaya. Seriously, the delicious taste of papayas are so underrated. " Wow" I exclaimed as Khalid finished telling me the story of Alexandra Martinez.

David protested. "Not to me. You've all passed the test excellently. Well, George passed excellently, about average. As I was saying, we have a mission at hand. Gabriela and I collaborate, in a way. She's the boss, as you know, and she needed a team to stay. Her trusted ones are accompanying her on a mission, and you guys came to my mind." "Can we be done with this, please?" muttered Daniela. "Oh, Rivera, please."

Thus Faith was back staring at the morning new as she always does before she head out to carried out some work. Right on the t.v was a debate ongoing about crime and allegation in the Country, Alexis saw the t.v from afar as she alighted from the stairs, thus she was a bit stunned to see Madam Lydia as one of the speaker on the t.v. Madam Lydia was the CEO of the restaurant where Alexis work before. Alexis went to her the day before to aired on the t.v on her behalf, and while she was on the t.v, she could used that medium to present her defense against the allegation against her as a murderer.

Zander comments, looking over to me to see if I have anything to add. The human shrugs, “I only ever dealt with humans, some of them hunters and doctors, doing different experiments. A lot of the time, it was moving drugs from one place to another, I never knew what type of drugs they were, but it was only ever between humans. There was a name going around at the time, Lazarus. I never met him, but they all seemed to be afraid of him.” “Some packs were involved, I’m not sure if they were threatened or if they had no choice like my father, but we weren't the only ones,” Grace said, her voice strained and tight. Her mate pulled her in tightly again, wrapping his arms back around to comfort her

“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.”

Controlled. **Isabela Reyes.** Founder of **VerityOne**, a rising digital media empire known for scandal exposés and controversial truth campaigns. She walked past the cameras like she owned the world. She had booked herself on **En Voz Alta**, Mexico’s most-watched primetime talk show. And she wasn’t going to hold back. That evening, millions watched as the camera focused on her sharp, striking face. The host smiled nervously. “Miss Reyes, your story has shocked the country. You claim to be the daughter of Camila Antonio?”

Manuel was right, there was something between them that wasn't going to be difficult to break. And he finally learned that when he confirmed it in a letter-sized sheet, which had been white and was now stained by the ink of a black pen. ““Paula Garza, wife of Alexander Vital, analysis that will be done for the change of face.” And below he had everything he was going to do broken down, the entire process.

Every small movement against the ruined sheets sent sparks shooting through her overstimulated body. She should have locked the door. She should have cast every protective ward she knew. Instead, she picked up her phone with trembling fingers and sent another message. This time to Valeria. Valeria was different from Lena, taller, colder, a renowned rope artist and sadist who ran exclusive private sessions for the city’s most powerful women. She and Giselle had clashed many times, always with Giselle coming out on top. Valeria had never hidden her desire to one day see the arrogant witch on her knees.