Romans & histoires Valerie Irene

Marys and Aiyana were running to her and she smiled, although she didn’t know their names, which made her to feel bad. “Good morning uh..” “Marys!” Marys said and she nodded. Marys's hair was tied in two pigtails with thick bangs that fell on her face. Her smiles showed two cute dimples that were very deep. She wore a black gown that was slightly above the knees. It was flared from the waist with long sleeves and she was putting on a white apron and a white maiden’s cap on her head. Violet adored her the more and couldn’t believe that this woman was really in her late 30s. She looked so young, she and Aiyana, whose name she was yet to know.

The heir he had been so proud of… was someone else's bastard. And his real bloodline—my child—had been indirectly killed by his own hand. How absurd. How tragic. As for Sophia, she had accumulated a massive debt. Back when Renato was still around—and with my quiet support—she had managed to live comfortably. But after I left, the Valentino family declined rapidly. There was no longer any money to help her repay what she owed. Later, after learning the truth, she would tell her creditors, "My sister-in-law is Ellen Costello, the precious heiress of the powerful Costello family!"

And beneath those— Silas Vane. Valerie stared at the name. Then the system expanded further. Another branch appeared. Incomplete. Unstable. Her name. Valerie Sergio. Connected not as an outsider. But as a potential node. Her pulse increased slightly. This wasn’t recognition. It was assignment. She stepped back instinctively. The display followed her movement. Adjusting in real time. As if refusing to let her escape the structure it was presenting. Valerie forced herself to focus. “This isn’t possible,” she muttered under her breath.

"It’s Valerie. Can you believe it?" The 'Valerie' Brody was talking about was Valerie Wes. She is the daughter of Elder Gerald, one of the pack elders and also one of the many persons that most pack members wanted as their mate because not only was she pretty but she was also well mannered. And let’s not even start with her grades. Valerie wasn’t a beauty without brains. Valerie Wes was Elder Gerald’s pride and joy. It was like she had it all and now the moon goddess had given her a perfect mate like Brody. Just great!

When the lights turned green, Julian drove on and let Renee stare at him without inhibition. Back at home, they found Valerie walking circles in the garden. Renee asked innocently, "Valerie, what are you doing?" Valerie went up to Renee, glad that she found someone interesting to talk to. "I'm exercising! The doctor wants me to walk more. It'll help with the childbirth." Renee excused herself, "Oh. I won't stand in your way then." Valerie quickly pulled Renee toward herself. "No, please stand in my way. I'm bored out of my mind because Kieran's out."

Get a grip. Leam stops noticing her shiver and steps away as Lucas's hands her the clothes. "Valerie... these scars... How old are you?" Leam asked her as he looked at the scars that littered her curvy body. His face was covered with sorrow and anger. His neat and thick browns drawn into a sharp line. "Thanks." She quickly put on the shorts and top. "Um, 23 I think," Valerie replied as she fidgeted with the shorts, purposely ignoring him mentioning her scars. What if they didn't want her after she told them?

Valerie shrieked with surprise and delight, laughing and struggling to free herself from my grasp. “I told you I was going to get back at you” I said when she came up for some air. Her dress clung to her body highlighting the contours of her figure, the water made her hair slick against her skin and scalp giving her a new look entirely, it didn't matter what Valerie wore or what state she was in, she was beautiful and would always be beautiful.

shouted Mrs Farchester who is Generally known as Luna Vanessa who derived pleasure in seeing Valerie in pains and suffering, she knew everything was in order, and that the whole compound had been swept, but she wouldn't blink an eye if Valerie did it over and over again after all what is she here for if not to work, and why are u lying down here, have u been here since morning doing nothing. She continued without giving Her a chance to answer even one question ,Valerie was so confused with the plenty questions, that she didn't know which one to answer first, so she ran out of the room, although she was confused with the numerous questions, but she was happy that she had succeeded to enter i

My younger sister Lia is dead. Everyone is convinced that I was an accomplice who helped her murderer take her life. Because I was the only person who knew the killer’s identity. Yet I chose to protect that person, keeping the truth buried and refusing to reveal it. My mother knelt at my feet, crying and begging me to tell her the killer’s name. But I merely turned my face away, expressionless, and refused to say a single word. The members of the family called me a sinner. They smashed down the iron door of my cell and stormed inside, intending to punish me themselves. Later, I was locked in the underground prison. Day after day of interrogation, torture, and confinement slowly consumed my b

Valerie let her hand drop to the mattress. They thought she was an heiress. They thought she was a European princess or a syndicate daughter who had gracefully stepped into Killian’s world. If they only knew that three days ago she was standing in the pouring rain, her personal bank accounts wiped to zero by Damian Vance after three years of being hidden in a basement room at Vance Jewels.