Novel & Cerita Wendy Darling Tinkerbell

Wendy is lying on the ground unconscious, I come to her and she’s still breathing so I lift her up and a portal appears behind me I head for it and as I come close to the portal I hear someone call me name, I turn and it’s Audrey, by this time Wendy is awake so I ask her to go in the portal that I am right behind her I turn to face the evil spirit and before I know it, it is already hugging me. It smelled like Audrey, the hair is soft just like Audrey’s. Tears rolled down my eyes “I have missed you Daddy. We have missed you” “I missed you too sweetheart”

Just then, a jarring voice cut through the quiet. "Oh, Ethan, always the joker." Wendy, in her glaring red gown, stood at the entrance of the hall. She strutted toward us, calling out, "Don't let him trick you! She's nothing but a tramp!" The crowd started murmuring, restless. Wendy, smug as ever, whipped out a black remote and slammed her thumb down on the button. An ear-splitting sound blasted through the air, inaudible to humans but agony for beastfolk.

“ You think a water shield can protect him. I've acquired more powers than you can ever imagine. You know this world has its benefits too. After I kill you and take your powers, I can finally rule the witches again and this time forever. " “ Well that's never gonna happen coz you can't kill me. " Alicent said and snapped her fingers. She teleported with Richard to Cole's school. .. Bellamy went back to her room immediately after the last class. She was confused, she wanted to accept Jon but she couldn't. She loved him the minute she saw him too but she kept it to herself. She didn't want to hurt him by leaving and she didn't want to get attached to anyone here. She would leave soon and she w

It wasn't too far and before I could spell my name, we were there and we were welcomed warmly. We got out of the car, all of the wolves that worked in the pack house were females, all on Celeste's demand. She was that feminist all the men loved, and I loved her too. We moved closer to the pack house and just as we were about to cross the entrance, a portal opened in front of us and Nyx emerged from it

I turned around to see another stalker/best friend/nuisance waltz around the room without knocking on the door. I pout my freshly applied bold red lip replying feistily, “Project Lead-Miss Ella Miller. Do you ever knock?” “No, Hmmm mmmm mmm you doe-eyed beauty, the birthday boy is gonna love his present tonight” she winked, reminding me what I had almost forgotten, it was James Holt’s 30th birthday!

It always seemed as if Wendy was the villain for bringing up a divorce. Before Wendy could say anything, the phone next to her started vibrating violently. It was a call from the nanny. "Mrs. Grant, Yarick is missing!" she said anxiously.

“He schemed to make you go astray because of me. He even took out your golden core and gave it to me. Did you really think he’d go into seclusion with you? Don’t be ridiculous. The only person he has ever loved is me. “Queenie, Father has given you everything all these years. The position of Sect Leader was yours, and so was Julian. You’ve had your turn. Now, it’s my time to shine. I sneered deep down. Wendy was introduced to everyone as my younger sister, but I knew she was nothing more than my father’s illegitimate child by a fox demon. Before I could respond, Wendy spoke again, “Oh, right. Didn’t I mention I learned a bit of healing magic? Don’t you want to see it for yourself?”

"Where's Ava? You have to get downstairs so I can have him arrested." But Wendy had a better idea, "You know what Mr. Stark, I am Ava's manager and I can't let an opportunity go to waste like this. I say we use this to teach the bastard a lesson." Alessandro stared at her as if she had gone mad, but he didn't protest. Minutes later, Wendy pushed the doorbell successfully this time, her hair covered in fake blond wig, her eyes concealed with shades. As soon as the door opened, a very shirtless Sean Lancaster filled her line of vision,

Liberty’s POV When I get back to our room my head is still spinning. I tell Zander everything Wendy and I talked about, thankful he is here to share the burden of all of this new knowledge. He listens attentively and without interruption as I fill him in on Wendy’s past and the fact that she is Lottie’s mother and a halfling, how Marcel saved her life, the veil she has maintained to protect the pack all these years and the thing I found most shocking of all, the hybrids among us.

A little while later, Wendy reappeared wearing a pristine white princess dress, freshly changed and freshly scolded. — She scanned the room, saw her brother chatting with guests, and then spotted Daniel. Her eyes lit up like she had just seen the male lead of her favorite drama. Without hesitation, she grabbed a glass of red wine from a passing waiter and downed it in one breath. She had clearly forgotten her mother’s warning. Then she walked toward Daniel with what she thought was elegance. Her cheeks were flushed, her smile bright. “Hi,” she said sweetly. “I’m Wendy Gold. You can call me Wendy or Wennie, but I suggest you call me baby. That’s what my mom calls me.”