Who Is Fiona In The Giver Novels & Stories

Fiona said as the IPO scrabbled stuff down to his little booklet. "How did you get to finally live in your late husband's House because he wasn't caring for you and your kid?" He asked. "I kidnapped Maria and killed her," she said as my eyes widened in shock as my instinct told me that Maria was Aura's late Mom. "Who is Maria?" I finally asked "Aura's mom, I paid assassins to kill her" Fiona said as the IPO kept on writing. "How did you get the money you used to pay Assassins?" He asked.

I suppose it was nice to see that this woman’s blatant question took us both aback. Fiona. So, that was her name. It suddenly clicked in the back of my mind why this woman seemed so familiar. Fiona was the Alpha daughter of Luna Caroline's pack. And I suppose, theoretically, she was Caroline’s niece. From what I heard about her through the ongoing lines of gossip that circulated through the staff, Fiona often liked to pick fights with other Alpha daughters. Many had commented in the past that she wasn't very attractive. Perhaps it was her aggressive personality that made her so.

Seeing that I had ignored her, Remy turned and looked around my room, trying to see if there was anything new that she could take for herself. "Today's my birthday. Dad, Mom, and Blake gave me lots of presents! What are you going to give to me, Fiona?" Remy crossed her arms over her chest, not finding anything appropriate about her demanding a gift from me. In the past, I would ask her why she didn't think of giving me a present first. Now, it no longer mattered. Remy glanced at what was on the table. Instantly, her eyes lit up with interest and she made a grab for it.

“Then it’s a good thing I don’t take orders from you now, don’t you think? Kindly fuck off, Jin.” Jin regarded Lyn with a tight smile, his grip on Lyn’s shoulder tightened viciously as he chuckled. Lyn barely recognized the motion. The moment his gaze met my amused ones, he winked mischievously at me and I couldn’t resist the snort that escaped my lips. Jin cleared his throat as he turned back to face the elders. “Forgive, Lyn’s brash words. But I’m afraid he’s right. Fiona is our mate. Why should she go to your pack? What exactly gives you the audacity to suggest such atrocious words?"

"Donna, wait up." A sugary voice came from behind me. It was Fiona. She was Elio's new assistant, and she was always hanging off him. I'd told Elio more than once how I felt about her. He'd only smile and tell me not to be so sensitive. I stopped. Fiona hurried around in front of me, her red lips parted, catching her breath. "Donna, the Don... the Don says please don't be upset." "He can't speak for himself? He needs you to carry his messages?"

She sat up, left her chest bare, then grabbed a gadget from inside her bag on the nightstand. "Dad?" she murmured,. Steve sat down as well. He enveloped Fiona's upper body with the remaining strands of the quilt. His bead looked at the woman who was picking up the call. "I'm at a friend's house. Why?" asked Fiona. The girl listened for a moment to the father talking behind the phone. Until the end, the bead was manned. "Huh? Arranged marriage?" ***

Before Owen could do so, Aria grabbed Fiona's hand. She looked into her eyes and asked, "Who's Mindy?" "She's my daughter." Fiona clutched her long hair with one hand. "My daughter is very obedient. Tiny, too, like a baby." Aria lowered her gaze, her eyes seemingly possessing some magical power. "Mindy is not your daughter." "Mindy isn't my daughter?" Fiona went from confusion to doubt. Aria nodded. "She's not. Nobody bullied your daughter."

What did Xena even do wrong? Sienna wondered. All Xena did was love Felix. Could Miranda have said something to him? Felix never used to be like this. Just then, Fiona appeared at the elevator lobby at the end of the hallway. She had just gotten off work. “Ms. Gibson, you’re here too?” Fiona greeted Sienna. Sienna had always liked Fiona. She stood up and smiled. “I’m here to help look after Xena. Did you just get off work?”

“You don’t have to go through this alone, Ez.” But he didn’t know how wrong he was. Fiona leaned back in her chair. “If you really want to survive this, you’ll need more than courage. You’ll need to remember what she was running from—and why she chose you.” “Why me?” I asked, my voice barely a whisper. “Why not someone else?” “Because,” Fiona said, standing slowly and walking toward a tall, dusty cabinet. “She gave you her eyes. Her fire. Her fight.” She opened the cabinet and pulled out a small, black box. When she turned to face me, her expression was no longer amused—it was grave.

She loved to hear tales like these. "I didn't even know what was going on at that time. I was only interested in Athena so I didn't quite fancy any of them." "Who's Fiona though?" Daniel, who had been listening, asked. "Oh, Fiona's is Griffith's daughter. But she's dead. Athena executed her." "Yeah, you said so." Daniel said with pity in his voice. Ciara, who was still watching the young ladies, suddenly had a wicked idea. She pulled Alex by the arm till he was close enough to her. She raised her tiptoes and whispered into his ear.