Yeimi Licona Mga Nobela at Kwento

“It is said that a day will come when an emerald green will take all that blue holds dear. Eye will meet one, and the war will never cease to end.” The Alpha’s mother said, looking at the green eyed slave, her name was Liana. “A twine or bound, one unbreakable, as her name would mean. And the reign of him who rules will be with her.”

Now how do we convince Damien to let me talk to Luke? ‘Oh dear. Maybe you should find someone to talk to him,’ she said. Yes, I need someone else to talk sense into Damien. Since I can’t go to my parents, that leaves me with Denise. She should know someone we can meet. As I turned to go, Damien walked into the room. I continued walking, but as I wanted to walk past him, he grabbed my arm to stop me. “Lyra, please.” “Leave me alone, Damien.” “Come on Lyra, you can stop talking to me because of that man. You are my mate.”

they said, small voices full of awe. Enne smiled at them, but the smile never reached her eyes. Her heart sank into an increasingly suffocating indecision. Lynx, her inner wolf, tried to soothe her from within, but even Lynx's soft voice was not enough to dispel the heavy feeling weighing Enne down. "All of this is natural. You are the Moon Goddess' choice, Enne. Believe in yourself," Lynx whispered. Enne let out a long breath, staring at the forest in the distance. A persistent question haunted her: Do I really deserve to be Luna?

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

Emily stomps her foot as she glares at Jake, who just stares at her. “What journey? You are fine. Stop following these crazy diet fads and reading these magazines. You need real food to let your brain work.” He explains calmly but Emily covers her ears. “You know what I don’t need this kind of negativity in my life. I will find people who will support me. Danika, you always have my back-“ “NO.” “Fine.” She says as she slumps her shoulder and asks the bartender to make a fruity mocktail with extra cherries.

Love you daddy. Lily. Lily wrote, added a smiling emoji, and signed it off with her name and sent it. Lily was living in a dream world. She was stuck in the memory of when she was living with her father, Abigail, and Nora. She did not see much of her father, as he was always working and the only person by her side was Aunty Nora. The situation now was no different from life with her father. The memory has impacted her sight to the extent that she was also not seeing the people around her right because she could not remember their true faces. She looked at them and saw them as her mind's eye perceived them.

I said. He nodded but the doubts in his eyes were still there. Then I heard Liya singing some song lighting up the mood. Jimin immediately closed his eyes and hummed to the tune with a small smile. Liya's voice is very sweet, she has the ability to soothe people's moods and heal minds. That's why sometimes she's called the Nightingale of our family. And looks like Jimin is her patient now. I don't have anything like that, but I'll say this.

I like Lola though mabait din naman si Lady Laya pero mas magaan ang loob ko sa bunsong Enciñas. "He likes you,” biglang bulong ni Lola sa kin. Her eyes were glued to my back. Dahan-dahan akong lumingon and I saw Prince Liam's smiling face.He's talking to Prince Lachlan but his gaze was on our direction, giving me that piercing dark pools that might be magnet or what. Nakakabatu-balani. Agad kong binawi ang tingin ko, ibinalik sa kausap kong panay ang bungisngis.

I wasss wronggggg🎶 -Beyoncé/ destiny’s child Capri was good at throwing subliminal shots, these Song fired without her talking directly to him. Just as she expected he would leave without another word. Door slams! She changed the playlist as upset as she was, she was on the mend. She took the road to hit him where it hurts now she needed to be picked up. The only way for that was to listen to gospel music and pray to God for guidance and a peace of mind.

Offering a military salute by crossing their hands over their chest they stood facing her. Jelena Savage was not as old as one would expect from the leader of an entire race. She was only 17, even younger than Axel by a whole two years! Her hair was braided just above both her ears, her eyes watched coldly like a hawk and inside them, one could sense ruthlessness emanating from her whole being. Her voice was a bat match for her personality, she sounded nothing like who she was. This was a strong woman, who ruled with fear and an iron fist.