Yolanda Montez Novels & Stories

They had spaghetti, fruit salad, and a cake with a candle shaped 18 on it. Ellaine was forced to speak just to break the awkward silence, “Auntie, a while ago I met a strange woman. Her name is Margarette.” “Margarette? I don’t know a woman named Margarette living in the neighborhood.” “Maybe that’s because she’s living near the city proper. She has this shop selling weird stuffs as well.” Ellaine was not interested in eating her spaghetti anymore. She was merely poking it with her fork. “What kind of weird stuffs?”

Melissa what are you doing in there, I heard the princess Luciana calling out to me and I immediately swam out of the room. "Am sorry my princess I'm just arranging the room" I said to her and she rolled her eyes sitting down and ordering me to fix her hair. My name is Melissa and I'm a blued tail mermaid slave. I work in the palace as the princess Luciana's maid. I was taken in as a palace slave when my mother committed a crime. She fell in love with a human and got pregnant for the human an act which is a crime in Atlantica.

Hey , listen sis .. he is coming , I need your help , don’t let any girl to talk or touch him , well please tell me how am I looking .. Well Yolanda , you look stunning , don’t worry , your sis Is always here ..Ash be flat seeing you today Yolanda- Thankyou sis .. Yolanda- hey , sorry for late intro, I am Miss beautiful , Yolanda .. well I am a model , and also own some shares of Ash’s company .

Biting my lip in concentration. "I think I'm done," I say, his face is outstanding better already. Patching itself together as though nothing happened. He doesn't move, "you're beautiful." I flush. Looking down and picking at my cracked nails. "Stop." Chris merely smiles, "You are Andrea. And I'm going to remind you every chance I get." I fumble to words, to any response. I've never considered myself beautiful. My almost platinum blonde hair was weirdly natural and my blue eyes where so light they sometimes seemed to reflect clouds. But beautiful? No.

I try to take care of her at work and outside work, her husband does everything he can to keep her out of trouble. Norah pouts, and I pull her out of the kitchen until we're in a safe, quiet zone. She shows me a small vile wrapped in a silky napkin, watching with wide eyes to see my reaction. "What the hell is that?" I have to ask. She grins. "It's another poison to add to my collection. I finally got the belladonna extract," she explains. "Are you crazy?" I whisper-shout, looking around. "This is a restaurant! You have to stop bringing them here!"

She felt intimidated but she tried to keep a calm and composed exterior. " I do not know what you are talking about, " He said as he got up from his seat and walked out of the dining area. Maya kept looking at him until he was not in sight; sighing I pushed the plate of food away from me; she did not feel like eating anything. " heard you got missing yesterday, " Azora said as Maya looked at her; she had her plate in her hands and bag on her shoulder. Maya just nodded; already irritated with these questions and stares.

"Let's give it up... to the Herald of Dexo Fernia, the shadow assassin! The daughter of Hikaris himself… VERONICA!" Chest out, shoulders back, I walked out of the dark and turned my gaze to every corner of the coliseum, and with a devilish grin on my lips, I raised my weapon and they screamed my name… just how I want them to. "And her challenger..." the announcer paused for a while, I crossed my arms and everyone went silent, patiently waiting until, "another daughter of Hikaris, the Mistress of Dexo Fernia, Elspeth!"

“That’s her.” “Malrik Kaine’s wife.” “The invisible one.” “She looks like her, doesn’t she?” The last whisper crawled up my spine. Her. They meant Zenaida — the name that haunted the walls of my marriage, the woman every shadow still bowed to. Calla’s hand slipped into mine. “Smile, babe. You look like the cover of a scandal.” “Great,” I muttered. “Just what I needed.” She found me before I could find her. Yanila Montova — tall, blonde, smile polished sharp. Her dress was red, because of course it was. It clung like a warning, a declaration of sin she was proud of.

Not a single drop because crying won't mend anything. His chest keeps on tightening at the mere flashback of how the most important woman of his life lost her last breath in that one damnable night... The memory remained clear at the back of his mind. Zandro left Cassidy in that man cave because they believe that nobody knows about the secret place but them. It was far from civilization, far from Dimas; and most of all from the enemies. The Villalobos learned about her betrayal of their clan— Cassidy Correa Villalobos is one of the grandchildren of the infamous Señora Constanza Villalobos. But the former gets closer to the Monroes for the same reason as his father— they helped her finish her

“Do you gentlemen have an appointment?” “It’s urgent,” Rocky Ace said, taking a step forward. Conrad had no choice but to move backward into his living room. I clicked the door shut behind me. “I’m going to cut right to the chase, Mr. Conrad.” Rocky Ace made his intentions crystal-clear. “This morning, Don Bernardino put a hit out on a woman who’s got no connections with the organization. Her name is Aryana Joy Monteverde—she’s a barmaid at a bar in Ermita, Manila. What can you tell me about that? Because our boss wouldn’t say much when we asked him.”