Yor Briar Mga Nobela at Kwento

Open Briar Violet did not scream. She considered that a personal victory. The blue ribbon clung to the outside of her bedroom window, soaked flat against the glass. Rain dragged its pale tails downward in slow, uneven lines. The tag twisted in the wind just enough to show the words again. OPEN BRIAR. Of course. Because apparently the universe had decided subtlety was for people with healthy sleep schedules. Violet sat up slowly. The Briar envelope lay beneath her pillow, its edges pressing through the fabric like it had been waiting for the window to speak first.

Her pack abandoned her as a baby, and no one knows why because her pack was never found. James found Briar in the woods on his travels and brought her to my parents. They found Briar a family within the household staff. My mother’s Lady’s Maid adopted Briar, and we were allowed to be friends. Holding Briar makes me miss Tracey. I have two best friends in two different timelines, but never can the three of us be together. Being here means I won’t be able to see Tracey whenever I want, and if I left, it would be the same thing with Briar.

I smiled thinking it would be nice to do something like that. "It will be in the woods still but I randomly came across it one day." Brian said telling me about a little cabin he said we could use to have some time away from the castle. We talked about our plans and that we would be leaving tomorrow. I took a hot shower while Brian went hunting again. I got dressed in pants and black top with a camoflage jacket and a bow and arrow and a hunting knife. I went outside looking for Brian. I found him looking at a couple of people. A man and woman. I got my arrow ready when I snuck up behind him and managed to shoot both of the people. Brian quickly spun aroundand saw that it was me who shot them

I had finally found the one for me. The next day, I went to the airport to see my family off. On the way back home, I received a call from Brannon. He was inviting me to Kribi. They were celebrating his girlfriend Xaveria’s birthday there and he planned on proposing to her. Brannon was a serious womaniser and I wasn’t sure he was ready to settle down but it wasn’t my place to judge or question him. He was old enough and knew what he was doing. I just prayed he wasn’t making a big mistake and I hoped he didn’t break her heart. I had met Xaveria once and she was a sweet and lovely girl. How she put up with Brannon and his wild ways, I don’t know. Most people mistook me for a play boy but I did

Chapter 1 Stepping in All of the Barbara’s men were around Bria's condo. They were all cleaning the crime that happened inside. Wiping my twin sister's blood and carrying the body of Bria out of the room. They were making sure that no one gets to know what happened yet, concealing the truth. “My goodness,” it was my mother, Britney Barbara. “Who did this to our daughter? Who?!”

Briar Reef isnÕt the big city where people minded their own. Why just from her investigation this morning she knew firsthand how the people here stuck their noses in everyone elseÕs business. The neighbors were a font of information on Melissa SherryÕs comings and goings. They did everything but give her exact times and dates, and some of them came close.

“The Lunar Trials… forgotten queens.” “Why would you have books about queens?” I asked, and he shook his head as he went back to the paper that he was reading. “You know that reading is not limited to books about men or kings, right?” He asked as if I had just insulted him. “Bratva kings reading about queens. How balanced.” I said sarcastically. “You sound disappointed.” He said, raising an eyebrow. “I sound surprised.” I met his eyes. “I assumed you only collected books about murder, money, and how to glare at people until they apologize or flinch… maybe piss themselves before they tried to run.”

Which is exactly why my eyes are currently squeezed shut while I attempt to breathe through a meditation app that sounds suspiciously like a woman orgasming softly over rainforest noises. Inhaling deeply, all I can focus on is them. I’m starting to recognize each of their scents individually, which feels like the first warning sign of complete psychological collapse. Corrian smells of whiskey and the inside of a fireplace. Leo smells like rain and leather, wild. River is clean, cold water and forest shadows. Ezra, expensive warmth, and devotion. And Jax…smells like trouble. Sweet and warm and boyish in the most dangerous possible way. Sugar and bad decisions made at three in the morning.

Maybe she was going to find something similar today but he didn't understand why it was so urgent that she would go out in the light drizzle of rain despite the fact that she was spoilt and always hated the rain. He was still deep in thought when he finally heard her bark excitedly while wagging her tail furiously like she had finally found it. He came over and inspected what she had found. They were close to the river now. At first he didn't see anything of significant importance. He crouched while watching Lily paw at a fallen tree truck. He came closer and what he saw made his blood turn cold. Right there under the dead tree was a girl. She had dark skin made to look dirty by the soil. An