Novel & Cerita 로리타

Of course, climbing never was. He tried to get close several times, but that damned Alpha Lorenzo was always there, watching over her like a guard dog. Still, something else incredible and unexpected happened to him. He received an anonymous message from a mysterious person. Yes, as crazy as it sounded, someone told him they were an enemy of the Grecos and knew he wanted to destroy Lorenzo too. Luca was skeptical. He thought it might be some kind of trap, but when that message from “Victoria” appeared on his phone and stirred up Marcella’s jealousy, he knew it was not a joke.

It was a very huge store, with a million dresses, it smelt of fresh roses and pastry. “good day ladies” a tall lady greeted us the moment we walked into the store, she wore a suit and had a pair of spectacles hanging off her nose. “Miss Romero” she added with a smile. “and you must be miss Santiago, Romans fiance”. I smiled at her. It was funny though that her store was named after my fathers name.

Fred. —This wine is really delicious. — said Luciana, Mrs. Lisa smiled at her with true affection. —It's because it's one of our specialties, it's called Frozen Rosé. — Luciana smiled with fascination, Santiago couldn't stop looking at her, he had noticed a special shine in her eyes as soon as they arrived and saw the incredible place. The place was incredible and spacious, it had a large parking lot and parking for many cars. —I love it, I will definitely have our wedding here —Irina said determinedly. - Do you agree? —She asked her fiancé

Then he said something Ryan never expected. “They say the woman who defeated King Lucian… is the child from the ancient prophecy.” Silence filled the hall. Ryan frowned. “What prophecy?” The messenger looked surprised. “The prophecy written about the child of chaos Ryan’s expression hardened slightly. “I’ve never heard of it.” The man shifted uneasily. “My Alpha… the rumors claim she is the child born from the forbidden union.” Ryan’s patience thinned. “Speak clearly.” The messenger lowered his voice. “The rumors speak the woman beside you… Aria… is the child bears the mark

Her green eyes roamed over Lydia as she exclaimed, “Oh my God!” Lydia stifled a laugh; she knew her mom would soon comment on her beauty and how she would sweep every male off their feet that evening. It was clear that Lydia resembled her mother, both standing tall and slender, with curves that could captivate anyone. Lydia had inherited Luna Alice's striking green eyes, long tan limbs, pointed nose, and beautifully shaped lips.

Using the only currency that still terrified old dynasties. Loyalty born from extinction. When the Morettis were destroyed, those who survived didn’t surrender. They buried themselves deeper, waiting for a name. A symbol. A flame to light the match. Now they had one. Aria. And somewhere beyond the fog of war and rising smoke… was my mother. Luciana De Rossi. The true spider in the web. The forgotten queen of a hidden empire, the Velate Infernali, an underground order forged decades ago from blood oaths and betrayal. Everyone assumed she’d retired. That she faded after my father’s death.

Every hair on my body stands on end as I watch Lucero approach. She stops in the middle of the courtyard and every fae in Araphyra kneels before them. “I am Lily Forte. Guardian of the Realm, Mate to Aolis Strombringer, Unsealer of Lightning Wielder, Rider of Lucero and the One True Queen. Lucero and I are one and we will bring peace and harmony to this land. We will eliminate the darkness that Lorelai has brought to us, and we will restore the tranquility that this land deserves.”

Loretta stared at him, speechless with awe. “You haven’t been coming to training,” Sven told me, ignoring Loretta. “There hasn’t been time,” I said. “Salem has changed, and . . . ” I trailed off, unwilling to reveal the depths of my fear. “I’m sorry. We can resume our training soon.” “Who’s the harlequin?” he asked, jerking his head in Loretta’s direction without looking at her. Loretta got up from the bed, nightgown trailing at her ankles, and held out her hand with a grin. “I’m Loretta Wolstenholm, good sir. Pleased to meet you.” She was blushing profusely.

"Especially family members." "I could forcefully enter and you won't be able to stop me, you know that right?" I got up instantly, needing to see who it was at the door. I pushed open it, coming face to face with her. She doesn't need an introduction. Camila De Luca, a.k.a Belladonna. The De Luca's only daughter and a certified psychopath at heart. In our world, she was not to be trifled with. In other words, she was worse than even me, the devil's spawn.

— And came with his girlfriend. —Girlfriend? - Nilton asks, approaching, surprised. — Are you sure, Lôlô? —Absolute. - Says Loreta, proud. — Her name is Helena, just like the protagonist of the novel. —Is that right? He said he’s his girlfriend? - Nilton asks standing next to his wife and facing the ladder. —He did not deny. - Loreta answers. — Helena... - Speaks Nilton, thoughtful. — Who would say?