Novels by Agustina

Luna paced the place, unsteady and completely heartbroken. She didn't want to be with anyone, she wanted to be completely alone. Iris was with Theo and Claire, and Portia was distracted by her husband. She still didn't know anything. She didn't know what had happened to her father, she didn't know how cruelly he had been hurt.Two days had passed, two slow, agonizing days. She had gone from being the happiest woman in the world, to the most miserable. There was nothing to soothe the pain she felt at that moment.Angelica was dead, it was the only thing that comforted her. Her suicide had been the perfect proof of her irreversible state. She had no salvation. It was sad, if she thought about her whole story, who wouldn't go crazy if the love of your life was taken away from you, and you had no choice but to survive and hide for fear of being found by the same people who took him away from you?- Luna," the person behind her called, "James has woken up.Her heart began to pound. She ran

He walked through the long corridors of the hotel, checking the doors, anxious. It seemed to be a hallway with no end, and his nerves were getting louder and louder.204, 205, 206, 207. He knocked twice on the door and in less than two seconds, a slender woman with a familiar face stood in front of him.- I didn't think you were coming. - She looked at him tensely. He snorted.- I've come. May I come in?- Until you ask.The door opened further and James entered the room. The smell of cigarettes was almost visible and a table was positioned in front of the huge window.- Oh, that's your place. Sit down. - she ordered. James obeyed and sat down in front of the window.Angelica disappeared for a few seconds but then positioned herself in front of him, holding a box in her hand.- What are you planning? - he asked impatiently. She smiled.- Nothing bad, just a look around. - James looked at her doubtfully. - Let's go back in time. A young James Bexell, interested in experimenting, maybe

There was only one thing he still hated with all his life, the piano, and today, as an adult, he looks down on the beautiful instrument as his mother looks on with amusement.- Come on, Pinky, don't be a frustrated musician. - He exclaimed with amusement, quoting the movie he loved so much, Pink Floyd's The Wall.- I don't remember anything, actually.His mother snorted sarcastically.- So how are you going to play Portia's show, then? You volunteered.- I know, it's just that I actually thought I'd remember how to play, I didn't. I don't remember how to do it.Luna appeared through the door catching James and his mother's attention. She wore her hair tied up in a bun and baggy clothes. Her belly was huge and James knew how uncomfortable she could be.- Hello, Nana. - She greeted and kissed her mother-in-law's cheek. -- Hello James. - She kissed him. - Are you practicing Portia's songs?James looked at his mother cautiously and she quickly realized that her son didn't know what to say

The weather was mild, and orange light streamed in through the window of the large sky-blue room. James sat for a moment, Luna was snapping at him. He knew some pregnant women suffer mood swings but she was simply unbearable, she didn't like it when he talked to her, but when he didn't, she got angry. She also hated it when he touched her and the second he was demanding attention. They had argued 3 times in one day and James had resorted to the twins' room, which wasn't finished yet and he could give her a hand with the painting. He couldn't go with Rose as she was in the hospital taking care of Portia, it was nothing serious, but she had given them quite a scare. Three days ago Portia woke up crying as her pillow was full of blood, she had a headache and tachycardia so they had to rush to the hospital. The reason? There was a mix-up with the pills Portia was taking, the wrong bottle was given to her and for that reason her doctor received a major complaint.Portia had lost weight not

Luna watched TV while eating chocolate. She looked down at her belly and noticed that it had grown a little. She put a smile on her face and stroked it. The same thing had happened to her mother. The first five months she didn't notice it, but one day, out of nowhere, it exploded in size and became present. Luna was about to reach four months, but that day she had noticed a difference.She didn't know if she wanted two girls or two boys, she'd probably like to have a boy and a girl.The door rang. Luna stood up and quickly went to it. When she opened it, James was in front of her with a beautiful hanging on a hanger that he was holding in his left hand.- Will you put this on and come with me? - he asked with a smile. Luna looked at him and walked over to him, planted a long kiss on his lips and as she pulled away from his warmth she spoke.- Yes. What are you up to, Bexell? - she asked teasingly. James smiled.- I just want to celebrate you. - He replied and walked into the house. He

James opened his eyes slowly as he felt hands caressing his face.- Oh James...- She said in that voice he remembered perfectly.He smiled immediately as he looked at her.- Sarah, you... - He said in a whisper but was silenced by her voice.- You know I'm gone, don't you? - She asked in her totally serene voice.James nodded with a hint of sadness.- You're still there for me, Sarah...I....- No, James. What I mean is, I'm gone. You have a right to be happy. - She agreed with a peaceful smile. James stared at her. - You have to get your life together.- I have, I...- I know. - She confirmed. James looked at her in despair. - But it's hard for you to take the next step.- I'm sorry. - She replied and felt her eyes fill with tears. - I just don't know what to do.- You just have to forget. - She said with a smile on her face. She moved closer to James and placed a warm kiss on his lips. - I will always be with you, but it's time to move on.______The voices stunned James and the puls

Luna was packing her bag as anguish gripped her body. She didn't want to leave, didn't want to, but she knew James wouldn't let her go with him.Portia was still sleeping and her heart shrank at the thought of not being able to say goodbye to her. According to James, he wouldn't have to be gone too long as he planned to end the whole situation in less than a day, if there was a chance.The house was going to be monitored and his phone was going to be tracked. It was not easy to get through to the owner of an unknown line, but he could not find any other option than that to reach Angelica. He hadn't heard from her since she had left her job at the office.*"I told you not to yell at me, you little bastard!" she yelled as she hit Michael. He sighed in pain."Please!" the young man begged."Where's my money? I don't see it anywhere. You have three seconds. Speak." commanded James."Please...My..."He fired.Angelica appeared and wearing latex gloves opened a dresser drawer. From it, she

James's house was no longer the mess it had been when he had left. Portia had been watching the window for several minutes as she couldn't wait for her father to arrive. She was a born party lover and wasted no opportunity to exploit the situation to the fullest.Luna, meanwhile, was distracted by her computer in the kitchen. Clare had been telling her a couple of anecdotes about Mitchell and he sounded like a completely unusual man. James had told her that in his teenage years he had become one of her main father figures. After all, his father had died and Mitchell was the only one who had been there for him without wanting to sabotage him.He was writing an email to his mother when his phone vibrated. He ignored it for a few seconds but then it did again. He looked at it quickly and the unusual message caught his attention.He picked up the phone and read. What?"See you soon, Luna. You can't keep me away if I don't go alone."He chose to ignore it and with a distorted mind, left it

- Come on, come on. Where's Portia? - James asked, looking at his mother. She looked at him wearily.- She's with Luna. Can't you hear me? - she answered and went into her son's house.-It's getting late, I have to pick up Iris and it's a long way to the castle. -He said as he followed his mother. When he entered, he sat down on the sofa.-Calm down a little, there is still a long way to go before the ceremony begins. - she answered, trying to calm her son down.He was hysterical. The house was in complete disarray. Rose was not there, her mother had woken up at some crazy time in the morning and then had spent an enormous amount of hours getting ready.-What's taking so long? -he asked wearily.His mother snorted.-Go get Iris and then come back for us.James looked at her for a few seconds.- Okay, but can you please be ready for me when I get there?Clare, his mother, watched him walk away as he left the house. Her son was more nervous than usual.He had recently confessed to her h

James watched as his daughter was covered by a large white cloth."Portia, please, no.....""Sir, you must step away." requested the man covered in that white smock he hated so much. James began to gasp."You can't take me away from her." he shouted and ran to the girl's body. He slowly uncovered Portia.Her face was white and cold. Hair fell delicately down the sides of the girl's face that had once been full of life. He looked at her with despair."Portia, please..."She sobbed uncontrollably as a giant pain shattered her heart.She was dead.-James stood up with his breath hitching. His chest was rising and falling rapidly, as tears streamed from his eyes like waterfalls.He looked around carefully, he began to calm down. She was in her room, it had all been a dream.-James? -asked a voice behind him. He jumped. It was Luna.He remembered everything that had happened the night before in a second.He looked at her carefully, she was only covered by the thin blue sheet fabric, her h

James looked at Collin with boredom. The guy kept talking about his stupid engagement, about how much money he'd spent on his car, about everything he did. He was a total idiot. He just wanted to go home. To be honest, he never liked those kinds of events. He only attended because Edward had invited him, the others, he hardly ever went to.The dinner went on like that: Collin, Collin, questions about his father, questions about his work, Collin, awkward questions about Sarah, and finally, Edward's extensive stories.After an hour, it was finally time to go home. What could I do?Portia was gone, Rose was gone, and Luna was mad at him. What would he do? Surely he would have to go in quietly, and go to sleep. And he didn't want to sleep. Shit, he didn't want to.Edward was at the door dismissing each of his guests.James walked toward her.-Hey, James! Thanks for coming, really. - smiled Edward.-No need, it's been my pleasure.-How is Portia?-She's perfect, her health has been impecca

James looked at Collin as he continued to talk about his engagement and how happy he was about it. He was looking at him with tremendous seriousness, while Collin was looking at him menacingly and rubbing his nose in every one of his personal victories.-And I mean, I plan on getting married later this year, don't I Jessica? -he asked the young woman sitting next to him. She looked at him with a smile.-Of course, love.James made a disgusted face, unconsciously.-Is something wrong, Yorke? -asked Edward, another partner, amused. Everyone at the table turned to look at him.James laughed.-Nothing, I'm sorry. I mean, engagement is usually a great thing, isn't it? You know, that whole stage is usually filled with revelations about our lovers.- I agree. - Edward replied. - My mother always told me that if you get through the wedding process, you can get through anything.- Sure, I'm sure Collin can handle it, can't he? - he asked. Collin looked at him with fury in his eyes as he laughe