The week has gone by and decisions have been put into practice.The first of these is...A visit from the future to the past.05 hours earlier...Marcus was sitting at the desk, a glass of blood - courtesy of Matte - at his side and in front of his eyes the screen of the notebook to provide the information that his heart longed for and there, within reach of his hand, he looked at the passports bound for Paris - where there was a house that once belonged to his mother and he believes that still is.- Mamma, I hope you are still waiting for me," he murmured as he took a pen and a notepad to write down what he needed to write. He was so absorbed that he didn't even notice Amy's entrance, except when she hugged him from behind and kissed his neck while whispering je t'ai ame.- I love you too, ma' belle.Amy smiled as she took Marcus by surprise, turned his face away, and took his mouth in a searing kiss.- Wow!- So, do we have what we need to know?- Mostly what my heart needed to know
Paris, FranceFinally Amy and Marcus arrived in Paris the city of love. After disembarking at the airport, glancing here and there in bewilderment, they both headed for a cab and searched for the address Marcus had obtained as so far still being his mother's. The sights filled the eyes, but nothing surpassed the magnificence of the beautiful Eiffel Tower - but the backpacker's day would have to wait for another time.Oh, dear!- Marcus, tell them we're going for a little ride around Paris - Amy's eyes sparkled imploringly. Marcus smiled as he anchored himself at Amy's back to also admire the tower and the crowd around her as he said - have no doubt.The driver smiled. He remembered the first time he had seen the Eiffel Tower with his girlfriend, now his wife.Some time later. Amy and Marcus were standing in front of an imposing house, their heads raised to the beauty in front of their eyes, but it was Marcus who had his hands trembling. He had waited so long for such an opportunity, a
-Maya who is that redheaded friend of yours with the violet eyes? - asked Julio Cesar sitting in a dark purple velvet armchair enjoying a glass of what was probably blood.-That's Leticia," said Maya standing near a window also with a glass in hand, only almost empty, "but she's too nice to be a vampire.- And what about being a nanny?Maya laughed, already knowing what Julio Cesar intended.- She'll never agree to come here of her own free will,- she said as she took the last sip of blood from the glass that was running down the side of her mouth.- Except that I know someone who can persuade her," he said as he rose from the armchair to help himself to another dose of blood from a beautiful bottle on the mezzanine.- Your mistress? -ironized Maya. Julio Cesar looked at her with hostility - Brenda is not my mistress - and took a few steps across the room sipping the liquid from the glass - she is my priestess, not that it's any of your business.Maya smiled debauchedly as she though
After much insistence by Soraia, Katrina and Adam returned home - without her - along with their friends André and Valeria. Men were chatting on the veranda standing against the wall, and women in armchairs in the living room.- Raína, be honest with me, my sister, what do you foresee for Soraia's future? - asked Katrina now standing by the stone fireplace looking at a photo of herself and her daughter, hugging and smiling in a heart-shaped portrait to Raína who was sitting on the arm of the sofa looking at her sister's sadness.- Do you remember when Sheila had talked about Soraia going through the darkness and needing to see Augustus' hand in the light?Katrina nodded.- If Soraia doesn't see that Augustus is trying to help her, unfortunately, she will sink into the sadness she has trapped herself in. All because Julio Cesar crossed my daughter's path," Katrina spoke with anger in her eyes, "and dragged her into the rot that precedes him.- For God's sake, Katrina, don't go doing an
- And now, what am I going to do with you two? - Sergio asked himself as soon as he dropped Sofia's bags on the sofa, staring at her and Gabriel.- How about letting them kill their homesickness? -Malvina proposed, giving the new couple an accomplice smile.- Longing? Sergio planted his hands on his waist and stared at Malvina, first, always with his spoon, then at his daughter and the other intruder there.- Sofia hasn't even traveled, what will she miss? Malvina put her hand to her head and, smiling, waved it.Sofia took Gabriel by the hand and they left the apartment where they had barely arrived, leaving a mumbling Sergio mumbling something about daughters, disobedience and punishment as he followed them, but Malvvina had stopped him earlier. -For God's sake, Sergio stop being such an oppressive father.- I'm trying to protect my daughter.- You can't protect your children from life," said even a deputy father.Sergio sighed, deep down -although he didn't admit it- he knew that
Leticia was in a store selling clothes, shoes and exclusive accessories for graduations. Smiling, she chatted with the attendant who showed her the models and fabrics of long dresses, but always looking at the street, because since she had left home she felt that eyes scrutinized her at every moment.-What do you think of this one? - asked the girl, thus shifting her attention from the street to the long white dress with light green shades on the hem and structured lace bust with stones.-It's beautiful! - she said as she took the dress and walked to a full-length mirror and placed it in front of her body to look at herself. But still Leticia looked at the street and frowned.-Is everything all right, young lady? - asked the attendant when she saw that she was looking more at the street than at her dress.-I'm just nervous about graduation,- she said with a yellow smile.You don't know what's waiting for you, violet eyes, - thought Julio Cesar, hidden in the shadow of a stone commerc
Roses Red Municipal CemeteryAll was quiet, only the feeling of loss as the funeral procession of Maryah, Maya's mother, went by. Davi,Maya's father was desolate walking like a robot with eyes covered by dark glasses and facing the ground beside the coffin along with a few family members and friends.Hidden behind a marble tombstone, Maya watched with her eyes as her father and friends carried her mother's coffin to the family plot. Tears rolled down her face, quiet and painful, but she had learned to channel them, after all it is known that when vampire feelings surface the time precedes according to their intensity.-Forgive me mother," she whispered as she saw her father place a white rose on the coffin before placing the earth that would seal her in the arms of the underground.
After a snack in the lovely garden if Lucia, it was time for the son -again- to leave his mother, but now he knew he could come back whenever he wanted. It hadn't been easy for any of them, not even Amy who had just met her mother-in-law who had whispered into her ear -take care of my boy -and she had returned one of course. Marcus didn't know what to say to his mother and refused to say goodbye, but the worst was not knowing what to feel, after all it had taken him years to find her and now he had to leave her.-Oh, ma chère,- she hugged him, - don't cry, as the young people say, it's bad for you.The butler then appeared to inform them that the cab requested by Lucia was waiting in the street. She nodded and accompanied her son and daughter-in-law at the same time, saying - I want to attend your two weddings. There was no return, but she saw an exchange of glances before they got into the cab and left.
A plane has just landed in the landing and take-off area of Lacrimal city airport, the door opens and the electronic staircase descends to the ground, and little by little, the passengers descend into the beautiful dawn still with some remnants of dawn.Among the passengers, only one person interests us. She is.A woman who returns from the past to once again make the lives of two brothers hell. She is tall, thin, but with generous curves in the right places, long and wavy blonde hair, tanned body in a provocative dark red dress at the height of her thighs, and as if all this daring was not enough, beautiful and expressive emerald green eyes.Already in the baggage belt area, the young man asks her her name to check the luggage label, and with her beautiful and shameless smile that left the young man drooling, she says:-My name is Esmeralda.A little later, with her luggage already in the trolley, heading towards the taxi area, she murmurs to the beautiful sun and the city ahead -Welc
Almost two months laterIt was May 18, 2077 of a beautiful late afternoon, that orange tone mixed with black and the sun a white dot on the horizon. Since the massacre at the camp, there were no more indications that there would be another, which only increased the apprehension of the wolves, as Bait meant, without acting, a bigger problem and with a hundred percent chance of deaths.The caution of those close to him was so great that Doctor Elena still didn't have the courage - since the exterminators were always prowling around - to study Soraia's blood that Malvina had given her some time ago.Malvina and Sergio looked at each other every time Isca called them into her room or came into theirs, always ready for a verbal attack or even a physical one, since Isca made it very clear her hatred for vampires, werewolves, and those who helped them, and especially their relatives, and when she said that she looked directly at Malvina, who often reached for her gun and only didn't draw it
♥ It's sad to say, well even to think, but as it turned out the nightmare never ends, it just takes a break to then come back with renewed force and make our hearts race and our brains ache. Everything we live, everything we feel, a whole legacy is left...Absolutely everything is renewed, and it's up to the next ones who come to know how to make them tip for the good... or for the bad. I tried to bring my friend Maya back, for good, unfortunately I couldn't.I never told her to stop when I saw the first signs that evil was pulling her. The worst thing is that it was not only me who paid for it, at her hands, because the evil she brought fell on everyone, and I helped, supporting her, but my mother also paid....I write these words because my heart feels that she is going to kill me, and consequently my mother. Too bad I didn't have time to thank the only person who really helped me, but I will leave written here what I want to say to her - Soraia, thank you so much for saving me when
Raína and Ivan are carrying bags to the metallic blue porshe parked in front of their beautiful house -they thought and discussed a lot about what Katrina had told them, and decided that before asking Soraia and Augustus for help they would need to find someone. -Are you ready? - Ivan asked with the house key in hand as he looked at his wife who nodded. Then he took the key to the lock, turned it twice, removed it and put it in his trousers pocket, smiled at Raína and they went to the car.On the way across the interstate that would take them to the bridge connecting Lacrimal City to Cardelhas and other cities, Raína called her sisters and warned them of her decision, saying that she needed to find the only person who could give her detailed information about her daughter and her death or not.Katrina and Malvina wished them good luck and faith and that if there was anything she needed, all she had to do was call them and they would leave everything to go and help her. With tears in
Passing Lacrimal city and once again we are at the local cemetery, the cemetery where Soraia had literally resurrected because once again two good citizens, and once again, the culprits are the wolves and/or vampires that inhabit here.It's almost 4pm on March 26th 2077, a day that will remain in Maya's memory until she dies, after all for us humans, she had the nerve to go to Vera and Veronica's burial.Hiding behind a dark granite and ceramic mausoleum, she watched the crowd that followed the bronze and glass coffins to the family plot. Everyone is silent, there is no wind and the clouds in the sky do not move, heads are bowed and close to each other and the coffins.Maya was possessed with anger and sadness, all locked inside herself, for she had sworn not to shed a single tear for that traitor, and she would comply.Unfortunately remnants of the Maya of the past missed her friend.A door opens and a woman, judging by her small feet with red nails and sandals with stones, enters uns
Discretely, Dr. Elena put everything Malvina would need to collect Soraia's blood in a common bag, because if she put it in her own bag or even in the personal use of nurses or doctors it would raise suspicions and questions, everything they didn't need since Bait was back to the police station, more furious than before.Malvina had already called Soraia who had already won a new mobile phone from her mother, and with her permission now with a description and with Sergio's help - because whenever the delegate was next to someone, questions were avoided, unless they came from him - so they arrived at the car, and so Malvina thanked him and left.Almost half an hour later, Malvina was already at the door of Augusto's suite, where the smiling man himself invited her to enter.An equally smiling Soraia with a plate full of grapes spread with something red, whose slight aroma indicated blood, came from the kitchen.-Hey auntie! - greeted her as she stuffed a 'caramel' grape in her mouth an
The weather was going to close in Palaços (figuratively speaking) because two rivals were going to be face to face, and only God knows what would result from this meeting.It was a beautiful day at dawn in Palaços, and it was predicted that the afternoon would be much better. So after a delicious lunch with her son and dear daughter-in-law and the Guardians, Lucia decided to go for a walk. Marcus had made a point of accompanying her, and with him of course Amy, and being so, her protectors always standing by to protect her. Lucia was still amazed at the beauty of Palaces both in the past when she had been there and now, and all the discovery and beauty was shared with Amy beside her on the pavement in front of a watch shop.Marcus was following behind with his eyes watching for any suspicious movement, as well as the protectors here and there but on the pavement.On another pavement, across the block chatting, came Velaska and Atia. Unnoticed as if they were two ordinary people, after
-Don't worry, Aunt Sheila, I'll tell Leonel as soon as he gets here -spoke Joss with the mobile phone between her cheek and shoulder as she spoke to Sheila and dried the coffee dishes. Apparently coffee for many didn't happen until after ten o'clock in the morning, and the fault in this case was Leonel who had pinned Joss to the bed and they only got out of there after screaming each other's names in one last sweeping climax.-All right -she spoke, and at that moment she heard the door open and the smell was Leonel's, so she said goodbye to Sheila.-Joss? - he called into the living room, but the smell of blackberries on Joss's skin drew him into the kitchen before she could even meet him.-Hello? Leonel sensed in Joss's kiss that something was troubling her.-Did something happen? Joss sighed and ran her tongue between her lips-Bait destroyed the camp, Leonel-what? - Several vampires and werewolves have died.-What about my mother?-She's the one who called me to tell you that the
The lion's head clock fixed to the wall read 10:22 a.m.A big, tanned hand slides across the crumpled, cold, dark blue sheet beside him. Then Augusto, who was lying on his side, opened, still sleepy, his beautiful light green eyes and smiled satisfied for the pleasurable night yesterday - and at the same time dissatisfied - that now he wanted to wrap Soraia in his arms and she was not there.A smell of fresh, warm coffee wafted to his nostrils, and slowly, he sat up in bed, stretched, got up, wrapped the sheet around his slender waist and headed for the kitchen.Soraia was never one to cook, but that didn't mean that she didn't know how to do it, because laziness had always been her companion to escape the kitchen, although she was actually enjoying preparing that coffee and feeling that delicious smell lulling her senses.Soraia was so busy with the task that she only felt Augusto's presence when he hugged her from behind and gave her a hickey on the neck.-Augusto," she moaned as sh