Anna met up with her father and took him to her mother's grave. She could alternate her vision, and knew that her father saw only ruins and desolation, but the place was beautiful. Full of flowers, silent and with a fountain of water in the center. Her father seemed moved by the tomb, but Anna was indifferent. She knew that only her mother's body was buried there. Her spirit was alive inside her. They decided to leave. “What happened there, Anna?” Henry asked after a while, as they watched the island disappear from view. “It doesn't matter, Dad. You saw what you wanted, and I found what I needed. But I feel that I was cold. That I didn't make the most of my discoveries... I'll come back here one day.” “I'd like to come back with you. I think it's unworthy of your mother to be buried in such a... desolate place. desolate.” “Don't think about it, Dad. She'll stay where she is. It was her last will.” Anna said firmly, and they never spoke of the matter again. Anna arrived h
Anna didn't seem to be affected by the small bolts of lightning that came out of the wind and hit her body. She wasn't even scratched by the blows of the elements. Naya noticed that she seemed immune and this made her angrier, until she remembered that a Bruma was also chosen from the moon. “Use whatever you have to, Luna!” She said and, advancing against Naya, began to deliver strong, rapid blows to her body. Naya felt surprised, and was at a loss for action at first, but then, she conjured up the minerals, and in less than a few seconds, she had a silver knife, slashing Anna, who didn't seem to mind the blows, despite the blood squirting out of every cut Naya made. Anna didn't draw blood from Naya's body, but her blows were strong and accurate. Naya felt as if she was breaking her bones from the inside. Every part of her body that was hit was paralyzed with pain for a few seconds. The pain didn't go away, but Naya adapted to it very quickly. Two strong hands grabbed Anna a
Everything passes, but nothing has Ian talked to Adam every day by video call after he got home from school. At first, they were alone, so that Ian could call Adam his father without confusing his brothers' minds. Ian agreed that when they were old enough to understand, they would tell him their secret. After a few months of this routine, Anna began to take part in their conversations. Adam could see her as a friend, although he couldn't forget that she was the love of his life. The two became friends over time. Sometimes he called Naya. The night they spent together wasn't enough, and even after she got married, he continued to frequent her bed, only stopping when she announced her pregnancy. When the child was born, Adam went to visit her in the hope that it was his son, but the girl had all Naya's features and the shape of her face was identical to her father's. He left disappointed. He left disappointed. Of course, Naya didn't have to get married. He gave her the oil com
The night was cold, but the two werewolves staring at each other didn't seem to notice. They were creatures that were half man and half wolf. Creatures that everyone believed only existed in children's stories to scare children. They were legends, yes. But they really existed, trying to survive in a world of mostly humans. One of them, with gray fur, had its claws raised and was tapping each other, as if sharpening its sharp, enormous nails. The other, with brown fur, was snarling at his opponent, while other yellow eyes, like little beacons in the darkness, watched from a safe distance. The brown-furred werewolf lunged forward to attack. He still didn't understand his opponent's superiority and as soon as he got close, inevitably too close, the gray werewolf raised his claw with astonishing speed, even for a werewolf, and swiped with his claw at the other's face, and when he withdrew his claw, one of his quarry's eyes was stuck to his fingernail. The werewolf
The sixty-two-year-old man, eyes the color of the sky on a rainy day, looked at the beautiful sixteen-year-old girl, a bit of a redhead, as her hair was only red at the ends and curled in graceful natural curls, while the rest of her hair was golden and slightly wavy, with accentuated freckles near her nose and beautiful green eyes, swinging on a seesaw in a garden, while he talked to her father, without him being able to see her expression of desire. “I have two properties in Brazil and one in Ireland, which is all the inheritance I received from my late wife.” Her father said. “I've already visited these properties, and they don't even pay half of what you owe me... They would pay a third, and maybe interest...” The man replied without taking his eyes off the young woman. “That's a start, until I can raise the rest of the money. I can pass on these properties so that you can give me some more time, a few months until I pay off my debt...” The man turned to the young woman
Anna got out of the car and a man in a black suit opened the gate of her old house for her to enter. Fear was visible in his eyes. She didn't know what to expect. Anna couldn't feel happy about returning to the house where she grew up. She didn't know how she would be received by the man who had literally bought her, and being received by someone who worked for him was not a good sign. Would she be just another maid in that house? She knew he had a wife, who didn't accept the situation and left him, but she was afraid, because a man at that age could have fantasies that denigrated women. All the big mafia bosses were famous for their eccentric tastes. The man who opened the gate, however, spoke courteously. “Come along. Boss Allister left instructions on how to receive you.” “He left instructions? Isn't he here?” “We can't talk about the chief's routine or activities, miss.” He said and motioned for her to follow him, after taking the small luggage in his hand. Anna foll
“Las Vegas?” “You have three casinos there. I want to get to know each of them and...” “Don't look at me like that, Anna!” All asked with a smile as she undressed him with a look. It had been seven months since they had met and now she believed she loved him and her desire was insatiable. He liked knowing that, of course. It was good for the ego of a man his age to have a beautiful young woman who worshipped and desired him, but he feared that before long, he would no longer be enough for her. He never imagined that he would fall in love at that age, let alone that she would fall in love with him. He couldn't have sex with her. There was something about her that inspired in him the desire to offer her much more than he had intended. All came to love her with the affection of a father. She dreamed that she would marry him, and then he would complete and consummate the final act of sex. What the poor young woman didn't realize was that behind him, there was a pack of werewolve
Her thoughts were interrupted by the arrival of an elegant man, wearing a black suit and with an expression as if he was constantly angry and hated everything and everyone, who stopped in front of her and stared at her as if she were a cockroach. “The boss told me to take you home.” Anna stood up immediately. “Is he all right? Is he awake?” He looked at her with disdain. “The orders weren't... From that boss.” Anna narrowed her eyes and stared at him fearlessly. “I don't have to obey the orders of any other 'boss'!” He nodded affirmatively. “He said you'd probably say that, but...” “There is no 'but'! Go back to your boss and tell him that I'm not going anywhere without my... Boyfriend!” The man stared at her again as if she were a worm, but he spoke calmly, and no one noticed the threat, apart from Anna. “You may refuse to accompany me, and in that case, I must hope that you had the good sense to say goodbye to your father, because you will certainly never