《Pronto Para Ser Esposa? Soon to be Wife?》CHAPTER 26
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We were currently in walking in Hospital, I saw everyone waiting for us, her friends and agents/friends. She just walked through them and told the doctor her who she was and was lead to a room.
" I can only allow 2 people at a time" the doctor said with a sad expression. I nodded and went in with her. When we reached the door, she intertwined her hand with mine. She took in a deep breath and exhaled.
I opened the door for us to walk in, we were met by 2 stretcher's with 2 bodies on it lying, covered with white sheet from head to toe. She was shaking, I held her in my arms. It was like her leg wasn't supporting her, I was supporting her keeping her on her feet. She was silently crying, tears were streaming down her cheeks. We went towards the stretcher, her parents were there lying dead.
Their face were pale in color, with scars on their face indicating they got hurt when the plane was crashed. Sira just stood there looking at her parents lifeless body. 15 minutes has been passed and she was just standing there looking at them, while I was standing behind her.
Mr Dane came in saying we have to leave, I was gonna say something but Sira just passed by us walking fastly. I ran behind her to find no where.
Aiden came up to me "Stay with her Lydia, she needs someone with her. Be-careful she is a bit stubborn, she might say some hurtful things but she won't mean it. We will figure out the rest." I nodded and left just to find her leaning against the car waiting for me. I unlocked the car and she sat in.
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The ride was nothing but silence only honks could be heard. We reached my house and she just went in, I went behind her but could not find her until I heard the door closing. I sighed thinking she might need some space, so I prepared to make food for us.
Dinner is done it has been 2 hours and she hasn't come out, I walked upstairs to find the gate locked.
Strange. She never locks her door.
I knocked "Sira, can you please open up the door." no response.
"Sira, please". I heard some shuffling going on inside and she opened the door.
She stood her eyes which were beautiful ones and make you smile made me frown looking at it. I hugged her tightly and she just broke down crying and crying and crying. I wish I could take away her pain but I couldn't.
Sira Pov
Hearing the news of my parents dying was devastating, it killed me inside. All I did was give them pain, stress and made their life worse my my existence.
Right now me and Lydia were eating food. All she has done was be with me since the news taking care of me, if I need anything and I was grateful for it. She din't force me to talk to her she was calm with me and I was thankful.
We heard door bell ring and she stood up to open up the door. It was silent for few seconds until I heard murmuring and knew it was the group. I turned around to see my friends and group standing in living room.
Lila and other's just came and gave me a tight hug. Aiden came up and kissed my forehead whispering "We all are here for you Sira" and then gain his composure saying something he wasn't ready too.
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"We have some news Sira, which includes your parents death."
Which made me snap my head towards them, and they indicating me to sit down. Lydia sat beside me on couch and other side my friends and opposite my group who has basically turned into a family a big one including Sarah, but we decided not to tell her for her own safety.
Redhead connected laptop to TV, everyone's attention on the TV and Aiden.
"Your parents were murdered Sira, Plane crash wasn't an accident".
"What!" I exclaimed.
" Are you saying that thoses blacksheeps fucking killed my parents because we are protecting her and not only my parents but dangered other passenger's on plane to. What the actual Fuck". I said out loud.
I stood up furiously pacing back and forth. Until I heard my phone rang it was a unknown number. I looked at them and they motioned for me to pickup my call and tech guy was ready to trace it with his laptop.
"Hello Sira".
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Sewing Bullets (Sorrentino Mafia 1)
They should never have met. Each one of them lived in different parts of the world. She lived in the light, an ordinary existence while he kept to the shadows, the underworld. But one fate encounter brought them together and no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't deny the pull they felt towards the other. They thought they could make it casual, to take comfort in the other's bodies and then walk away. But any hope of that ended when the strip turned blue and if he knows anything about his world; once you're in it there is no leaving.
8 145The Ruined Monks of Rothfield Monastery
Erin is the youngest member of the dark monks; a supernatural brotherhood whose ultimate mission is to improve the dire circumstances of poor, war-torn villages using powers unique to each member. Or so he was led to believe. Erin, like his brothers, does not age, and that is, unfortunately, the only trait he shares with them. He cannot charm or compel like Woodrow, he cannot cast illusions like Knox, he was not swift like Swithin, not powerful like Blake. He was barely an assistant to his dear brother Wilbur, with his herbology and alchemy. He was told to lie low and make himself scarce. That is what he did. The dark monks temporarily reside in abandoned monasteries scattered around the country, feeding the poor and healing the sick, nurturing the monastic lands until it was fertile enough to raise crops and rear animals. As the years passed, they would leave these reformed, repopulated, self-sustaining monasteries and venture froth to help the next settlement. Yet, after years of toiling and quiet servitude, Erin notices that people and the country itself are declining. The villagers look gaunt, the once-lush soil now barren and cracked. He begins to feel disheartened, thinking that their mission is proving futile. Still, their leader Blake is steadfast and charges onward, and lately has his eyes set on a certain monastery in a thick, thorned forest that seems to diminish, even nullify their powers. A thick forest that Erin somehow has a connection to. A thorned glade where an ethereal voice calls his name with one simple request along with a promise:Heal the land, child. Heal the land and I promise to give you sanctuary so long as you stay. I promise to nurture you as you nurture me. As Erin cultivates the land, the land, in turn, gifts all its caretakers with new, enhanced skillsets on top of their unique powers -- skills of protection, healing, and magic. Magic. Erin had long wished to see the world fill with it again. The people, regardless of common or noble blood, still believe that magic will enter this world again. Magic to bless the king like it did the Saints. Magic to dispel the miasma befouling the world. Magic to bring back the fae folk and their many forms. It is up to Erin to forge the many paths leading to a bright future; to build a prosperous paradise that welcomes all races and bloodlines, by mastering the rewards gained through agriculture, horticulture, and animal husbandry, smithing, crafting, and fishing. Erin may also find a lifelong friendship and romance with his neighbor, Claude, if he decides to pursue him, and may even join him in the military campaign outside the monastery. The darkness still lurks outside, after all, and the mastery of his skills, along with a few good friends, may finally be enough to turn the tide in their favor. Most of all, Erin wants to keep the vow he set for himself: to protect everyone and everything he loves until his dying breath.
8 115Nowhere
(WARNING: This story has A LOT of sexual content. I mean it. This story is ALL about sex, so I wouldn't recommend this if sexual content makes you uncomfortable)What do you do when you've hit rock bottom? When you're going nowhere? Don't ask me, because I have no clue. I've already hit rock bottom. I spend my nights working as a useless stripper, and I spend my mornings with different guys in different beds. Nobody knows the real reason why I do this to my life. However, there's this guy. He's known for playing girls and being a millionaire. He's also a Calvin Klein model. His name is Justin Bieber. He knows what I want, but what if I change my mind? What if life is more than money and sex?
8 187Third Mate #Wattys2018 (Completed)
Highest Ranks: #1 in Original Story 10/8/18 #5 in Second Chance Mate 30/7/18 #1 in Hurting 24/7/18In the werewolf world mates are commonSecond chance mates are rareBut third mates have never been heard of until now........Liam Roberts is now 22 after his first mate died, and rejecting his second chance mate, Bella, he is living his life solo. Layla King, Bella's bestie, has been in many relationships but can't seem to hold onto the men. She is slowly losing hope in everything.On the fateful day that Bella invites Liam to her wedding, Layla and Liam's lives are transformed, without them even knowing. ~~~~~~She is still shaking and naked and my wolf and I are very turned on, but I push all of my dirty thoughts away and move towards her slowly. I rip off the handcuffs and she crawls into a corner of the bed, curling up in a ball. "Layla you don't need to be scared of me" I say quietly"Please don't come near me" she whimpers~~~~~~Started: 7/7/18Finished: 19/1/19
8 236Sweet as a Strawberry
~complete~Charlotte is as sweet as a strawberry. She's the kind of person who will drop everything just to help you, just to put a smile on your face. She's as sweet as the sugar that constantly runs through her bloodstream, and as excitable as the rush that comes with it.And then there's Benjamin, who's as sour as a lemon. The last thing on this Godforsaken planet he wants to do is acquaint himself with her. While Charlotte is kind and caring, he's rude and vulgar, while she's friendly and innocent, he's crass and mean. So how in the hell is that going to turn out?
8 173Allure.
Savannah had everything she had ever wanted.She had just graduated law school, been offered an associates position and had the most amazing friends she could wish for. Her life was perfect.... Until she meet Ryker King.Ryker was not Savannah's type at all. He was a rough bad boy biker with a shady past but she couldn't help but be drawn to him.Will his allure keep Savannah's attention and will something grow from their intense attraction?
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