Romans & histoires Hc Dolores

I pulled her hand and drew her in for a hug. "Thank you so much," I said. "It's my pleasure." She replied patting my back. "Are you hugging without me?!" Dolores yelled out suddenly. "What? No. Come over here." I said sniffling. "Awnnnn... I love group hugs." Dolores said joining in the hug. "Me too." I and Elena said in unison. "Oh My! Chris is so going to drool when he sees you." Dolores exclaimed when we broke contact and she got a good look at the dress.

Philosophical answer of the woman with red hair named Clara, uhmm so Dolores is the name of this cursed person, really get ready for me when I get away! After a few hours we reached the middle of the forest and they dropped me off... Dolores blinked and suddenly the ice wrapped around my body disappeared, uhm now you'll be begging for your life hahahah, but of course we have to give it a little fun and play with it hahaha.... That's why I cried all of a sudden so that they would believe that I was very scared, but inside my mind I was already thinking of what I could award as a punishment to them...

When he turned the key, the powerful engine filled the silence between them, making her shiver. No one spoke. Dolores kept her gaze on the open fields outside the window, trying to ignore the strong, magnetic presence beside her. Impossible. “So…” she began carefully, “you’re Mr. Carter, right?” He didn’t look at her. “Zacky. Just Zacky.” “Alright… Zacky,” she repeated, forcing a polite smile. “I’m Dolores Ferreira.” “I know,” he replied curtly. She raised a brow. “So you’ve heard of me?”

Now that the lights were focused on the stage, the spot where they stood had become darker. Helma's skin was taut and fair. Cole could see her fluttery eyelashes from his angle. "I haven't seen him yet. I'll ask Mr. Vincent later," Cole whispered. Helma pouted. "I’ll be damned if he’s not here." Most of these masters had weird tempers. It was normal for them to not come. On the stage, Dolores had finished thanking the guests who were present and looked over from afar. She had blond hair, deep blue eyes, and fair skin, like an angel in a fairy tale.

, Lima said with a devious smile. “I know that smile too well. What is your good news?”, Dolores asked. “I need your forgiveness first, Mother”, Lima said in a small voice. Dolores smirked. “Holding something I want over me. I see my teachings are still in you. You are your mother’s daughter after all. You have my forgiveness, now spill”, she said. Lima smiled and sat beside her. “The Don is in town”, she said with a smile. “Okay which one?”, Dolores asked.

Jo asked with a slight frown. “It’s not about that honey, I’m just offering you a few options so you can think about which one is best.” “Hmm honey, you know I get confused easily when there’s a lot of choices.” Then accidentally Jo saw Doctor Dolores Ryan walking towards them. That’s when Jo waved for the doctor to come closer to her. “Doctor Dolores, how are you? Do you live here too?” she greeted her. “Yes, I live here, on the 17th floor,” she said, glancing at Nicko secretly, while this young man just kept quiet and pretended to look around.

She liked to read thriller novels and preferred romantic movies where she always cried at the end. She had light blue eyes with dark brown hair, and a smile for every person she encountered. She believed that the world was filled with people only trying to survive and that they were generally good. Her real name though was Charlotte Douglas and she had moved around quite a few times from Elko, Nevada before settling in Epworth almost five years ago. She had changed her name and worked at the diner for four years before buying it from Mr. Carlson who finally decided to retire at the age of seventy.

she whispered. A doctor walked in, a nurse at his heels. The nurse flashed me a genuine loving smile and started checking the IV drip connected to my arm. The doctor patiently waited for her to finish before he solemnly said, "My name is doctor McKay and well, you're quite a fighter, Rebecca. The bruise on your ear is superficial, but the one on your hand is quite deep so you're not permitted to use that injured arm. Did you take any drugs before you slept? " I shook my head. "No, I didn't. I forgot to." I said as quietly as I could. My mom's eyes bulged in surprise. The doctor wasn't surprised as he had probably heard worse. Doctor McKay frowned. "Really? There's a high amount of hallucinog

MICHAEL'S POV. I sat quietly on the couch shaking the glass of wine in my hand, my mind still clouded with guilt. I still couldn't believe Allen talked me into this evil act, it wasn't because I was righteous, I was the complete opposite. My name was Micheal but I was known among the billionaires as “The drug devil”. I was a drug dealer, one that you shouldn't mess with…one that valued money more than family. I was someone who sent shivers through people's spine, there was no single person that crossed me and never lived.