Marisol cerita

It's just like the show Mr.Iglesias but more on Marisol and Mikey's relationship, (This takes place before season two because that is when I started it) (This is my first story, I know it's garbage) I do not own any of the characters in the story, they belong to Netflix and the show Mr.iglesias. I only own the story line

it's a girl who want to complete her dreams but her mom want to go back mexico because there no any work if there no more work no money they will be homeless so that's why her mom want to go mexico if you want know what happen next just read my book..

This is just a snippet of an already 11-chapter novel! :) Let me know if you like it and whether or not I should write more, and just give general feed-back about the plot and grammar. Yes, grammar-nazis are welcome. :)

Marisol, was born into a family that couldn't afford extra expenses or provide her the best life. Selling her off to the best brothel was the only reasonable option for them and upon doing that , they opened doors for her. Falling for Ablando was her first mistake and the second was leaving the brothel run by 'The Devils Advocate'. To find out more about Marisol, continue reading as I try my very best to unfold the story.

Marisol, I've never seen her not smile, not laugh, she is basic perfection to me, but.. she doesn't see herself that way.

Marisol Jagger is your normal 15 year old.. That is untill four extremely hot guys come along and kidnap her for thier boss, who plans on making Marisol turn into a completly different person, Luna Knight, and making her sell her body for people all across europe. The whole kidnapping situation is quite flexable, because if Marisol does what she is told for 3 years she gets to go home to her family. But what happens when she starts falling for one of her bosses helpers? Will she purposefully find a way to stay?

'So, You want to know my secret Marisol?' The question resounded in her mind. She wished she had never said yes. Actually, she wished that she had never gone poking around, trying to figure out why this was all happening to her. She wanted to laugh at her own stupidity but it was impossible. She was choking on her own blood, so laughing would prove far too difficult. Marisol lay on the floor, her artery shoddily severed, and only a quick and painful death awaited. She never saw it coming. She was too shocked by what she had discovered to realise the piece of wire being delicately placed around her neck. In one swift motion, everything became hazy. The cut felt like a pinch that turned into utter agony as she looked at the blood pouring onto her cream dress. Now, curled up on the floor, her only thought was on Valentina. Who was going to warn Valentina not to go searching for answers? Marisol realised that her death would not stop the alliance. The alliance between the kingdoms of Arendere and Vargon was going to happen. She was replaceable. Valentina hated this life, but she would have to leave her warrior roots behind and take Marisol's place. Valentina was going to have to take her place in the line of succession. She would have to wed the Prince of Arendere, a man known for his charm, sarcasm and seductive nature. The consequences would be dire. Marisol knew that the Prince of Arendere would meet his match in Valentina. They were cut from the same cloth and dangerous sparks were bound to fly. When she finds out what in in store for her, she will not go quietly. She knew her sister and she loved to ask questions. Those questions would be the death of her. Even gods can die Valentina. They had killed Marisol, and now they would kill the next heir to the Vargon Kingdom oh, but Valentina was so much more. She was the future for us all. As Marisol succumbed to the darkness, her last thought was: Valentina, don't trust my mother, do not trust the Queen.

The doorbell rings, Elizabeth answers. There's nothing but a few roses and a note. She reads it and finds something out and doesn't know how to accept it and who sent the roses? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Read my new book to find out what happens

When 2 coworkers start writing things on a wall in their staff only bathroom like little kids, things escalate and well you're just going to have to see for yourself.

After suffering heart break too many times, Marisol decided to give herself a new life. She has new responsablilties and no one is going to throw her focus off, that's what she wanted to believe. And it worked for a while before old faces stir up old emotions.

Being a survivor in a zombie apocalypse? Tough break. Trying to find survivors? Even tougher. But what if you did find a survivor? Better yet, what if she was your twin? How far would you go to save yourself, and family you've never known, in a hell hard to live through?

I hate you but I also love you

" I'm in love with the feelings I have for you".

Pack your backs, you're on your way to Love Island! Your summer in paradise is about to begin.

Marisol is a stuck up 16 year old. She feels that she is better than everyone else. When Jacob Perez comes in and shows her the actual value of life she gets a whole new perspective.