#answered : marisol ruiz.

[longroadhcme]

Who are you most attracted to in town? (all muses)

HONESTY HOUR.

"Is it acceptable to say myself? 'Cause, we all know I'm the cutest around these parts." A smirk following, typical and very-Katherine in nature. "But, for the sake of your curiosity, we'll go with that delightful looking Isaac fellow. His jaw, well, I could just bite into it. I'd say Lucien, but he's falling in the poll due to his recent endeavours. Stefan, of course. I think that much goes without saying, have you seen him? Oh, and can't forget that delicious Alfonso, have you seen him without a shirt on? Trust me, he's doing us all a service with those abs." @ofsteelehearts, @ofkingmakers, @moralivity, @hoaxwings.

"I've not really been paying attention since I got here. There's been more pressing matters, don't you think?" A shrug followed, mind wracking for anyone she'd clocked in the meantime. "Let's just go with familiar territory, and say that Atlas is up there. Rightfully so too." @hoaxwings

"When you're in the line of work that I am, it makes finding anyone attractive pretty difficult, 'cause you know underneath the pretty face, there's a deep rooted pit of despair and supernatural trauma." Evidently, she'd had a taste for that in the past. "But, for the sake of shallow tendencies, Greyson is definitely easy on the eyes. I don't think we've had the pleasure of meeting yet, but Mason Lockwood is also enough to make anyone's eyes flutter. And, despite everything, I suppose, Klaus is still on the list, if not purely for attraction purposes." @darkncghts, @theirdiaries, @ofchaoticminds.

"After the pity party I witnessed, I'm not sure anyone is actually 'attractive'. In order for me to find you as much, you'd need to not run around crying because of people actually being honest with one another." It was safe to say that CJ was hard to please, especially when it came to such departments. "In fact, we'll just go with that guy who embraced the chaos with me, Brent, was it? Otherwise, ask me again when things have calmed down, and maybe I've seen other sides to people around here." @ofvengefulwrath

"I think we all know one of my answers here, so not sure if it's even worth acting surprised? But, Damon, obviously is up there in the list. I mean, his eyes alone are enough to lure you in, let alone the activities included in our friendship." Was it even considered as much, these days? They hadn't crossed those lines again thus far. "Aside from him? I'll never tell him, for his ego would double in size, but Lucien definitely has some level of appeal. But, perhaps that's just his pretty face? 'Cause as soon as he talks, that attraction dwindles. And, lastly, I guess we'll throw in two curveballs, on a purely physical basis, 'cause lets be real, they're shifty little buggers; Mikael and Tristan." @ofchaoticminds, @ofkingmakers, @dxddyoriginal, @de-martel

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💭Anyone else’s Wednesday feeling more like a Monday??? . Man it’s been a day! Besides IG being down all day, it’s been hectic and frustrating my way! This is my second attempt to post about Girls Like Us and I’m hoping it works this time. 🤞🏽 . #GirlsLikeUs is a new #psychologicalthriller from @cristina.alger and it sounds absolutely fantastic! Thank you @getredpr for gifting me a copy! . Summary: FBI Agent Nell Flynn hasn't been home in ten years. Nell and her father, Homicide Detective Martin Flynn, have never had much of a relationship. And Suffolk County will always be awash in memories of her mother, Marisol, who was brutally murdered when Nell was just seven. When Martin Flynn dies in a motorcycle accident, Nell returns to the house she grew up in so that she can spread her father's ashes and close his estate. At the behest of her father's partner, Detective Lee Davis, Nell becomes involved in an investigation into the murders of two young women in Suffolk County. The further Nell digs, the more likely it seems to her that her father should be the prime suspect--and that his friends on the police force are covering his tracks. Plagued by doubts about her mother's murder--and her own role in exonerating her father in that case--Nell can't help but ask questions about who killed Ria Ruiz and Adriana Marques and why. But she may not like the answers she finds--not just about those she loves, but about herself. . I will definitely be reading this one soon. It hit shelves yesterday, so make sure to grab your copy. . . . #thriller #bookstagrammer #shelfie #mylibrary #mybookshelf #bookspines #bookaesthetic #getredpr #longisland #mybookstagram #goodreads #tbr #mustread #cristinaalger #adultfiction #crimefiction #fbi #lovetoread https://www.instagram.com/p/BzeRfgsnZU_/?igshid=1uqpema250hsq

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Rains of Andalusia

A rewrite of these two pieces, just to see how much I’ve improved my writing. Also, I apologize if my spanish is incorrect, I do not speak it and thus used a translator.

Trigger Warnings: Child endangerment, murder, fratricide, gore, horror

@ninjacat1515 (Eliza belongs to her) @piratesangel @cheshire0824 (Maria Salazar belongs to her)

Javier took in his sister and her protective posture near the side of the little abomination’s cradle. She had dropped the facade, all claws, and onyx eyes. He snorted and reclined back against the room’s chaise. A nursery for the younger members of the Salazar family; mostly those who had been in the cradle. 

“Were it not for our parents' great love and affection for you and your monster,” He inspected his claws and recalled, “I would have tossed it into the river the second it was born.” 

“Por el bien de la familia, sin dudas.” Marisol scoffed, turning around to soothe her daughter as the baby began to fuss. 

His face went blank at the dismissal she gave him. His own little sister, did she not know what he did for their familia? Javier stood up quickly, coming around to the cradle and peering into it with a fake smile and a coo, “Buenas Noches, little monster~” 

Esperanza stared up at her uncle with wide eyes. Not with the eyes of a pureblood, no, with the eyes of her mortal father. She sensed her uncle’s ill-feelings towards her and began to cry. 

Marisol snapped at her elder brother and shoved him away, “Stop it.” 

“Oh, my dear sweet little hermana,” Javier chortled and then sighed looking at the thing. “Everything I do is for the good of this family,” 

He looked at his sister’s face as the realization of his next action dawned on her. Javier grinned like a lunatic and swept the child up into his arms, blankets and all, making his way quickly to the open balcony. “It’s time you learned that!” He hollered over his shoulder. 

Marisol reacted like the crack of a whip, turning and pulling on her brother’s arms, shrieking and snarling at him. “Deja a mi bebé! That’s my baby, give me my baby!” 

She grasped the collar of Javier’s jacket, only to be forced to let go when he dangled Esperanza over the ledge, holding her only from underneath her little arms. “No, no, no! Javier, por favor, te lo ruego, ¡no!” 

Javier roared with laughter at the demon’s wails and the shrill sound of his sister’s voice. If he let go, the abomination would plunge into the courtyard below, splatter against the flagstones and his familia would be rid of the blight on their reputation. 

He chuckled and asked, “Do you want to go for a little flight, Esperanza?” 

Marisol screamed and reached desperately for her daughter as Javier made to let go of the infant, stopping only when he heard the enraged roar of Carlos and the Capitan. 

“JAVIER!” Carlos had lept onto a pillar and was climbing up it rapidly, hissing and spitting. 

The eldest child just smirked as his sister reclaimed her child and fled from the room, weeping as she tried to soothe the abomination of her womb. All that was left in Javier’s hands was the blankets, and he let those fall to the ground as Carlos came upon him and pinned him to the wall with blazing eyes. 

“Are you insane!?” Carlos bellowed, shaking Javier violently. 

Javier simply grinned again and shifted into his other form, forcing his brother to drop him and scampered out of the room and ultimately the house. 

Carlos snarled and looked around. He looked down at the shocked faces of his parents, the Salazars, and the crew of the Silent Mary. He could hear his sister crying. Carlos turned on his heel and ran down the hall after her. 

Carlos found his sister taking shelter in the chambers given to her. Esperanza was asleep in the cradle, gently swung by her mother. He came to stand on the opposite side as Marisol looked at him with such grief in her eyes, something he had not seen since their brother Juan never returned from the New World. 

“Tell me about liquid silver,” Marisol demanded. 

He looked at his sister in shock and with a new light. This was the mother. This was anger. This was a mother’s rage. Carlos looked around quickly ensuring they were alone, and leaned over the cradle, “It kills our kind. Faster than a stake or fire, with no hope of a reprieve.” 

It demanded blood, Carlos realized. What stirred inside his sweet sister was a demand for blood. Their brother’s blood. 

“You would break our father’s heart?” He whispered, “The love he bears for his unruly son is great.” Javier was the first-born and the first son, and would always hold a great place in their father’s heart just as Marisol and now Esperanza held places in their mother’s. Just as Marisol held a piece of Carlos’ own heart and he held a piece of hers. 

“Then love is blind.” More tears fell down her cheeks.

Carlos agreed. “Deaf and blind and dumb.” 

Esperanza stirred in her bed, stretching and smacking her lips as she roused. She stared up at her uncle. Carlos smiled, running a gentle finger across his niece’s cheek. Esperanza reached up and took his finger into her hand, gripping it tightly before drifting back to sleep. 

Marisol took his other hand in her’s, for support and strength. He was her rock as she was his. Carlos squeezed his sister’s hand and then let go to wipe away her tears. 

Her nose was red as her lips and her cheeks damp with tears when she said, “Then what can be done?” 

“Hearts may yet be broken Sol,” He tapped her nose as he did when she was Esperanza’s age, “But never yours, not so long I live and walk on God’s Earth.”

Marisol rarely came out of her rooms. She had taken to handling the accounts and the administration at her writing desk there, instead of in the study. Her mood was despairing, no matter that Javier hadn’t returned to the Ortega home after the party. 

It had been nearly two weeks. 

The Salazar matriarch, Maria, had taken a shining to Marisol and little Lancha. It was from her that they learned that Javier was lurking around the Salazar estate, trying to drain the Bruja they kept. 

Carlos, wanting to lift his sister’s spirits, sought out her lover, Andres. From what his mother had told him, Andres was an aspiring artist of great talent whose studio was down in the markets, past the square fountain. Carlos stepped out of the coach, looking around. The fountain was a block off to the right, so he began walking after placing his hat upon his head.

He found the studio after searching for an hour. It was easy enough to find by the sign that hung out front; a new addition from the looks of it. 

Andres De La Fuente the Artist

Carlos knocked on the door, deciding it to be better to seek permission to enter. A shout came from inside, declaring it would be a moment. When the door open, the smell of oil paint and charcoal wafted out. 

The man at the door was in his early thirties with reddish hair and the same eyes that Esperanza bore. He smiled and beckoned Carlos inside. 

“Welcome, welcome! How can I help you, Señor...?” He closed the door behind Carlos. 

The vampire looked around the studio, spotting a bed in the corner. All around were sketches of animals, foliage, people. The most prominent of faces was that of Marisol. Carlos counted fifty different depictions of her alone. 

“Ortega. My name is Oficial Carlos Ruiz del Aguilar y Ortega.” Carlos turned to look at Andres, “I need you to come with me.” 

Andres paused, recognizing the name of his love, his muse, and the mother of his daughter’s family. He knew what Marisol was, and what her familia was. He immediately thought the worst. 

“Did something happen to Mari? Is my Lancha ill?” Andres demanded, panic showing in his eyes. 

Carlos sighed, “No. Esperanza is well. My sister on the other hand,” He trailed off. 

Andres begged then, “Por favor, tell me. What has befallen mi amor?” 

And Carlos told him. He told Andres everything about what Javier had tried to do to Esperanza, of Marisol’s despairing mood since. Andres exploded in rage that Javier, the flesh, and blood of his beloved Marisol had tried to kill the creation they had made together, declaring he would kill Javier on sight if he saw him.

The instinct that Andres had to protect impressed Carlos greatly. 

“Andres, calm down, por favor. I need you to come with me to surprise Marisol and lift her spirits.” 

Andres nodded and quickly collected his coat and hat. “Si, si, si. Whatever it takes to ease her pain.” 

The artist locked the door behind them and pocketed the key.  He followed Carlos through the square and into the coach. The entire ride to the estate Andres talked on and on about her. Of her beauty, her kindness, her wit. How she bore the most beautiful baby he’d ever seen. And of how much he loved her and their daughter.

And Carlos found himself approving of the artist. He was of low birth but seeing how Marisol’s eye light up when Carlos led the artist into the study and how she laughed and smiled and how Andres treated Marisol and his daughter erased any doubts Carlos still had about him.

“Papa. Come on, Lancha. Say ‘papa’.” Andres was encouraging Esperanza to talk, to which she stubbornly refused with a laugh as she held her father’s hair in a fist. 

Marisol was giggling from where she sat with her lover and child in Teresa’s gardens. Teresa herself observed from the parlor windows with Carlos, both appraising and drinking wine.

“You did a good thing for her, Carlos,” Teresa said with a fond smile, eyes never leaving the trio enjoying a picnic outside. “I’m proud of you.”

The officer smiled. It eased the twinge in his heart that was there since that night to see his sister smile and laugh again. 

“Well, I must say he is rather attractive for a human,” Teresa commented.

Carlos was appalled. “You are a married woman, Mother!”

“Married I may be but that does not mean that I am blind, hijo!” 

Carlos shook his head and sat down on a settee. Teresa sighed, listening to the sounds of her daughter and granddaughter laughing.

“I had reservations about the boy, you know? When I first learned he had begotten my sweet Marisol with a child.” She sighed again, “I am so glad I was wrong. She is so happy and that’s all I’ve ever wanted for you, my children.” 

Carlos smiled at his mother. “And you did a fine job, Mama.” 

Unbeknownst to the family in the gardens and the pair in the parlor, a fox lurked in the shadows with a look of malice fixated on the artist. The Defiler; the mortal father of the abomination. 

The fox lurked throughout the night, having been chased off the Salazar’s estate. The Bruja was a child and El Capitan had gone soft. He had thought to return home, simpering for forgiveness until he could remove the little smudge against the Ortega name. 

But he had another idea now. He could remove the cause of it all. 

The artist was low born. A commoner. The fox never understood why his sister mingled with the mortals; they were designed to serve vampires, it was in their nature to be hunted. 

When the artist left in the coach later that night, the fox followed. It was after the coach left that the fox vanished and in its place stood Javier. He sniffed the air and caught the artist’s scent. Grinning madly, he began the hunt, circling around before the human could reach his home and be out of Javier’s reach. 

It was at the steps of the studio that Javier made himself known with a swift and brutal attack. Sharp, needle-like teeth tearing into flesh and blood spurting. The human gurgled, struggling in vain as he was killed. 

Javier detached and laughed. He dragged the corpse away from the studio and hid it in an alley. It would be discovered by tomorrow morning at the earliest. 

One down. Now only the little abomination to go. But first, Javier craved for something sweet. 

The fox appeared again and it darted off, heading to the Salazar home once again.

It was noon when Marisol made her rounds through the markets the next day. The nursemaid that followed her had Esperanza in her arms. The Dona greeted the merchants and their families, looking through their wares to see if something caught her interest. 

She was comparing fabric colors against Esperanza’s skin to make a dress when she caught the smell of death and heard a crowd people talking nearby. It was then that Carlos appeared by her side. 

Marisol gasped and turned to face her brother, “Carlo, you frightened me!” She laughed, “I smelled something and there is a crowd of people nearby.” 

Carlos thought quickly, “Sol, mother sent me to fetch you back for lunch.” 

“Oh, then we shall have to head home won’t we?” She made to take her normal route home, but Carlos stopped her. “What? What is it?” 

“I thought we could take the bridge home today, give us a change of scenery.” 

Her eyes bored into him. Scrutinizing. Why would Carlos want to take the bridge? It was the longest way back to the estate, he knew this. 

Carlos also knew that she saw through his lies and false reasons, as she always had. That was when a woman gasped and shouted, “That is Andres! Why would someone kill him?” 

Marisol picked up her skirts and ran towards the crowd, not heeding her brother’s bellow of her name. She was panting, tears blurring her vision as Andres’ scent and the smell of death hit her nose once she had pushed her way through. Carlos took hold of her arm and pleaded with her to not look. 

“You’d have to claw my eyes out.” She croaked, breaking free of him and taking a few steps forward only to collapse on top of the corpse, wailing. 

Carlos had turned and drawn his rapier, slashing at the crowd to drive them away. “Do you like the sight of her tears? Get away!” 

With the crowd forced back, Carlos returned his blade to its scabbard and went to tend to Marisol as she screamed in grief, cradling Andres’ cold body to her. Carlos knelt beside her and noticed the marks of a vampire’s bite. Javier’s bite. 

Controlling his rage took an extreme amount of will, but he succeeded. “This is not your fault, Sol.” 

“Of course it is!” She sobbed, “I took his love, I had his child.” 

It took some time to get Marisol to relinquish her hold on the body. As her heart broke as she held Andres’ drained corpse, Carlos’ heart broke with her. She was hysterical as the officials took the body away. Carlos held her to his side as he spoke with one of them. The Ortegas would handle the funeral. 

The sun was setting as they finally left the square. Marisol was in front of Carlos, sniffling. Carlos caught her when her knees weakened and gave out on her. He had to carry Marisol home, and he listened to her mumblings of grief. 

“I want to die, Brother.” “I want to be with Andres.” 

It pained him far greater than starving in the Triangle for thirty years had. He kissed her brow as they entered the estate, and called to the servants for warm water and a doctor and then for his mother. 

Teresa appeared with a crying Esperanza in her arms as Carlos climbed the staircase and walked briskly to his sister’s chambers. 

The rest of the evening and the next day passed by in a blur. The doctor had come and went, Marisol, laying despondently on her bed in the same place that Carlos had set her down in. 

Two days after the discovery of Andres’ body, Marisol slipped into dormancy. 

Esperanza was suffered without her mother and her father, crying day in and day out, only falling to sleep after exhausting herself. Teresa had taken over the care of her. 

What stirred in Marisol that night also now stirred in him. He had smelled Javier on the body. He knew the marks from Javier’s fangs well. Their sister’s heart was broken and she was in a dormant state because of Javier’s actions.

It was a week after Marisol’s dormancy began that Carlos finally learned where Javier had been hiding. With a silver dagger and a dark flask, Carlos set out into the night to corral his wayward brother. 

Javier was wondering in a daze when Carlos found him. There were healing burns on the eldest Ortega son’s face. The naval officer held the silver dagger in his gloved hand, hiding it in his coat. He beckoned to his brother, “Javier. Javier!” 

The vampire turned and grinned at his brother. “Carlos! Mi hermano!” He approached with open arms, spinning in a circle. “Isn’t it wonderful, brother? The trees, the stars!” 

Carlos did not answer, glowering impassively. 

“You can see everything, mi amigo! Birth, death. But the most wonderful this is..” Javier trailed off, reaching up to Carlos’ face. 

“There is no pain, here.” Javier held his brother’s face between his hands, gently. “Carlos, mi hermano, I have been in pain for centuries. And you, you... my brother. Puedo sentir tu sufrimiento.” Javier stepped closer to his younger sibling, “You are suffering, hermano, I can feel it.” 

Carlos’ expression remained hardened, “I am in pain, Javier. Sí, estoy sufriendo.” All because of you, he thought privately to himself. 

Marisol was dormant because of Andres’ murder. Esperanza was suffering without her mother or her mortal father. Mother grieved out of fear that her daughter would never awaken. Ale, Ben, and Joaquín were all silent in the house, too upset to play. Father sat in the study, staring into the fireplace, never moving and never blinking. Carlos watched all of this and felt like he was trapped in the Triangle again. 

Javier smiled and embraced Carlos warmly, “You would end your suffering, hermano?” 

This was the brother Carlos had grown up with. Warm and gentle to his familia. The eldest brother who had doted upon his sister and held her on a lofty pedestal. 

“Sí, I would. ” Carlos answered not returning the embrace, “And I would end that of my sister’s.” 

It wasn’t until the silver dagger had pierced his skin that Javier realized what was happening. He grunted as his face contorted, stumbling backward onto the dirt. 

Javier croaked, hand burning around the silver plunged into his belly, “What is this, Carlos? My brother.” 

Carlos revealed a dark flask containing liquid silver. He knelt down beside Javier, knocking aside his gasping brother’s hand and forcing his mouth open. He popped off the cap, and spat, “Only God grants forgiveness. I am an Ortega,” Carlos tilted the flask into Javier’s mouth, “We never forgive.” 

Javier shrieked as the silver poured into his mouth and down his throat. He thrashed and desperately tore at Carlos and then his own throat for several moments before falling silent, staring blankly at the dark clouds above. 

Carlos sighed, taking the dagger from the corpse of his brother and set about carving out the heart. After placing the heart into a sack, he set about making it appear as if slayers had killed Javier; placing a silver stake into the corpse’s chest cavity, wrapping the body in silver chains. 

The sun was rising after Carlos threw the body into the river. It wasn’t until the next day that Carlos returned to his family’s estate with the now embalmed heart hidden safely. 

A week later, Marisol emerged from her dormant state. Once she was left in peace with Esperanza, Carlos gave her the heart and only said, “The crime against you has been avenged, Sol.”

The night after Marisol woke from her dormancy, the bloated body of Javier Ortega was pulled out of the Manzanares. They all thought that slayers had done it, with liquid silver in Javier’s mouth, silver chains around his body and a silver stake in the place of his heart.

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The CW Teasers: A Shaman on SUPERNATURAL, a Cover Up on RIVERDALE and More

What’s coming to The CW the week of November 25? A Shaman will appear on SUPERNATURAL, Betty investigates a cover up on RIVERDALE and the Carringtons try to embrace a fresh start on DYSNASTY.

Sunday, November 25

CHARMED 1.07 “Out of Scythe”: After some unusual seismic activity, Harry (Rupert Evans) informs the sisters that Hilltowne is a portal to hell.  With that said, the sisters must band together to fight off a shadowy demon that is trying to obtain a collection of powerful magical artifacts.   Meanwhile, Macy (Madeleine Mantock) is given an exciting opportunity at work which comes with unexpected complications.  Lastly, Maggie (Sarah Jeffery) has a conflict of conscience over her relationship with Parker (Nick Hargrove).  Melonie Diaz also stars. Jamie Travis directed the episode written by Sarah Goldfinger.

Monday, November 26

DC’S LEGENDS OF TOMORROW 4.06 “Tender is the Nate”: When Hank Heywood (guest star Tom Wilson) confronts Ava (Jes Macallan) about the spending habits of the Legends, Nate (Nick Zano) steps in to try and smooth things over by inviting Hank on to the Waverider. The Legends then show Hank what they do by visiting 1920s Paris, trying to capture the newest Fugitive. Meanwhile, Mona (Ramona Young) is trying to make a good impression with Ava, but her over eagerness gets her and Ava stuck in a cell instead. Caity Lotz, Matt Ryan, Brandon Routh, Dominic Purcell, Tala Ashe and Maisie Richardson-Sellers also star. Dean Choe directed the episode written by Phil Klemmer & Matthew Maala wrote the episode.

Wednesday, November 28

RIVERDALE 3.06 “Chapter Forty-One: Manhunter”: After confronting the parents, who were part of “The Midnight Club” twenty-five years ago, Betty (Lili Reinhart) follows some strong leads in hopes of finding out who the true Gargoyle King is. Meanwhile, Veronica’s (Camila Mendes) attempt to prove Archie’s (KJ Apa) innocence lands her in hot water. Finally, Archie turns to Kevin (Casey Cott) for help making things right. Cole Sprouse, Madelaine Petsch, Marisol Nichols, Madchen Amick, Luke Perry, Ashleigh Murray, Mark Consuelos, Skeet Ulrich and Charles Melton also star. Rachel Talalay directed the episode written by Cristine Chambers.

ALL AMERICAN 1.06 “The Choice is Yours”: The return of Layla’s (Greta Onieogou) music mogul father gives Spencer (Daniel Ezra) the perfect opportunity to give back to Crenshaw and reunite with an increasingly distant Coop (Bre-Z).  But Coop’s deepening affiliation with Shawn’s gang threatens Spencer’s good intentions. Billy (Taye Diggs), Jordan (Michael Evans Behling) and Asher (Cody Christian) take a journey to Malibu to scout their next big rival as tensions simmer between Jordan and Asher.  Monet Mazur, Samantha Logan, Karimah Westbrook and Jalyn Hall also star.  The episode was written by Mike Herro & David Strauss & J. Stone Alston and directed by Benny Boom.

Thursday, November 29

SUPERNATURAL 14.07 “Unhuman Nature”: Sam (Jared Padalecki) and Castiel (Misha Collins) track down a Shaman (guest star Dimitri Vantis), who may be able to help a friend. Nick (Mark Pellegrino) continues to spiral down a dark path as he looks for answers surrounding the deaths of his wife and son. Jack (Alexander Calvert) turns to Dean (Jensen Ackles) for help enjoying the human experience. John Showalter directed the episode written by Eugenie Ross-Leming & Brad Buckner.

LEGACIES 1.05 “Malivore”: Tensions rise among the students after Alaric (Matthew Davis) decides to give the students a bigger voice by forming an honor council. Determined to find out more about Landon’s (Aria Shahghasemi) past, Hope (Danielle Rose Russell) does a series of magical tests on him. Meanwhile, Alaric and Dorian (guest star Demetrius Bridge) take on the next creature to try and find out what they want and where they are coming from. Michael Karasick directed the episode written by Thomas Brandon & Penny Cox.

Friday, November 30

DYNASTY 2.07 “A Temporary Infestation”: In the wake of a traumatic yet therapeutic Thanksgiving, the Carringtons are ready to embrace a fresh start. As Fallon (Elizabeth Gillies) dives into a new business endeavor, she inadvertently collides with Culhane’s (Robert Christopher Riley) secret life. Meanwhile, Sam (Rafael de la Fuente) employs Kirby’s (Maddison Brown) help as he embarks on a new personal venture, and as Cristal (Ana Brenda Contreras) celebrates the next step of her relationship with Blake (Grant Show), Alexis (Nicollette Sheridan) does her best to drive a wedge between them.  Alan Dale and James Mackay also star.   Jenna Richman wrote the episode, which was directed by Michael Allowitz.

CRAZY EX-GIRLFRIEND 4.07 “I Will Help You”: Rebecca (Rachel Bloom) takes a trip to visit her mother (guest star Tovah Feldshuh) with intentions to tell Naomi about her new career path. Josh (Vincent Rodriguez III) housesits for Rebecca and discovers being alone is harder than it seems, while Nathaniel (Scott Michael Foster) helps one of Paula’s (Donna Lynne Champlin) clients in an effort to do something good. Pete Gardner, Gabrielle Ruiz and Vella Lovell also star.  Aline Brosh McKenna wrote the episode, directed by Kabir Akhtar.

Source: https://www.thetvaddict.com/2018/11/09/the-cw-teasers-a-shaman-on-supernatural-a-cover-up-on-riverdale-and-more/

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Erik Malpica Flores Erik Malpica Flores recommends: The CW Teasers: A Shaman on SUPERNATURAL, a Cover Up on RIVERDALE and More |

What’s coming to The CW the week of November 25? A Shaman will appear on SUPERNATURAL, Betty investigates a cover up on RIVERDALE and the Carringtons try to embrace a fresh start on DYSNASTY.

Sunday, November 25

CHARMED 1.07 “Out of Scythe”: After some unusual seismic activity, Harry (Rupert Evans) informs the sisters that Hilltowne is a portal to hell.  With that said, the sisters must band together to fight off a shadowy demon that is trying to obtain a collection of powerful magical artifacts.   Meanwhile, Macy (Madeleine Mantock) is given an exciting opportunity at work which comes with unexpected complications.  Lastly, Maggie (Sarah Jeffery) has a conflict of conscience over her relationship with Parker (Nick Hargrove).  Melonie Diaz also stars. Jamie Travis directed the episode written by Sarah Goldfinger.

Monday, November 26

DC’S LEGENDS OF TOMORROW 4.06 “Tender is the Nate”: When Hank Heywood (guest star Tom Wilson) confronts Ava (Jes Macallan) about the spending habits of the Legends, Nate (Nick Zano) steps in to try and smooth things over by inviting Hank on to the Waverider. The Legends then show Hank what they do by visiting 1920s Paris, trying to capture the newest Fugitive. Meanwhile, Mona (Ramona Young) is trying to make a good impression with Ava, but her over eagerness gets her and Ava stuck in a cell instead. Caity Lotz, Matt Ryan, Brandon Routh, Dominic Purcell, Tala Ashe and Maisie Richardson-Sellers also star. Dean Choe directed the episode written by Phil Klemmer & Matthew Maala wrote the episode.

Wednesday, November 28

RIVERDALE 3.06 “Chapter Forty-One: Manhunter”: After confronting the parents, who were part of “The Midnight Club” twenty-five years ago, Betty (Lili Reinhart) follows some strong leads in hopes of finding out who the true Gargoyle King is. Meanwhile, Veronica’s (Camila Mendes) attempt to prove Archie’s (KJ Apa) innocence lands her in hot water. Finally, Archie turns to Kevin (Casey Cott) for help making things right. Cole Sprouse, Madelaine Petsch, Marisol Nichols, Madchen Amick, Luke Perry, Ashleigh Murray, Mark Consuelos, Skeet Ulrich and Charles Melton also star. Rachel Talalay directed the episode written by Cristine Chambers.

ALL AMERICAN 1.06 “The Choice is Yours”: The return of Layla’s (Greta Onieogou) music mogul father gives Spencer (Daniel Ezra) the perfect opportunity to give back to Crenshaw and reunite with an increasingly distant Coop (Bre-Z).  But Coop’s deepening affiliation with Shawn’s gang threatens Spencer’s good intentions. Billy (Taye Diggs), Jordan (Michael Evans Behling) and Asher (Cody Christian) take a journey to Malibu to scout their next big rival as tensions simmer between Jordan and Asher.  Monet Mazur, Samantha Logan, Karimah Westbrook and Jalyn Hall also star.  The episode was written by Mike Herro & David Strauss & J. Stone Alston and directed by Benny Boom.

Thursday, November 29

SUPERNATURAL 14.07 “Unhuman Nature”: Sam (Jared Padalecki) and Castiel (Misha Collins) track down a Shaman (guest star Dimitri Vantis), who may be able to help a friend. Nick (Mark Pellegrino) continues to spiral down a dark path as he looks for answers surrounding the deaths of his wife and son. Jack (Alexander Calvert) turns to Dean (Jensen Ackles) for help enjoying the human experience. John Showalter directed the episode written by Eugenie Ross-Leming & Brad Buckner.

LEGACIES 1.05 “Malivore”: Tensions rise among the students after Alaric (Matthew Davis) decides to give the students a bigger voice by forming an honor council. Determined to find out more about Landon’s (Aria Shahghasemi) past, Hope (Danielle Rose Russell) does a series of magical tests on him. Meanwhile, Alaric and Dorian (guest star Demetrius Bridge) take on the next creature to try and find out what they want and where they are coming from. Michael Karasick directed the episode written by Thomas Brandon & Penny Cox.

Friday, November 30

DYNASTY 2.07 “A Temporary Infestation”: In the wake of a traumatic yet therapeutic Thanksgiving, the Carringtons are ready to embrace a fresh start. As Fallon (Elizabeth Gillies) dives into a new business endeavor, she inadvertently collides with Culhane’s (Robert Christopher Riley) secret life. Meanwhile, Sam (Rafael de la Fuente) employs Kirby’s (Maddison Brown) help as he embarks on a new personal venture, and as Cristal (Ana Brenda Contreras) celebrates the next step of her relationship with Blake (Grant Show), Alexis (Nicollette Sheridan) does her best to drive a wedge between them.  Alan Dale and James Mackay also star.   Jenna Richman wrote the episode, which was directed by Michael Allowitz.

CRAZY EX-GIRLFRIEND 4.07 “I Will Help You”: Rebecca (Rachel Bloom) takes a trip to visit her mother (guest star Tovah Feldshuh) with intentions to tell Naomi about her new career path. Josh (Vincent Rodriguez III) housesits for Rebecca and discovers being alone is harder than it seems, while Nathaniel (Scott Michael Foster) helps one of Paula’s (Donna Lynne Champlin) clients in an effort to do something good. Pete Gardner, Gabrielle Ruiz and Vella Lovell also star.  Aline Brosh McKenna wrote the episode, directed by Kabir Akhtar.

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“So, we have three Madrid merchants in Valencia, Barcelona, and Castellón de la Plana respectively. The latter, however, took his ledgers and books with him.” Armando drummed his fingers on the table. A map of the Mediterranean was spread before him. 

Marisol sat in a chair across from him, carefully scanning through the ledgers of Senor Cardona. “We can exclude Eduardo. Everything here matches up, even from two years ago.” She closed the book, and set it aside with its brethren with a resounding thump. 

“Then that leaves the other two; one Senor Francisco Reyes and a... French trader? Gaspard Chastain.” Marisol looked up, brow furrowed.

“No, no, no. That third one should be Antonio Tapia.” 

“It’s not.” Armando sneered, “Losing track of your merchants already, Dona?” She huffed at him, giving him a disgruntled look. 

“Very well then, your high and mightiness, answer me this: Why is a Frenchman using a Spanish name only in Madrid?” She marked Castellón on the map. It was strange. He was using a Spanish identity in Madrid but using a French one elsewhere. The fire crackled in the hearth as he thought. 

“We might have found our pirate.” He finally said. Marisol sighed, leaning back in her seat in a rather unladylike manner.

She stared up at the ceiling and frowned, “It would be unwise to discount Reyes now.” 

“I agree. That is why I will be sending Moss, Santos, and Nico to Barcelona.” Armando nodded, proud of his decision. 

Marisol sat up, sputtering in disbelief. “You’re-you’re going to send THOSE three?!” Her shriek was high pitched. “You’d be better off sending a turkey than those three idiotas!” 

Armando threw his hands in the air, “Who would you send then, your majesty?” 

“Mi Hermano, Carlos, for one. Officer Madga. And your lieutenant, Lesaro.” Marisol crossed her arms and sniffed. Armando shook his head. 

“No, no, and, no. They will be going with me to Castellón.” Marisol gave him another look. 

“’You’? And what do you expect me to do? Stay in Madrid and practice my needlework?” 

“Si.” Marisol stood from her seat, the chair clattering to the floor, and stalked around to his side of the table. Armando stood as well and stared down at her when she stopped in front of him. 

“You are out of your mind if you think for one second that I will be staying here, Armando Salazar!” She was shouting as she poked his chest with each word, ending with a sharp smack at the end. 

“And you are out of your mind if you think I’ll allow you on my ship, María de la Soledad Ruiz del Aguilar y Ortega!” He shouted right back. Normally, anyone would back down when he shouted, but not her. Oh no, not her. 

She simply stood straighter with a blank face, and her palm connected with his cheek. Armando’s head turned to the side from the force of her slap, and his cheek stung. He clicked his jaw and turned to look at Marisol. She was glaring at him defiantly, fangs bared. 

“I will be going to Castellón, Capitan. You can either allow me to accompany you on your ship or I shall ride there myself.” Her point made Marisol walked to the doors, “I will see you tomorrow afternoon. Goodnight.” 

With that, she opened the doors, skirts sweeping behind her as she left the house.