Alonetraveler X Selozar Novels & Stories

The group of princesses behind me made a squeal as the young man sauntered out of the crowd into the clearing in the middle of the hall. “Deucalion,” I whispered, looking at the selected prince. I couldn’t see most of him from where I stood, but he had beautiful black hair just like Valerian just longer, reaching almost his waist. He wore a red jacket over a pair of red trousers. He caught my stare, and I instinctively turned back to the announcer. He pulled a parchment from the second box and having already been caught staring at the handsome prince, the thought of having the dance with him was no longer appealing.

But i still picked the call anyways. "Hi, please are you by anyways, Miss Selene Woods?" - A feminine voice came from the other end, soft, polite and yet, straight to the point. "Yes, i am she!!. How may i be of help to you?" - I replied in a wary tone. "Great!!. My name is Anne Moreau, i'm a manager at Livelia entertainment and also a friend of the professor." - She introduced herself briefly, her tone filled with strict professionalism. " Oh..." - I gasped.

I moved the dress off the seat and transfer it to the bed so it isn’t damaged. Opening my gold purse, I see the little blue velvet box that Zander gave me. I smile. I honestly thought at one point it was all a dream and I was going to wake up and still have to live through yesterday. The hairpiece is beautiful. Little jewels and pearls all around the metal frame formed to make small flowers with fork-like ends to help hold the hairpiece in place while it is worn. ‘I wonder what it’s made of?’ I ask Kia. ‘I don’t think Zander would have given us anything that would be dangerous. Maybe it’s platinum, it would make sense given how old and well maintained it is.’ Kia mumbles back.

Lorenzo’s POV I still couldn’t believe my eyes. Selena was right in front of me some moments ago and she treated me completely like a stranger. I quickly stopped a cab and asked him to follow after her, but she was extremely fast. She rides so well, cutting corners and passing through narrow lanes. The road was busy, as the other lane was blocked because of an accident. Everyone was using this particular lane and the lane soon got stuffed with cars that there was no space to move.

All remnants of his past needed to vanish. *** Selene sat on the apartment sofa, fidgeting with the edges of the travel brochures she had just bought. Pictures of crystal-clear blue beaches and luxurious villas on hilltops looked enticing. She glanced up, trying to catch Alaric’s attention as he focused on the documents spread out on his desk.

Feelings were not important at that moment but he could feel Clara's vivid attraction toward him. As Philip drove home, he felt like there was something familiar about Clara but he couldn't place it. Her gait was familiar and so was her manner of talking. He feared that it had something to do with his past, so he decided to do a little search on her. Henry signed his partnership form with Mr. Nicholas, the CEO of the Safari company. It wasn't a surprise to all of the employees of the CRUZ company. They knew that he was going to rebel against their advice and warnings and now, their only hope was that, there would be no problems with the partnership.

It had been a long time she got dolled up for a party. She put on a yellow tube top and a pencil skirt that was just inches above the knees and a pair of Versace sandals. This outfit hugged her in the right places and she looked like a model on the cover of a magazine. If that wasn’t enough she put on a Patek Phillippe rose gold watch and a matching bracelet, a Diamond choker with the diamonds earrings to match. She was dripped and blinged to the gawds. No one would be able to tell that she had never gone to such places.

Lucien's POV I couldn’t stop staring at her. Scarlet sat across from me in the private dining room of La Perla, the most exclusive restaurant in Rome. I had booked the entire place so we could be completely undisturbed. She must have been starving. She hadn’t touched a bite on the flight, and after that idiot waiter spilled wine on her at Moretti’s, she had barely eaten during the meeting.

Bloody hell. Then I swipe and she is sat on the beach, grains of white sand stuck to her tattooed arms, her hair wet over one shoulder as she is sat in between to the two beasts. Each resting their chins on her shoulders. They are both sporting beautiful blue diamond collars. The hashtag mentions Tesoro. It says making friends with two of the best behaved clients ever. I click on the link to the Tesoro official work page it takes me to a page called Pheonix Couture. I scroll and she is opening a new store in LA.

Flash back "Selena I'm home." Lorenzo came into his house tired and disheveled. Today just finished an assassination mission that took place in a luxury apartment in the New York, and this mission really drained his energy because the killer turned out to be so cunning and clever in playing his plans. “Lorenzo!!!” Suddenly in the midst of the exhaustion that hit Lorenzo, Selena appeared from the kitchen while jumping at him and hugging him tightly. She screamed in the side of his face so loudly that he had to tilt his head to the side to avoid his wife's deafening shrill voice.