Ambrogio And Selene Novels & Stories

She let out a deep sigh in relief. “I’ve got you,” she whispered. “I’ll never let you go again.” Lydia sobbed against her neck. “Don’t leave me again, Mummy.” Selene’s throat burned. “Never.” Romano limped forward, trembling but still a grin at the corner of his lips. “Touching. But unless you want to be buried alive, we need to move.” Selene’s eyes narrowed. “You’re still breathing because you helped me get her back. Don’t push it.”

Every time I slept with her, it felt much better than the previous one. I left her room and walked slowly into mine not to wake Olivia but the light switched on the moment I walked in. “Where have you been?” She asked as she eyed me suspiciously. I shrugged casually “I stepped out,” I said, trying to sound nonchalant. She got close to me, sniffing me “Damian, you were with her. You had sex with her” She spat, her eyes blazing with fury. “Selene is in heat, she is likely to get pregnant and if that happens you get crowned as the Luna” I explained calmly.

commented Lady Regina, addressing Selene disdainfully. "When you speak to me, I ask that you do so with respect. We have shared the same table, but we have not eaten from the same plate. Regardless of the fact that you are the daughter of a Count, I am your future queen, whether you like it or not, my lady," retorted Selene before excusing herself and leaving. She was tired from the journey and the short but passionate encounter with Frederick in the carriage.

Her tone dripped venom. Jenny didn’t even glance at her. Instead, she slid an empty chair beside Don Mario, brushing her hand along his arm as though staking a claim. “You didn’t tell me we’d have company,” she said sweetly, though her eyes flicked over me in a way that felt like a challenge. “This is Selene,” Don Mario said, his voice calm, deliberate. “Amaya’s closest friend.” Jenny arched a perfect brow, her smile widening in mock politeness. “How… cute.”

“Mr. Rogue’s sheep are always ascared of me. I can’t even feed the baby ones from bottles, no matter how hungry they are.” “If they’re afraid of you, they’ll run away, and Mr. Rogue will know where to look for you. He’s the one who can keep you safe. Understand?” “Mmm hmm. Oh, gran look! It’s the moon!” Selene followed the pudgy little finger and looked up at the round, white glow peeking out between the wispy clouds. “Is the goddess trying to spy on us even in the day today?” “It looks that way little one. Come on, let's get into the bush so she can’t see us as well anymore.”

SELENE The night deepened around us, the city’s hum fading into a gentle lull as the stars blinked awake above. The terrace was bathed in silver moonlight, the air cool against my skin, carrying the faint scent of jasmine from the gardens below. Zarek’s arm was still around me, his warmth anchoring me against the uncertainties that lingered in my heart. The bundle of baby clothes sat beside us, a quiet promise of the future, but in this moment, it was just us—Selene and Zarek, two souls tangled in love and longing.

Ashton clears his throat and I look up to him. “So... I talked to one of my elders,” He’s rubbing the back of his neck again. He only seems to do that when he’s uncomfortable, I don’t know him well but I do know that! “She said that we both needed to verbally reject each other, accept the others rejection, and then make an offer to Selene.” “That’s it? Are you sure? That seems a little too easy! Especially since my elders said that wouldn’t work.” “Uh, yeah. Well, we have a pretty big library, took a bit but the elders there were able to find that so... Did you want to go first?”

Artemis and Aphrodite didn't get the chance to answer before she disappeared. “Oh my goodness, where did she go?” Artemis exclaimed. “Come on,” Aphrodite held Artemis' hand and they disappeared. * Meanwhile, Selene found herself in a dimly lit room. A familiar scent hit her nostrils and she turned to see Dominic laying on the bed fast asleep, the moon symbol on his head glowing in corespondence with hers. She didn't know what was happening. She moved closer to him and stretched out her hand to touch him when his hand grabbed hers midair.

He leaned back, feeling a deep satisfaction in his heart—this honeymoon was everything he wanted, and more importantly, it was with the person he wanted most in the world. As they flew across continents, Arlo shared stories of Italy, mentioning all the places he had planned for them to visit: the romantic canals of Venice, the historic streets of Rome, and the rolling vineyards of Tuscany. Lune listened intently, a spark in her eyes that made Arlo’s heart skip a beat. This was their adventure, a journey they would share as husband and wife, bound by love and a future filled with possibilities.

Mish was already reaching for his cock, stroking him. "We own our time, beloved. We can be late." Then he devoured her waiting lips, not giving her the chance to object. As if she would put up a fight when surrendering to his loving was easy as breathing. *** The moon, a round jewel in the darkened sky, in hues of yellow gold, looming large and majestic, exquisitely elegant. A mistress to her creatures, commanding, preaching at the same time bringing comfort and guidance. She could make a song just by gazing in wonder at Selene. The Goddess of Vampires and Lycanthropes. The beloved of Ambrogio, the first Vampire beast.