Ambrogio And Selene Novels & Stories

Selene said softly as she let go of Guinevere in her arms. “I don’t understand.” “I gave Alastor a glimpse of the future…” Selene wrapped her arms around her own body as she tilted her head to look at the moon. “I showed him his queen. I mated Alastor to the child.” “Oh, spirits!” Guinevere’s knees buckled as she stepped back, and she eventually dropped her body to the cushions. “It was all I could do to save her.”

The lady with a piercing bobbed her head through the door again. "See you later, Luna." Brandon rose, and went out. And once we were alone, I suddenly felt Amber go limp in my arms. "So, should I call you Amber, or Reene?" She pulled away gently, and stared deep into my eyes. "I just want you to kiss me."

Is there something more to the throne room I don’t know about? “You think you’re so clever? Don’t you, Selene?” Aphrodite snarls. She jostles Andy, making him squeal. Saint and the Menae all growl and move forward in response. “I don’t have the patience for your foolish games, Aphrodite. This child is an innocent soul.” Selene aims her flaming staff at Aphrodite’s heart. The hot fire flares, singing the tips of the fur on Aphrodite’s coat. “Put him down and face me, you damned coward.”

That night, Selene dismissed all her other attendants and only let Fenric stay in her bedchamber. They talked through the night. They spoke from midnight to dawn, until the last candle on the table went out and the sound of birdsong came from outside the window. Selene told Fenric all about her rebirth, them being in a storybook, and about severing pacts. She told him everything, including her plan to become the next head of the family and her ambition to become the greatest beast tamer the world had ever known.

“Zeus is strong, cunning, and relentless. But even the mightiest have their weaknesses. And Zeus has one, Selene.” The mention of her name caused a few reactions. Some council members shifted uncomfortably; others leaned forward, their interest piqued. Rodrigo’s expression remained impassive, but I caught the faintest flicker of intrigue in his eyes. “Selene,” I repeated, allowing the name to linger. “She’s more than just his Luna. She’s his Achilles’ heel. He’s grown soft for her, protective in ways that make him vulnerable. If we’re serious about taking him down, we don’t attack Zeus directly. We go through Selene.”

The flickering glow of enchanted crystals welcomed them as Oscar burst through the door, his voice trembling with desperation. "Selene! Please, help her! Aria is gravely wounded!" Selene, with her timeless wisdom and unwavering calm, emerged from the shadows, her eyes filled with concern. "Lay her down gently, Oscar. Let me check the severity of the injury." Oscar gently laid Aria upon a bed of soft moss, his hands trembling with a mixture of fear and hope. Selene approached, her hands emanating a soft, soothing glow as she examined Aria's wounds.

ELOISE "Mr. Argos!" Selene’s voice changed instantly, dropping into that sweet, breathy tone she reserved for men she wanted things from. "What a pleasant surprise. You're here as well?" I peered through a slight gap in the curtain. Selene was standing there, flanked by two other socialites who were busy eyeing Abraham like he was a prize on a pedestal. She was playing the "meek and sweet" card, tilting her head and looking up at him with wide, innocent eyes.

"I met Selene today. The Luna of the Silver Crescent pack." James's eyes widened, shock evident on his face. "You met the Luna of the Silver Crescent Pack? Was it safe? Such a meeting could have people talking." I allowed myself a small smile. "It was a secret meeting, James. No one knows, and no one will find out." I had been careful and I made sure to inform the driver to erase today from his memory completely. James's brows furrowed. "What does she want?" "Selene wants me to gather evidence against her husband, Damon," I replied, watching as the shock deepened on James's face. "She believes he's been unfaithful and plotting something that could endanger her and the pack."

“Under the Blood Moon. Bring us her essence — a lock of hair, a drop of blood — and your offering will begin.” Selene’s lips curled into a slow, venomous smile. “Consider it done.” She turned sharply, her cloak swirling behind her, and mounted her mare. The forest seemed to whisper her name as she rode away, as though the trees themselves mourned what she had just agreed to. By the time she reached the edge of Silvercrest, dawn had begun bleeding across the sky. But Selene did not rest. She stood on the balcony of the Luna chambers, staring down at the courtyard below where Kaelen trained with the warriors — his movements sharp, brutal, beautiful. And there, just beyond him, tending to the i

"So, that's all? You’re not keeping any more secrets from me, aren’t you? I’ll be able to come back to Tristan." "I told you..." "You said might. You said I might not be able to come back. But that won't be the case, right?" Veronica looked at her at what seemed to be the demon's version of pity. "Selene's Latin counterpart is Luna. And you have to know that the Greek gods and their Latin counterparts? Well, they don't like each other and are always fighting over the favor of humans. In this country, Selene is much stronger, but as you might expect, Luna is looking to change that. "