Beldam Origin Novels & Stories

The girl looked at her with her colored eyes and smiled. "Is this me?" said the little girl with amazement, examining Damontry's shiny dress. "Yes...this is the Queen Damontry hybrid Gerald Elgara, the last of the offspring." Her father spoke again to the girl, and Damontry felt her eyes welling up with tears. That's the most beautiful thing I've seen in life. It was too good to be true. “Yes.. I am the Damontry , the last Ilgara hybrid.” Damontry whispered to her fantasies in a dreamy tone, she got their smile before their colors faded into ghosts and disappeared.

“Chief, you've always asked where I sneak away all the time when everyone is busy in their jobs? You have wondered if I was within the borders or was testing the dangerous tides outside the Ambaram. Today, I am willing to answer all such questions. This is Belle. She comes from a small, borderline village of Baden. We’ve known each other for a long time now and are hopelessly in love. I was aware from the beginning that it was forbidden and against the rules set by you. But this heart, it is naïve and doesn’t understand those boundaries which were drawn to keep the strangers out. Chief, Belle is an orphan and was living with her uncle after the death of her parents. That cruel man and his fa

I finally whispered. ‘You are goddess blessed. You are soul bonded to my daughter. She is no werewolf born of cursed lycanthropy, but pure Direwolf, born pure for the earth as her defender. She is not a Luna of cursed origins but StellaLuna, born of starlight.’ Came Bridit’s howl. “You are blessed by the Morrigan, born in the magic of love, and gifted with life and protection by the chooser of the slain,” came the battle crow’s cry as she shifted back into crow form.

Expecting to see Mistress Ford and a discomfited bride-to-be, Miriam turned to see the Jarl making his way towards them, his helm in his hands and a grin on his face. * Having come through her ordeal, Beyla began to experience her first doubts. Did all girls feel like this? The wedding gown was splendid and fit for a Princess. Even the barbette was more feminine and pretty. Philip’s doublet was a rich plum colour and she had to admit her husband-to-be was handsome as well as friendly. If she thought of the missing spark, she reminded herself how she had launched herself from the horse when she spotted him on the battlements. But only, if she were honest, because she had mistaken him for Njor

Countess Agata whispered to the noblewoman beside her, "Is it true she's already pregnant out of wedlock, and her child is that big?" "With a nobleman or a coachman in her residence?" replied Marchiones Eilis, equally curious. "I never expected the rumours to be true." "Who are they?" asked Camila Ardan, the girl slightly puzzled by the situation, while the guests exchanged coded glances, surprised by the question from Duke Ardan's daughter. Mathilda Gree bit her lip, and at the same time, Amanda answered, "They are my children. Maximilian and Virginiana." Amanda had just decided to change Kaliya's name to Virginiana, which was another name for the strawberry fruit.

I turned my entire attention to Oceano and straight away questioned him my mind “How do you know Argentum? and why does she wants to kill Jasmine?” Hearing my words Oceano shared a common look with Saltus and said “It’s because her army had captured me once mistakenly in place of Damon, a year back when our village Nakota was isolated by Kingdom Tranvile fearing curse of Siren, Damon and I began our revenge plan, we wanted to take down royals and their entire army for murdering our parents for which Damon secretly shook hands with a Trival King Verdell of kingdom Thezmaer, King Verdell of kingdom Thezmaer was true maniac…. a sadist who would brutal torture his victim in most gruesome manner,

Long ago, a little after Elaira was bestowed to Emperor Alexander Celeste Jove as a consort, the once prideful princess of the Silvan Clan may have borne some affection for the man. After all, during those times, Alexander was a kind and just man who was deeply in love with Noble Consort Cassandra Pendragon, but those feelings quickly dissipated a few days after a woman who went by the name Melania Desrosiers entered the palace as a new concubine. A lady who hailed from the powerful and noble House of Pendragon. A woman whose beauty was so great, rumors said it surpassed that of the elves and fairy race. When Elaria first heard of such outrageous gossip, she believed them to be nothing but l

Here it comes, she thought. Instead, he took what she thought was a necklace out of the box. “This is a virgin’s belt,” he said, showing it to her. It had smooth gold links and a string of dangling pearls hanging from it. The first few pearls were medium sized, but there was a large one hanging at the end. “Plant your feet and lift your hips for me.” She obeyed, shuddering with the feel of the night air on her hot, wet center. She was so damp she was dripping, and had been for some time. That had never happened to her before.

If fell just inches past her shoulders. “Please,Valda, we mean you no harm. I am Flossina Raelia. Heir and future ruler of these lands. My mother, Queen Bihadlly has been murdered by my stepfather, the King. He is after me and I need to know why. A few days ago I was held prisoner in my own home. While I was captive I met a holy man from your order. He told me of my mother and a stone. The Jewel of Humanity.”