Beldam Origin Novels & Stories

She opened the side windows and the breeze blew her silk hair sideways. Bellamy was the most beautiful maiden in the land of Crusta. Her dark silk hair which had tiny strands of red complimented her milk skin. She had green eyes like her mother and dark hair like her grandmother. " You look just like my mother. In her time, she was also the most beautiful maiden in Crusta. " The king would always tell her. She couldn't meet her grandmother cause she died from an unknown disease. She met her grandfather but he died when she was three.

Nola screamed as the woman dashed around behind her quicker than she should have been able to, before pressing the metallic glint of a knife heavily into the woman’s neck, baring her teeth at me. “Shit,” Kalden whispered beside me, his hot breath blowing a hurricane into my ear. Shit was right. Esmeralda was the first maiden the elders of the wolf village had brought to me from their camp. I’d been besotted, charmed by the maiden’s doe-eyed gaze and the sensual fullness of her red lips, so much so that I kept her in my castle as my...mistress. A feat I wished so much that I could take back.

Response received over the internet during the pre-order period was way too good. So now they were expecting a big success through this. On the occasion of Mother's Day they were launching a special edition jewellery piece that is meant to appreciate mothers around the world. Every piece on the counter in every branch of Carter was sold out within no time. Ian was surprised with the results and his girl was the mastermind behind it. "How did you think of all these? " He asked her as she walked in with her evening coffee and report. "This isn't just the business thing sir. It's about emotions. Mom is the best part of everyone's life. So this was our effort to appreciate the efforts of such lo

I release a whimper as the guilt and pain rack my chest. “Damen relinquished the throne to Regan when he came of age against everyone’s wishes… especially father’s but he respected that choice. He didn’t understand it, but he respected it. Until we found out why… Elizabeth was a hybrid. She had witch breeding in her bloodline and Damen wanted to protect his mate and family. He knew his girls were special and needed safe keeping”.

"I really don't get it. No matter how hard I try, I simply don't get it." "And you're hoping I could help you understand," Ellie added. Belinda shrugged. "Isn't that your forte? Visions and prophecies?" The day Belinda had discovered the owner of the Peach Valley Orphanage wasn't an ordinary old lady, or that Ellie Compton wasn't even her real name, she'd been shocked to bits. Apparently, the widow had existed for a very long time, so long that she'd lost count. She'd once been human, but all she could remember from her past life was that she'd been married, and her husband had died at an early stage of the marriage. She'd changed her appearance so many times over the millenniums, always to

"Heh, the bangle you mentioned is likely the Le Esse! It was bestowed as a reward by the king to the Hamerton ancestor when she became a noble concubine!" Gia's mind went blank, and she nearly lost her balance, staggering backward. Pamela was incredibly fortunate—she not only had adoring adoptive parents but also the eldest heir of the Hamerton family, who cherished her like no other. Gia tightly pressed her lips together, her hands clenched at her sides. The flames of jealousy swiftly consumed the remnants of guilt in her eyes.

"But out of nowhere there was a great outcry, those who never said much of anything before, who wouldn't dare go against the monarch were suddenly up in arms. Her parents were among the ringleaders. It's still not known how it got started, but it was eventually traced back to beldam." "As you know, the hag race is the only true enemy of our people. No one knows where the animosity between our two clans begun, but it's been this way since the beginning of time. They're partly responsible for spreading the rumors among the humans that paint us as blood sucking monsters, something that was laughable in the beginning before anyone realized the impact it would have on subsequent generations."

He handed me some papers. "Alpha King Damon of North Carolina. 40 years old. Married Queen Liza but she isn't his mate. He reigns in the Blood Moon territory. The girl, her name is Isabella Blue, 23. She was taken in by the king and he raised her. She was found near their palace as a baby. The official report is that someone didn't want her, and they left her there, but after doing some digging, with the help of Aunt Serene, we tracked down a tribe of element benders pack who were killed around the time she was born. It's possible she could be from that pack, and whoever put her near the palace did it to save her life. She may be the last elemental bender to exist." He explains. "Is it true

I said dryly, flipping another page, “but impossible women tend to get things done.” Silas chuckled under his breath, shaking his head. “So, what do you think? Did we get the wrong papers? Maybe I missed something in the dark.” I looked up sharply. “No. This is exactly what I needed. Look here...” I tapped a line with my finger, the ink smudged but still legible. “Bianca Weller came from a village where witches were rumored to live. No one could prove it, but the suspicion was strong enough that the entire settlement was burned down during one of the purges. She survived. She married into the royal bloodline. From her came Damien’s lineage.”

“Hav’zie de Baah?” “Hav’zie de Baah,” she repeated. “The spell worked, Great Lord Vladya. The chosen human female, Pandora, was meant to bear only one blessed child. That was her destiny. But your dark spell—woven from the ruins of a heart so broken even the gods averted their eyes—rewrote that fate. It brought about... her.” Soft gasps flared through the room again. Vladya’s hand reached out, almost trembling, drawing Aekeira into his arms. He pressed a kiss to her forehead as if anchoring himself in the reality of her presence.