Calem Serena の小説・ストーリー

The door opened again before I could speak. Damon walked in. His large Alpha body overwhelmed the small room, his presence filling the entire space with a new scent. His eyes flipped from Cassandra to me, then to the cribs where both twins were resting and growling. “Cassandra,” he charged, his voice cold. “Leave right now!” Cassandra was angry, but she later walked out. As soon she left, Damon shut the door and turned to me. “They are growing too fast,” he whispered to my ears. “And they carry a scent that does not belong only to you… don’t lie to me.”

And neither seemed willing to acknowledge it directly. "He's charming," Serena admitted. Kael's gaze remained steady. "Damon is charming with everyone." The way he said it was kind of off. Serena stared at him for a second. Then realization dawned. And once it did, she couldn't stop the smile that followed. "You sound annoyed." "I'm not." "You are." "I'm not." That only made her smile wider. Kael noticed. His eyes narrowed slightly. "What?" "Nothing." "Serena." The way he said her name made her heartbeat stumble.Very low and dangerous.

the way he stood tall in the blue jersey he was wearing made me lower my face and shake the thoughts off from my mind, the thoughts where he would hug me after practices and kiss my cheek. He had his hair wet from all the sweat and exertion. His breathing was also loud, which kind of made him look scarier. “Seren--,” I haven’t even pronounced her name when a kid from the school obtruded us. “Serena has fallen off the stairs,” The call for attention worked. Not only Daxon, but I rushed to hear the news. My body fell off the stairs. What has she done?

It was calm and peaceful but almost like a whisper like there was something stuck in the speaker's throat making their voice come out as if, along with white noise. The both of them turned around to the speaker, it was none other than Jelena Savage herself! The Coalition Chieftess of the Als race!

Hannah replies, melting at Serenity's gesture. "Not yet, baby. Not yet," Serenity whispered. Hannah furrowed her brows, wondering what Serenity meant. "I need you to fuck yourself on my strap," Serenity ordered. "Serenity," "Yes baby. I'm not done with you. I need to see you ride my strap," "Serenity, I don't think I can," "You can. You're my good girl. You can do it," Serenity encouraged as she guided Hannah on to her strap. Gently, Hannah lowered herself on the strap and moaned as it stretched her.

Twenty-eight -Jenna- I'm being carried off by Alcander, like how he carried me off his land. Okay. This is what happen. Alcander charged at him with his men, and went to attack Kalmin and his men. Kalmin barely had time to shift and jump up when Alcander did. They fought like savage animals. No one was giving up, Alcander charged at him with a plan. He went for the sides then his neck, then back to the legs, then his neck. Kalmin was just a attacking what ever he can reach. But in the end Alcander clamped down on his neck while Kalmin struggled to get out his hold. I didn't want to look at his life leave his eyes, so I went to find Helmer.

"Scarlett." ******

She sits back down on the couch and gives us a small wave of goodbye, I open the door but as I open it, I saw a tall figure dressed in all black and a visible snake tattoo trailing up his neck the fucker that works for Alessandro's dad. Before Alessandro could pull out his gun, the fucker pulls out his own and a sudden sharp pain flows throughout my body before darkness clouds my eyes. shittttt.......... (Just to refresh your memory snake tattoo guy is the one who carried Cassandra to that torture room when she was kidnapped by Isabella)

I was preparing for another strike when her voice came ringing in my ears. “Kale, stop right away!” Her voice was sharp, too sharp like a blade. But not as sharp as the pain in my chest. I turned my head to the direction of her voice. Serena was standing at the edge of the arena. She stood so calmly with her hair loosened around her shoulders, making her beauty radiate even more. She locked eyes with me, staring deep into my soul, searching for the man behind the fuss, behind the recent fury The warrior, seeing an opportunity to run away, scrambled to his feet, and immediately gave us space to talk.

“Get out.” Damien stood, closing the chest with a snap. He bowed mockingly and left with the prize, whistling as he disappeared into the corridor. Serena remained behind, crumbling into the velvet chair. She buried her face in her palms, hot tears spilling through her fingers. The crackling fire seemed to mock her, each ember snapping like a cruel reminder of her betrayal. “I’ve destroyed my own Kael…” she whispered into the silence. “For what? For a throne? For Mathias’s schemes?”