Cameron Valentina 소설 & 이야기

“I’m her sister. The one who doesn’t want you anywhere near this place.” Damien let out a tired breath. “No, you’re not. The only sister she has is Katherina. You’re an imposter.” Valentina tilted her head, clearly done with the conversation. “I’m really not in the mood for introductions. I’ve been explaining myself all day.” She paused, then added dryly, “At this point, I should just go live and announce to the whole world that I’m her sister.” Damien rolled his eyes. “Try it. No one cares.”

VALERIA [Flash back] My name is Valeria Hoover, most of my close friends call me Val. I'm the illegitimate daughter of Beta Sam and an Omega of the lowest rank in The Enchanted Shadows pack. My job is to clean and scrub. My father, who feels disgusted by my sight even though I have his blood flowing through my veins. The hatred he bore for me increased a thousandfold when he married Camilla. She made things worse for me. I had no idea who my biological mother was, and when I tried to find her, there was no trace of her existence. When I tried to ask my father about her, I faced cruel insults and brutal beatings, which eventually led to the assault.

Probably some guy gave her a fake number in the bar. "I know what it is. But who are you?" She again asks me anxiously. "I am secretary of the President of the Damison Group. My name is Ethan Stone." I reply to her irritatingly, as she is wasting my time. I need to go home and take a lavender bath with my rubber ducks.

Inside, her breath caught. “Señorita…” His voice was low, cultured, threaded with power. “I don’t believe we’ve met.” “No,” Valentina said smoothly, tilting her head. “But I’ve heard of you.” A ripple of amusement ran through the table at her boldness. Cruz’s mouth curved the faintest inch, though his eyes never softened. “Then perhaps you’ll tell me your name.” Valentina let her smile widen, a careful and deliberate gesture. “Bellamy. Isabelle Bellamy.”

The supreme dark-priest asked. “I will.” Veronica said with pride hinted on her voice. “Will you honor the duty and responsibilities that it will take you to be Queen, and do you do so willingly take this crown as yours?” The supreme dark-priest once again asked. “I will, and do so willingly what it takes to be Queen.” Veronica answered once more. “Then I declare you,” the supreme dark-priest said and she place the crown on the top of Veronica’s head, “Veronica Lorraine Glaiza Elizabeth Vane, The Queen of Dexo Fernia.” The crown was placed above Veronica’s head.

Valentina explained, her gaze sweeping over Camellia with a faint, inscrutable smile. "Has anyone ever told you that you look a lot like my sister, Cam?" she asked. "My sister had a beauty mark in the exact same spot as yours. The only difference is that hers was real, while yours… is drawn on." The room fell silent. Andres' expression darkened as he snapped, "Val, that's enough. "No one is more important to me than Camellia," he said firmly. Valentina blinked in surprise, then playfully stuck out her tongue at him. "Alright. I was just joking."

“You think you’re going to get answers by trying to beat them out of him? You're just going to end up killing him and there is not going to be good for us to it.” “He deserves worse.” I snapped. “Maybe. But that doesn’t mean we waste our energy now.” Damon’s voice dropped further. “Use your head. Not your rage.” I clenched my jaw. Behind us, Carter said, voice ragged, “She called herself Tatiana. She… she said things about Delilah. About power. About what’s coming.” Damon turned slowly. “Spare me.” Carter blinked. “You don’t believe me?” Damon’s expression hardened. “I don’t believe anything from a man who watched us bleed and said nothing.”

Relief and disappointment crashed into Camila at once. The woman hugged Mateo naturally while Camila stepped back quickly, trying to calm her breathing. “Wow,” the brunette laughed. “You disappeared for weeks again.” Mateo smiled faintly. “Busy.” The woman finally noticed Camila. Dark eyes moved between them curiously. “Oh,” she said slowly. “I’m interrupting something.” “No,” Camila answered too quickly. Mateo looked amused beside her. The brunette extended her hand politely. “I’m Valeria this dummy’s best friend.”

To myself. A news alert popped up on my laptop screen. I almost ignored it. Then I saw the name. Ramsey Bellamy. I clicked the article. My stomach dropped as I read. Business mogul Ramsey Bellamy has called for a board investigation into Everett Montague's recent engagement and hiring practices. Sources say Bellamy questions whether Montague's fiancée, Liora Jovan, was hired based on qualifications or nepotism. The board will review the matter at their next meeting.

she says. "I am good," Valentina says. "I am forty-seven, and I have three children, and I have not slept a full night in three months, and I am entirely, specifically good." "Because you chose it," Cristina says. "Because I chose all of it," Valentina confirms. "The practice and the twins and the book and the foundation and the marriage. All of it chosen. All of it is correct." "The twelfth year," Cristina says. "Of the practice."