Christine Blandino Novels & Stories

All then seemed to have evaporated into a black hole before my heart pumped me awake. Until then, before I knew it, I'm living the years of my life as the Luna of the Werewolves whole empire, Lumina, only by becoming the Alpha King's wedded wife- a title I'm most shameful of having. But I know that there's still more than what the eyes see. ***** "The letters have arrived, my lady." "What type?" Claude looked at me in confusion while I busied myself completing the reports from the border lands. "What do you mean what type? Are you expecting any other letters except for invitations and requests for an audience?"

I haven’t seen my mom’s dress yet, but I know it will be appropriate for the occasion. While we were home, I had bought a new dress for the occasion. As is the case with ceremonies the Luna traditionally wears a long gown. I decided to go with white for the Luna ceremony. A white gown with a slit up my right leg to mid-thigh. There was gold trim on the dress around the waist and the neckline. The front was up to the neck while the back was open to the waist. And of course, I’d top it off with black heels. It was gorgeous and I couldn’t wait for Colby to see me in it.

Gaby inquired with precise ignorance. "She will replace you after you've finished the mission. She will be the best prototype of you. Let me introduce you two. Her name is Olivia Brianah, and Olivia, this is Gaby Sanroman. My wife." "Nice meeting you, miss. I've heard so much about you," greeted Olivia with the exact tone and voice as Gaby's. "Omg. She sounds like me. Do I sound like that?" Gaby thrilled. "It's a pleasure meeting you, Olivia. A real pleasure."

She had four swords on her waist and had a very powerful aura. “Are you okay?” The woman asked Sara who was holding her head that felt like it was going to explode just now. “Y-you’re… Raisya?” Raisya smiled at her. “Since you replied to me, I guess you’re fine. Heal yourself, then get out of here.” Raisya helped Sara to stand on her feet. “Who are you?” Raisya turned to face Bilgrae who asked the question. “Raisya Blair. Ex-Legendary rank Hunter.”

So noisy that it caught not only my attention, but others too. I walked closer, standing a bit far off where i could get a better view of the action. Irina stood there, her red hair held in a high ponytail with a few strands covering her delicate features. She wore a long sleeveless white dress that clinched somewhat at the waist and a fur coat. Her skin was pale and she wasn't wearing any makeup, which made her look very delicate and easily pitiable. She had her hands around her belly, standing there with an aggrieved expression. Even i........was moved to pity her in such state.

All except one. A face that glared at me with a conceited smile. She had waited for this moment, she had waited to look me in the eyes with a calculative stare. Shania, drapes in a red polkadot gown and a black cashmere trenchcoat hanging over her shoulders. She let her ginger hair fall over shoulder with a braid at the two ends of her frontal. “Finally, we thought you were gonna have to cancel this meeting,” She smiled as though our argument yesterday never happened, like this was the first time we were speaking in months.

he said, voice soft. Alexandra nodded, her gaze lingering on the window. “We’ll make it ours. Somehow.” But even as she said it, doubt gnawed at her. Was this really the next chapter she wanted? A Public Announcement and a Media Storm The next morning, the world exploded with their news. Jeremy Davis, the Cannibals’ hero, was now a Philadelphia Talon. Alexandra Jordan would be the first woman to practice with an NAFL team. The press release hit social media like a lightning strike.

while tilting his head. The girl who came to help me tried to hold back her laughter. Dane glanced at her questionably. “Got something to add Kendra?” “Catrina is a lying bitch,” Kendra unveiled. “Fuck you!” Catrina snapped back. Dane looked at all of us before settling his gaze on me. “New girl, what happened?” I tilted my head to the side, letting my hair fall over my eye, and replied, “Nothing, sir.” Catrina hissed, “It’s Alpha!”

Instead, she continued typing on her phone before she dropped it and stood up. She walked past us towards the staircase while Clinton and I continued watching her. She didn't climb the stairs and I thought it was because another footsteps were coming. I was right because a lady finally came down, a wide grin plastered on her face. Clinton froze beside me as if caught in a sudden frost, his entire demeanor stiffening like a statue carved from ice. On the stairs stood a stunning lady who looked like she had stepped out of a magazine. Her golden pixie-cut hair framed her face perfectly, and her skin glowed with a radiant brilliance.

CHRISTINE... I continued to hear them... "Three million? So worthless? " Luna's cold laugh came out. "I told you, the reason Christine is following Maximo Lombardi right now is because of what happened three years ago." I sat on the chair and couldn't help but clench my lips. "So what?" I heard Carla's cold tone. "How is it? If I expose this whole matter, what kind of fate do you think you can get from Maximo Lombardi?"