Ciel Alois Novels & Stories

I opened Eulalia's door with so much force and she jumped from her seat in fear "Co-nstantine," she said and her eyes were bloodshot. She had been crying since "Can you explain to me, why Caesare has my designs?" I shouted angrily "I- I'm sorry, I don't know how he got it. I swear to you I don't know how it got missing" "Missing?, Did I hear you say missing. You are a liar" "I swear I'm not lying"

Besides, the Moore family is coming after Lucien, will I not be a fool if I get entangled with them? “So, this is how the West family treat their guest? Old madam Matilda, I have been treating you with respect all these years I cannot imagine that you have just played with my son’s feelings! We have been gracious enough to even accept your marriage request, I did not think that you wanted to let my son marry a commoner, someone who does not even have a name.” “Alpha Moore, this must be a misunderstanding. Camilla is the daughter of Damon, and you two had a great relationship. Don’t worry, I will give you a satisfactory answer and since Alex likes her, then he will marry her, that I assure yo

"It's five my lady, your fingers are small and your height is about 4'1 feet long and according to your tiny voice, you're in the middle of 8 or 9 years of age." "I am 9." I raised my nine fingers in front of him and his lips curved upwards, looking at me with amusement on his eyes. "What is your name my lady?" His eyes aren't even moving, it was like a frozen sea filled with different emotions. Is it hard to only see the shadow of one person? "My name is Finesia but my sisters calls me Sia. How about you?" "I am Leonardo my lady, it was nice meeting you." I removed the rope that was tied on his body. He wasn't a bad guy I guess, but the problem is, I don't think my sisters would accept him

And for a moment, everyone went quiet. I turned just as the doors opened again. Dominic Salvatore entered first. Alpha. Commanding. Unmistakable. At his side walked Aria Salvatore, his Luna, his wife, and lover… she was also the mother of his child. Her head was held high, her presence effortless, as if she had always belonged at his side. Whispers followed them, some admiring, some resentful. Luna Isobel’s lips thinned. “The woman who was sold as a slave,” she muttered coolly, “now standing as Head Luna. A slave who became the Alpha’s wife.”

“Then stop treating me like—” “Not now.” The edge in my voice cut through whatever she was about to say. Good. We didn’t have time for this. The woman stopped a few feet from the gate. Close enough to speak. Far enough to stay safe. Smart. “Alpha Kael,” she said. Not a question. A statement. I didn’t react. “You have the advantage of me,” I replied. “State your name.” She smiled slightly. “Dr. Elara Voss.” Human.

Elena: “Are you okay?” I asked Killian, walking toward him as Alvize and Ezra entered the vault. It seemed that no one aside from the D’Caprio family was allowed to enter, and considering the fact that I was neither Alvize’s official mate or his wife, I wasn’t allowed in. “I don’t remember when was the last time anyone asked me such a question, but the last thing that I expected was for you to be the one who asked. “Why not?” I asked as I looked up at the picture of Maria and Donatello. Maria looked sad in the picture despite the smile on her face, and though it was a drawing, I knew that the illustrator did their best to draw it as it was in reality.

Her touch was cold, colder than death itself, yet so oddly comforting. “You’re so close now, Giovanni,” she whispered, leaning into me, her breath cool against my neck. “Everything you’ve worked for, everything you’ve suffered for, it’s finally within reach. The young boy's body really did help me. It is a shame that he had lost himself. It is a shame that he fell for my voice. But he came to my benefit. Caleb was his name, wasn't it?”

Alvin chuckled and then he kissed Ivy's forehead gently and tenderly making Ivy blush. ****** In the beautiful Emerald Land full of precious stones, a beautiful woman was chatting with Emperor Nicholas. She is Cecilia. "Nicholas, my son. Exactly what happened to you and also to your sister? Is it true that now the soul that is in your body is not Nicholas' soul?" asked Cecillia curiously. Nicholas nodded slowly in response to his mother's question, "That's right, Mother. My body is that of your son's but my soul is that of Alistair."

she continued, her tone growing more venomous. "Why are you saying these things to me?" Abigail asked, her voice trembling. "To be honest, I don't like you. The moment I saw you, your striking red hair pissed me off. And to top it off, you wore the Crimson Fate. Don't you know who I am? I am Celes, the rumored fiancée of Edward Ulrick. And you? Who are you?" Celes's words were like daggers, each one aimed to wound. She looked Abigail up and down with a sneer, making Abigail flinch and feel small under her scrutinizing gaze.

Enjoy the fresh air even during the day. "You are perfect, handsome, rich and loyal!" "No ... That's not it!" Aldo opened his eyes and looked at Cecil. "Then what? You still, don't be narcissistic anymore!" "Don't you feel my AURA !!!? A handsome AURA that no woman can refuse? Hahahahah!" Aldo opened his eyes, but immediately looked around. Cecil died yet again. Making Aldo stare again at the wide glass in front of him, combing his hair with his fingers.