Conclave Novels & Stories

And with that she knew. "Emerald Taylor," she said mostly to herself but he heard nevertheless. Looking up at him, he nodded, concluding her statement. Instantly opening her door wider, she beckoned him inside, which he quickly did. Closing and locking the cabin door, she easily snapped her fingers to which candles all around the room were lit. This made him confused. "I suspect that this conversation is confidential," Malena said. "Therefore I have put up a barrier so no one can hear us." He was grateful and he soon placed Emerald on the couch. "What do you need me for you child?"

“I’d like to introduce my son, Alexander Miller, your new chairman.” A ripple of murmurs spread through the room. Some faces were welcoming, their eyes bright with a forced enthusiasm. Others were shadowed with doubt, their expressions tight and guarded. One old man spoke up, his voice laced with condescension. “But chairman, this boy is clearly inexperienced. He’s fresh from abroad. Perhaps a period of probation would be wise, to ease him into the… intricacies of our operation.” He said and some others agreed with him as the murmuring intensified.

I am just glad Avery goes first so I can tell the whole, real story first, “Princess Noraveena. Thank you for being here to testify today.” Avery says respectfully as she faces me, standing at an angle so only I can see she sends me a wink. I hide a smile and relax a little as she starts to ask me some basic questions. First she asks me to describe the events that led to me meeting ‘Dr Max Clifft’.

My tutor's headaches earned their keep as my hand found the seams men lay over truth and tugged. "First bell confirmed," I murmured. "Wick paid, tripled. 'Repeat at dusk if no receipt signed.' A meeting marked for...Conclave Hall, three days hence." I swallowed. "Winter Solstice business. Crowns and merchants and the church, noses all at the same trough." "Bold," Jas said from the door, as much admiration as contempt. "Here," I said, pointing to a particularly self-satisfied flourish. "'R reconciliation package drafted for missing asset.'"

Was he about to be demoted? The members of the conclave were seated around a long conference table. Davina sat at the far end. The head of the conclave, Baskin, sat at the other. He motioned for Theo to enter and stand behind Davina. He did so in silence.

“Then I’ll show them I have none they can exploit.” Damien’s expression softened, just a fraction. “That path is lonely.” She met his gaze. “That’s why you’re here.” A beat. Then he inclined his head. “Always.” Far away, in the shadows of Red Hollow, Liam stood before a gathered circle of dissenters, his voice low and persuasive, eyes alight with something sharp and dangerous. “The Conclave will crown her,” he said. “Unless we remind them what happens when tradition is broken.” The game was in motion.

“And because of what she is. She is the rightful heir to the fortune hidden with Lucian’s body, land, gold, and documents that could destroy the Church’s foundations. Her father discovered the truth before he was killed.” I see the conflict tearing at him. The priest, the man, the son, the lover. All of them fighting inside of his exhausted body. “Choose carefully, Father Brick,” I say as I unbar the door. “The monastery doesn’t allow neutral ground. You are either the predator or the prey here.” He leaves without another word. I watch him descend the stairs, shoulders rigid against the rain. When he is gone, I sit back down and open another ledger—the one that contains my own confessions, w

“Alpha Anders simply felt slighted because he was not included in the invite. A fact that didn’t stop him from showing up at the conclave on his own accord. The Council is well aware that conclaves can and are held between Alphas on a regular basis and no one Alpha is required to be in attendance at any point. Being excluded is by no means evidence of conspiracy.” “Except I have it on good authority that the purpose of the conclave was exactly that,” Anders said. “Why else would Alpha Lucas bring Mrs. Langston? Why drag an inexperienced, fragile woman who had just gone through a traumatic abductio

I'm the bride and Hudson and I just got married. While the girls wait and the others count to three I turn around and at the last second I handout the bouquet to Meredith. She looks confused and all the others scream. As she turns around Kerem is kneeling with a little box in front of her. In the box is a diamond ring. "Meredith Greyback... Will you make me the happiest man and become my wife..., please?" Kerem says. Oh my God how cute! "Ok, I will just because you said the magic word." She playfully says and all start laughing when she finally kissed him.

Three peaces of broken mirror merged them self deep in his head and his blonde eyes wide. Nikolai's breathing was still rapid, his hands gripping the edges of the sink that his knuckles were almost turning white, his red eyes had a smile in them. A few bangs of his hair were falling in his face while his lips curled in a small smile. "Champagne can only be mine " his deep voice declared to no one but himself.