Coraline #beldam Novels & Stories

The men in the room charged at Rita at once tearing all her clothing. They thought it would be fun if they were also drugged to intensify their strength, so they weren't in their right senses. Rita's painful scream was the last thing Coralline heard when she left the passage. Damon's POV I was on my way to my seat when a lady stopped in front of me. I recognized her as the one I saw at Coralline's former apartment. 'Hello handsome' she said seductively. I stared at her in disgust. 'Sorry but I have somewhere to go' I said abd was about to leave when she said

What the hell was Coraline doing here and who was she meeting? I sighted her battered dark blue Mustang, it stood out in the midst of Ferraris, Lamborghinis, and Porsches as the ugly duckling. The driver's door opened and Coraline stepped out of the car, I sucked in a sharp breath. She was dressed in a slick asymmetrical floral print peplum dress that hugged her figure perfectly. The style of the dress discreetly covered the small bump that she was spotting. Her hair fell below her shoulder with a shiny gloss that must have come from a visit to the salon, and her makeup was minimalistic but flawless nevertheless, I just couldn't take my eyes off him and it burned my chest to know that she ha

Tall, dark red stilettos. She’s wearing a sating dress that clings onto her body perfectly, complemented by the dazzling jewelry around her neck and wrists. Her hair, her smile, her eyes, she looks incredible. I soon realise that she is not the woman I met last night. Something has changed, and her aura has shifted into something dangerous. Tristan’s body is still turned to me, but his eyes are fixed on Bella, with his lips slightly parted in awe. Her scent fills the room. “Miss Ward, please have a seat.”

Coral had been sitting on it that day in a valuable designer’s dress, gracefully swaying around, surfing on her cell phone in hand. Tired of hearing her cry, Coral hooked her finger and commanded the bodyguards to drag her nearer, kicking her in the jaw with the sharp tip of her priceless shoe. "Heloise, I wouldn't have wanted you to take you to defend me from the disaster so early, but you shouldn’t let Darnell fall in love with you and hand you those love letters, confessing his love for you, and pursuing you desperately." Coral spoke languidly. "Look at your own face. Is every man infatuated with you because of your excessively seductive face, which is just superficially innocent？"

Imperious and proud as ever she finally dropped the bloodied tissue to the floor as proof for all to see. “I almost made it,” Corina confirmed in a flat robotic voice, lifting her gauze and hat away to reveal her ghastly face in full. “I just needed Declan to come back, slit all your throats and he would have let me go eventually. He wouldn’t have killed me, even when I “lost” the pregnancy.” I gasped as Corina's final twisted, desperate manipulations fell to the ground in tatters. Beldon appeared and was quickly filled in with the news, staring into the shared cell with disgust as our matching green eyes and black hair stared back at him.

she muttered offhandedly before extending her arms. (Lorenzo told me you were bringing someone serious along but I didn’t believe him.) Coraline glanced at my face before turning away to raise her hands and place them in Beatrice’s outstretched ones. “Coraline. Beautiful name for a beautiful girl.” Beatrice beamed and tightened her grip, her words coming out one after the other in broken English. “You make Alessio finally believe in love. For this… you have special place in my heart.” Coraline was smiling right back but I could read her body language. She was slightly uncomfortable with Beatrice’s words because she knew they weren’t true.

The color in both of their eyes had turned black. "I Coraline Paglione, pledge my life and my soul to you, Alpha Anthony Paglione." Three gasps sounded in the room as she stared at the man who had raised her. "That's daddy's good girl," he whispered back.

The torso followed in two halves. The blood didn’t even have time to steam before he stepped over it. Old soldiers whispered that the gods had once made the Vitales from the bones of titans and then regretted it. Tonight, Damian made that story feel tame. They found Corinne at the edge of the marshes, surrounded by the last members of her line. Her dress was torn, hair stuck to her face with her children’s blood. She looked at Damian not like a baroness, not like a warrior — but like a mother who had run out of time.

Isabel without a second thought threw her victims across the room and within the blink of an eye, her canines were buried deep in Dylan’s neck, marking her imprint on him. Dylan, consumed with immense pain, grabbed onto Isabel’s leather jacket tightly, to prevent his legs from giving out. Just when he thought the torture wouldn’t end, her canines were replaced with her tongue delicately wiping off the blood from his skin. There was a glint of pride in her yellow orbs as she stared at her flawless imprint. “Mine” she declared in her alpha voice and vanished in a flash. The crowd stared at the spot where Isabel was previously standing in sheer horror. They’ve never seen anything like this befo

They know who the chosen one is. _____________ Lady Celine Coleman. There is no surprise, shock or shock in it. The other girls, as heartbroken as they are, just sit back again and shrug. Everyone already knew. With fluid, cool elegance, Celine rises. She barely looks at Cameron. Instead, she turns her face back to gloat over defeated competitors. She revels in her moment of glory. A smile haunts her face when her eyes fall on me. I don't miss the fierce gleam of her teeth. When she looks forward again, Cameron repeats his brother's proposal.