Coraline Book Beldam Novels & Stories

She asked referring to me "A hefty sum of zens, but she's not available for purchase," Mistress Eleanor stated firmly, her hand firmly placed on my shoulder. "She's an exclusive member of my brothel." Coraline smirked mischievously, "Pity none of your girls seem to catch the king's eye anymore. If you ever need some advice on spicing things up, you know where to find me." Mistress Eleanor maintained her composure, replying with a serene smile, "I appreciate the offer, but I prefer to handle things in my own way."

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.”

--- I extract the fragment in forty minutes. It is easier than Cael. Not easy — easier. The power from the coronation has more dexterity now, more precision, like a hand learning to hold something small without crushing it. I find the fragment, I feel its edges, I pull carefully and steadily and when it tries to flee I am ready for it. I contain it.

“I promise.” Promises were easy to make, but keeping them was another matter. ********* Just before sunset, the guards announced that the breeder had arrived. My heart sank. I stood beside Kael in the entrance hall as the heavy doors opened. A young woman stepped inside. She couldn’t have been more than twenty. Golden curls framed a delicate face, and her pale blue dress hung loosely over her slender figure. She looked around nervously before lowering her gaze. “So this is the Alpha’s breeder,” one of the elders murmured.

Jane whispered from her mind. "What are you doing? Don't ruin this beautiful occasion of ours." Adante whispered in his wife's ear. It was weak but Jane still heard him preaching to the girl and felt her confidence increased when she heard what Adante said to Hera as if she was still defending him. Hera was unable to speak again and chose to keep her own mouth shut. He just bowed his head while clenching one of his fists hidden under the table. Bon noticed that, so a wrinkle drew on his forehead and he was about to approach her when Allen suddenly approached the girl and placed a slice of cake in front of her.

The dizziness hadn’t fully left my body. Before I could move, the hall door opened. A familiar girl walked in. But her eyes were not warm anymore. Cold. Sharp. Hidden behind a mask of politeness. Her gaze swept over me from head to toe. Then stopped at my bare neck. "Good morning... Luna." She said it like it tasted bitter. Heat rushed to my cheeks again under her stare. I took a slow breath and said, "Call me Corinne." She didn’t argue. Didn’t agree either. Just a short, empty nod.

"The astrologer said, as soon as you sign here, your stars will immediately align with Charlie's. You… You have to sign… Please." I took the pen without hesitation and signed my name. As I finished the final stroke and lifted my gaze, I met Adrian's venomous gaze. I could see it clearly now—the signs of his decline were written on his face, darker and more defined than ever before. "Claire… Milton… You bitch, how dare you betray me!" he roared. He was about to lunge at me when his body suddenly froze. He clutched his chest, and his face contorted in agony. Then, he coughed up a torrent of crimson blood.

Like history is just waiting to repeat itself with me. I don’t want that. I don’t want to end up like her... just another woman who gives herself to the highest bidder. Not even in the eyes of people who don’t count. But Corian didn’t move his hand. Instead he leaned closer. “I can’t tell if you have a bra on in this sinful dress, Maddison Summers.” My lips twitched before I could stop them. “Well maybe you should’ve actually stayed long enough to see me put it on… instead of disappearing to wherever you disappear to when you are not with me.”

A collective gasp echoed through the grand hall. After a half-second of dead silence, the room erupted in a deafening roar of gossip. Everyone in the Corvona underworld knew the Don of the Bellini family kept his "little cat" of seven years locked away in his estate. They had also heard that, for a new flame, he had cast that same cat out into a blizzard. But no one could have imagined that the woman he had trampled on for seven years was the long-lost heiress to the powerful Rossi family of Serafino.

The maids reassured me with a smile, as they said that it’s gonna be okay. After hours of exhausting training, Damien and his parents entered the training grounds; and the very first thing that caught their eye was the sight of me pulling the gun’s trigger, and ended up shooting next to the bull’s eye. They looked at me with amusement, and soon after, Damien walked closer to me with a proud look on his face. “Not bad,” he smirked. I looked back at him, as I smiled. Damien’s eyes were fixed on me; not a second of turning away. We’re like lovers who hold the most genuine feelings towards each other. A model having an affair with one of the strongest mafia bosses in the world. What could be pos