Coraline Wybie Lovat Novels & Stories

"Shit! The storm caught up with us!" Coral calls the attention of her sisters. I'm still at the edge of the cliff, soaked with rain and feeling Isolde's magic coursing through me like an intruder. I want to scream, but it holds me down, stronger than the last time. My wet blonde hair sticks to my face just like my clothes stick to my body. Coral scans the vicinity frantically. They are all getting drenched like I am. She says, "Marelyn's been exposed. Sister, will the defense stop him?"

Gabriel neither confirms nor denies seeing Daphne, though a few of the people who are brave enough to walk up to us react as though they know who I’m talking about. “So, you know her,” I say. “Where is she?” “That is the sorceress Coraline to tell, not us,” a small older woman says. Damon looks at the woman. “Coraline?” “Do you know who that is?” I ask. He doesn’t answer me but instead asks the woman, “What does she look like?” “Violet hair, grey eyes,” she says. I still don’t know what’s going on, but Damon’s eyes go wide. He starts to say something but then stops when another woman walks by with a basket full of herbs. He runs up to her and sniffs it. “What is this?” he demands.

Onyx said, his tone was bored. Coraline stood and gave a smile. "Yes, it was. Sadly, she didn't make it out of the doghouse alive. Scarlet caught onto her quickly, all because she was sloppy when trying to plant the wolfsbane. But as for other matters, I have prepared the last of our allies from a den of werebears." She informed him. "Good," he let out a laugh and she laughed along with him, glad he believed her lies. Onyx got up from his throne, walking over to Coraline in a motion of blurriness. He placed a soft kiss on her lips. "Well done, my love."

She said in an almost whisper and her word hurt me. I watched her as she knocked in a pattern and I held my breath as the door instantly unlocked and the door opened to reveal her second in command. The oracle servant, Valerie’s right hand, Coral, stiffened as her gaze landed on ours. “What are you doing here?” She whispered angrily, her eyes flashing as they landed on each of ours. “She doesn’t want any of you here.” She spat. Kaden growled angrily as he walked towards her. “Get out of my way, Coral.”

She further questioned me “Yes… it was just fine” I replied and “Ahem..…. coral…. can I ask you something?” I questioned “Yes… what is it?” Coral replied “Why all villagers are looking at with…. this.. Strange look?” I questioned her and peeked at few villages ladies who were tentatively staring at me Coral saw them and replied “Ohh… that, it’s because you are new to this villages… you know chief Damon never allows anyone to even step in this village but he let you and your husband stay here… that to in Seaton house” Coral replied and I coughed

A female appeared with long blonde hair, and suddenly I felt the pull of a transport. I blinked and we inhaled the wonderful scent of the ocean. Lilly’s wolf looked around, curiously. The blonde leaned down and kissed Tyson’s wolf. I guess that answers who she is. Coral began to move across the sand, enjoying the warm breeze. This beach … I knew it. *What’s the big idea,* Coral snapped. She turned back to face everyone. “This is where my love and I got married, isn’t it breathtaking? The owner lets us come back and use it sometimes,” the female said, a little too giddy.

A servant leads us into their formal parlor. Matteo Vitalli, new Don, barely settled into the role, sits like he owns the entire coastline. He’s about my age, maybe younger, slick hair, tailored suit, smug expression. Beside him stands his right-hand man, Nico, equally irritating. On the other side of the room sits a woman, Coraline Vitalli. The sister. I’ve heard of her, but this is the first time I’ve seen her up close. Pretty, poised, overdressed for a peace meeting. A shimmering silk dress, heels too delicate for mafia floors, and those eyes are too sharp to be innocent.