Countess Cleo Novels & Stories

Knives were flying in the air so no one dared to move, lest they got stabbed by a stray knife. Cleo removed her wedding gown and threw it away, just as Claire entered, changed from her maid of honor dress after taking care of some of Jim’s men outside. Cleo was wearing black skinny jeans underneath her wedding gown with a black top. She said to Jim in Spanish, “You are not as smart as I thought.”

There was a sense of urgency in her demeanor, her voice hushed as she called a handful of maids aside. Cleo noticed the sudden change in atmosphere and curiosity gripped her. She continued washing, feigning indifference, but her ears strained to catch snippets of the conversation. Whispers traveled through the air like a secret breeze, and Cleo's heart quickened when she caught a name she knew all too well - Theseus. Her grip tightened on the shirt she was washing, and her eyes dilated as she fought the urge to abandon her task and confront the maids. It pained her to simply wash clothes while her husband's name was being mentioned in hushed tones. Determined, she made up her mind and slowly

Beneath the white dress I am wearing black underwear that is practically visible through the fabric. We are in a fairly large room, Patrick sits on a golden throne and I am sitting on a cushion at his feet. He caresses my hair absentmindedly every two minutes. This situation is really bizarre. I look like his pet, I laugh to myself. Yes... I look like his kitten. Cleo is standing in front of us. She dresses impeccably, she is in black once again, this time she is wearing a very long dress, with a train that trails behind her, a high hairstyle and wear a small veil. It seems that she is in mourning.

A young woman said just as she caught the big bag with one hand, right before it made contact with Isabelle. "Wow," Isabelle said to the young woman, "Thanks for catching that bag. You seem pretty strong," Isabelle remarked because of the woman's subtle strength. "I literally sleep in the gym. Hi there, my name's Cleo," She gave her hand to Isabelle. "Hi, Cleo. I'm Isabelle and this is my boyfriend, Josh," She introduced. "Hi, there. Thanks for saving her head," Josh joked. "It's my pleasure. I'm in F19," Cleo said and pointed at the closest seat to the window.

"You know, for someone who has worked with me here for a while, I am surprised that you believed the gossip so easily. But anyway, some people are just quick to judge." I smiled at her and continued inside. I checked my emails first and then shut down my computer. Cleo arrived shortly after. "Are you ready to go?" she asked me. She was wearing a black suit, and the red stilettos are to die for. We look like we're not about to get into chaos today. I can't imagine how she would run later if things go wrong. As for me, I am wearing a suit as well, but the heels I'm wearing are only one inch. Cleo is really the queen of stilettos.

The vampire alpha was easier prey than Esther, his doubt and hate for the faeries were easy to feed. Cleo cackles at Selene's feeble attempt to stop their violent quarrel while the Pack Luna's voice is rendered useless. The grin on Cleo's face widens-the spell was going better than she imagined. Selene thought she could outsmart her by mating with Jones, but alas, Cleo always wins. She had to hand it to the little hybrid, she was quite the formidable foe. Cleo took one of Selene's mates and her friend, hoping to incapacitate her abilities. When they proved fruitless, she cast an enchantment to sow doubt about Lord Jones, and she even helped that rude she-wolf get revenge on Selene! The hybri

The cup was full to the brim, with visible vapor extruding out. “May the rogue leader, Cleopatra Carr step forward,” Elder Jacob beckoned. She walked forward with Zoe glued to her side, giving a nod to Blayne. She stopped at the base of the circle waiting on instructions. I glanced at the timid little girl beside her. Her eyes were wide with wonder, and a funny look on her face. Glancing now at Cleo, the mark on her neck stands out. I smile with her, as I was pleased with Blayne’s accomplishment to successfully claim his woman. She slightly blushed, knowing that I had seen his mark on her. I think that we all acknowledge it.

My brother was so upset over Emily that we let him spend the night on our couch. When he woke up in the morning, I told him what we were going to do. He agreed with me that Ms. Cleo was our best shot at breaking this curse, so we called her and set up a meeting for later that day at her house. When we got there, Ms. Cleo was waiting for us on her front porch. She looked exactly the same as she had when I saw her last: a tall black woman with long dreadlocks and bright makeup on her face. She wore a flowing purple dress that went all the way down to her ankles and she had gold jewelry hanging from every finger of both hands. We walked up the stairs and onto her porch. She greeted us with a bi

Kezia, Altha and Amber who were invited from Hotel Luna Star saw Evelyn from a distance. “She’s really a goddess,” said Altha which for Amber and Kezia was a bit too much. “I don’t think so,” said Kezia while glancing around disinterestedly. For some reason, she felt that there was something odd about their CEO’s relationship with the model because the media was exaggerating and seemed to be rushing their wedding plans. “Hey! Take a look, Mr. CEO is coming,” whispered Amber when her eyes caught Sean’s figure descending to the first floor. The three women looked at the same time, then sighed involuntarily when they saw Sean’s charming appearance.

"I was on my way to the birthday party with Flora, and as we walked out of our estate gate, the CEO noticed us. I witnessed him in the company of a charming young girl, who bore a resemblance to myself. However, upon my return, Flora informed me that he was searching for a place to purchase ice cream for his little cousin, and she kindly pointed him in the right direction." "Oh, she's his younger cousin; I actually saw her mother. The girl has a light complexion because her mother, who is black, married a white man abroad. This has resulted in her daughter having a cute and fair appearance," Temisa explained. "Yes, she is. Alright, have a good night and take care. Goodbye," Anita concluded t