Dxd Irina Novels & Stories

"What is your name?" Xander asked. "Bella," she said. "I am Alpha Xander. It's lovely to finally meet you, Bella," he replied, pulling her gently into his chest and wrapping his arms around her breathing in her scent. He then turned to Leo. "Alpha Loren, when I leave in the morning for Russia, I'd like to take your sister with me," he said. Bella lifted her head off his chest with wide eyes. "You don’t even know the second thing about her,” Luca protested. "You can't just-"

"No." "No?!" my voice rose in volume. "What do you mean no? Why? Remove one of those beggars there and put my cousin in! This is not a request, it's an order!" "It will not be possible, Madam Victoria." Irina's voice was icy, sharp as a blade. "What the hell are you saying, you wretch?" I screamed into the phone, feeling the anger return with full force. "Who do you think you are?" "Watch your tone, Madam Victoria." Irina's voice dropped to a dangerous whisper. "You know very well who I am. And you know very well the extent of my... cooperation."

"It missed the lung. Missed the artery. He's lucky." Dominic laughed weakly. "Doesn't feel lucky." "That's how you know you're surviving," Irina said. She was working as she spoke, her voice steady and calm while her hands moved with urgency. "If it felt good, you'd be dying." Anastasia couldn't stop touching her daughter. Her hand on Lena's shoulder. Then her hair. Then her face. Like she was confirming Lena was real. That she was alive. That they'd actually made it.

There was buzzing in my head as Reaper screams so hard I feel like my ears are going to pop. “Brothers! Brothers?” Another secret that Daryl had kept from me, I stare at him, a bead of sweat forming on his brow as he waits for me to do something. “You lied to me” “No Rudina, no I didn’t. I thought he was dead that was why I didn’t tell you” “Who is Rudina?” Jax asks confused at the name change

A deep grunt escaped my throat at the thought that she was also going to find out that I was her mate and would also perceive my scent. shit! I hissed and clenched my fist, bracing myself to reject her immediately; I wasn't worried about the pain because I was also planning to kill her. My name is Xander, the heir to the Red Moon Pack. Being the son of Alpha Xavier, I had to be more cruel than him, giving no space for romantic feelings, which do nothing other than make someone weak and act stupidly. Lena's POV.

IRINA I waited a few seconds, hoping Miron would correct himself. Hoping I'd misheard him. He'd mispronounced his name, and I wouldn't be at peace if I had to question his identity. I signed the contract, and I'd vouched for my professionalism, but not at the cost of completely changing my identity. “I’m not Serena, I’m Irina Miller,” I said, as Miron didn’t seem to have any intention of correcting his line of words.

I knew that was a stupid question when I asked it, but Iryna just grinned and put on an obviously affected air of superiority. "I am Iryna Baraskova, the fifth ranked woman in the world. I go where I wish." I cocked my head at her in disbelief and she giggled. It was sweet and innocent. I loved hearing it. "It is kind of true. My agent called the club. I have an honorary membership now. I will make a nice donation to the youth program." I laughed. "OK, I hope you enjoy." I turned around and walked back toward my chair. My opponent had arrived, and was standing open-mouthed, staring across the court. "Holy Crap! Is that..."

She smiled. "I did. From your favorite movie, Xena." He replied, and pulled her into a hug. Irina held the knife up in her hands, while her heart thumped away. Because, beyond it being a gift from her favorite film, she knew what she was meant to use it for. Mr. Madrigal waited by the car. Irina was dressed in black trousers and a black shirt. She was in mourning for her driver and bodyguard, Antonio. "You remind me so much of your mother when she was alive." Mr. Madrigal said, smoothening her untameable curls behind her ear.

“Even though I could’ve. My army is strong enough now. But I didn’t attack.” “Why?” Alexandro asked. “Because I want peace,” Valerian said simply. “And… because my wife would kill me if I started another war.” Alexandro allowed himself a faint smile. “Your wife… she’s a siren, isn’t she?” Valerian raised an eyebrow. “How did you know?” “I suspected it,” Alexandro said. “The lake… Serena saw something. Someone. That was her, wasn’t it?” Valerian nodded. “Nivera. She’s… complicated. But she’s mine. And yes, I know your wife saw her. I allowed it.”

he slowly said. I shook my head. “You’re not my sister’s father…” I denied while I looked at him intently, trying to remember Shahrae’s father’s face. He who died a long time ago. “It’s me, Xerra. It’s me… Miryeob…” he said finally, and he was in agony.