Novel & Cerita Eileen Snape

Eileen stood still, her fingers grazing the sash tied tightly at her waist. The two servants hovered near her, waiting. Expectant. She turned to them slowly, lifting her chin just like a quick touch. “You may excuse me,” she said. “I will bathe myself.” The girls exchanged a quick look. “I— Luna,” the younger one started, her voice trembling slightly, “we are meant to stay and assist… if we leave without permission and the elders or even the Alpha finds out—” “I won’t tell anyone,” Eileen said, her voice low but clear. She took a step toward them, the silk of her gown whispering with movement. “If I wanted someone hovering over me while I undressed, I would have asked.”

“Zophiel, I take it your nest is in good shape this year?” Zophiel just tilted his head for a better angle on Makya’s finger and leaned into the rubbing. Mayka gave Zophiel a few more scratches before getting up to let him out the door. when the door was closed once more, served the grits and looked at Eris. “Why is the Coven so up in arms about Eileen. They never seemed to care too much about her before.”

Who's she? “I am Saintess Eira Lupinus!” Ezra exclaimed. Memories of the past drowned Heinrich's brain. He then remembered the Saintess who helped him create the Philosopher's Stone. The Saintess he chose because he didn't want to cooperate with that clingy and annoying woman, Cecilia Wolfsbane! “…You… are Eira Lupinus? But Eira Lupinus has blue eyes and black hair… her skin is dark and…” Heinrich had just realized that Eira and Ezra had very similar faces, even though their appearance characteristics were different.

Sophia asked as she felt shivers run down her spine when she heard Eileen had a surprise for her. Of course, she was scared as it made her remember the prank surprise she got from Eileen. Eileen had put a plastic snake on her bed which crept the hell out of her till date, it was a heavy prank surprise that she never wishes to go through again in her next life if she happens to have one. “Com'on, what do you mean? It's a surprise and I'm sure you would love it!” Avery said with a reassuring smile. “You think so?” She stuttered fearfully, she was a little bit traumatized by anything that had to do with surprises which was why she was like that.

a soft, fragile voice drifted from the edge of the dais. The crowd parted once more, their eyes shifting to Eleanor Vane. She stood tall, her simple grey silk gown draped over her thin shoulders, her silver-white hair catching the light. She looked pale, but her sapphire eyes held a quiet, terrifying clarity that seemed to freeze the room. She walked down the steps of the dais slowly, her soft slippers silent on the marble, stopping just behind Elena.

I know that I really loved Eulalia and the right thing to do was apologize to her but I was scared to call her because I'm a coward. On the day of the funeral, I went early but I sat at the back just so I could watch her from far, I was scared to face her today so I was just watching her every movement. She was crying and I could see her friend consoling her. My heart clenched as I watched her cry, it is supposed to be me by her side holding her while she cried in my arms.

“Another little girl?” She stepped outside to the playground, where her breath caught. Zenda. He was kneeling beside Cecily and a girl she recognized from the mall; Lily. Cecily’s cheeks were still wet with tears, but she was smiling now, munching on cookies Lily had shared. Zenda was saying something that made them both laugh. The sight softened Evelyn’s tensed shoulders until instinct kicked in. Her daughter. With a man. Zenda. She stepped forward quickly, brows raised in alarm. But before she could say anything, Cecily spotted her.

Tessa as Elena – POV It was a quiet Friday evening. I sat in front of Elena’s vanity, scrolling through red carpet videos on her tablet, trying to study her poses, her expressions and her aura. It was Elena’s first public outing since the accident. And I was still trapped in her body. There could be no mistakes. I had to walk beside her fiancé, wear her shoes and make the world believe Elena Scarlet was back. My phone buzzed, breaking my train of thought.

But i still picked the call anyways. "Hi, please are you by anyways, Miss Selene Woods?" - A feminine voice came from the other end, soft, polite and yet, straight to the point. "Yes, i am she!!. How may i be of help to you?" - I replied in a wary tone. "Great!!. My name is Anne Moreau, i'm a manager at Livelia entertainment and also a friend of the professor." - She introduced herself briefly, her tone filled with strict professionalism. " Oh..." - I gasped.

“As far as I know, Madam Helen and Mr. Pierre recruited her. I don’t know her background in detail. But so far, she seems like a polite girl.” “Polite, you say,” Eireen sneered with a sarcastic tone, ignoring the confused looks from her daughter, Elsa, and the driver. “Politeness can just be a disguise. It’s not impossible that she works there only as Sebastian’s personal entertainer.” The statement immediately made Elsa glance toward Shareeza. The little girl’s seat in the back while Elsa sat upfront made it impossible to protect Shareeza’s ears from their mother’s words. Fortunately, Shareeza didn’t seem to understand or respond to the remark.