Elaina Light Novels & Stories

—and just as she was about to continue, the light appeared. It was not the green light of the Realm. It was not the white light of the hospital. It was something else, something that had no color because it contained all colors, something that was not bright because brightness was too small a word for what it was. It was the light of annihilation. The light of absolute revelation. The light that burned not the eyes but the self, the identity, the carefully constructed architecture of who Eliana thought she was and what she thought she knew.

His screams pierced the stillness of the night. Amelia didn’t know what was happening. She looked at her fingers that were surrounded with yellow twines of light that were coming from the fae. The yellow rays twirled around her hands up to her shoulders. At first she got scared that this was some magic that would burn her, but then her fear converted into pure amazement, as she watched the lights surrounding her shoulders, her neck, upper torso and then her stomach. She got up from the ground and stumbled back but the light continued to come from the fae into her body.

I ask, then I can hear the paparazzi's clicking camera. "Hello... My name is Lia and waiting for the Princesses to go out from that building." Lia said innocently. I gently look up at Eleanor who's smiling from ear to ear as she hears what the little girl says. "Well hello, Lia. Let me introduce myself, I am Princess Hestia Katana Astaril and this is Princess Eleanor Callista Castellanos." I said and smiled sweetly at her. Her eyes immediately went wide upon hearing what I said.

she says in a quiet voice. “Good, we are getting somewhere. Now where was I – oh yes, I was the toughest and bravest warrior Golden Moon Pack had. And one day I met my beautiful mate, Maria. She was stunning Kate and kind, so kind to everyone. And after a year we had a pup – a little girl named Ella. She was as beautiful as her mother,” I say losing myself for a moment down memory lane. Shaking myself, I realize I can’t afford to get too caught up in the past, I have revenge on my mind.

Giada's heart still fluttering from Kye's unexpected gesture. ~~~ Alyona was in high spirits, her smile reflecting the joy she felt at the news of Elon and Ida's new baby girl. She quickly made a note to visit them at the hospital later that day, eager to meet the newest addition to their family. She was thrilled by the success of her new product launch, which had made waves in the market and was selling at an impressive pace. Her hard work and dedication were paying off, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of accomplishment.

“She will come.” He arched a brow. “You sound so sure.” I smirked. “Because I know her.” Elara, the Lunar Alpha, the wolf who had torn through battlefields, who had fought against all odds to protect her people. The queen who refused to yield. But even queens had weaknesses. And Lyanna was hers. Dorian exhaled, setting his goblet down. “If she does come… do you plan to kill her?” I met his gaze, my smirk widening. “No.”

He asked. She smiled. "It's part of my plan." He just looked from her to the harp. "Then I expect great news from you then." Elaina curtsied before turning around. Slowly, she went down the flight of stairs. When she got to the bottom, she searched for a torch holder. She lit the ones she found, giving light to the dark dungeon. She turned around, surveying everywhere. She was alone. There was another gate by the corner, a smaller one, but it was shut.

She reached for her hand mirror and called for Margarette. “How are you? Did you get the dusts?” “Margarette, we need to talk. I want the truth. I want the whole story of Lenriad. Also, I have to tell you another thing.” Ellaine opened the leaf and stared at the beautiful face of a sleeping angel with golden hair.

She brushed off her tears and checked the time. Meanwhile, her makeup artists and hair stylists appeared before her. Elaina collected all her strength and went to the bathroom. After a few hours of hard work, Elaina was dressed well by the artists. In the olive green and white Lahenga, her beauty shone. Everything was perfectly done, but there was no glow in her eyes. Although she looked damn pretty, there was a lack of sparkle within her.

Silence The weight of that sentence dropped like a bomb. Alma’s voice was barely a whisper. “You’re lying.” Daniel walked over to the bookshelf, pulled a file from behind a hollow spine, and dropped it on the table. Photos spilled out, of Evelyn, of Daniel, of a young girl with black hair and green eyes, locked in what looked like a medical stasis chamber. “Her name is Elara.” Alma stared, shaking her head. “She was born after you,” Daniel continued. “Genetically designed to be Evelyn’s final version. Smarter. Stronger. Fully compatible with the Phoenix interface.”