Novel & Cerita Elody

The woman looked at her and smiled. “My name is Odelia Phyleon, a proud name in our race. I saw you coming long before you accepted your fate written by the Norns Hel.” She motioned for her to move forward and this room had tons of shelves all sorts of things on them. Hel knew potions and such when she saw it. She could hear talking in the back, and there was a slight sweet smell. “What are they making?” She asked. “What you and Max need to hide, it will take some time.” She indicated a seat and Hel just looked at it not taking it. Odelia however sat in the other chair and poured herself some tea.

Before I can ask Mara a single question, an arm lands across my shoulders. “Zahra, this is my mate, Elodie Whitmore,” Eliot says proudly as a pretty strawberry blonde with surfer curls and ocean-blue eyes threads her fingers through his. Freckles dust her nose, her smile is gentle and kind, but I know if she is a fated Delta female, there is steel under that sunshine. “It’s lovely to meet you, Elodie,” I say, shaking her hand. “I’m looking forward to hearing everything about Night Howlers,” she says warmly. I like her immediately. Her calm matches Mara’s. Zanthe settles in my mind, approving.

She was placed gently on the ground where she had laid and I ran to her. “Pandora?” I call her. “Pandora!” She starts opening her eyes and I gasp in surprise. Her eyes. They changed. Pandora I woke up from a beautiful dream with a gentle voice calling out for me. I open my eyes slowly until my vision adjusts to the source of clarity enough not to hurt my eyes, which seem to be more sensitive than normal. And I came up with a scene that if someone told me it was going to happen, I would have doubted it. The goddess of the moon holding me and with such a worried look.

Allegra spat, Elodie sighed dejectedly. “Ela close the blinds.” She ordered her AI. “Closing blinds.” The automated voice responded as the blinds closed. Much akin to Alexa but far much advanced. Bespoke. “You know I can’t Ally; I really want to. I will.” “That’s a load of bollocks! You said the exact thing five years ago and here we are, still married. When he does nothing but mistreat you. You know I can’t stand it.” Allegra was livid, her hands trembled, akin to her lips. She felt tears pricking her eyes. Elodie swallowed harshly and moved to embrace her, “I know, I know. I’m fine luv, soon I’ll be able to rid myself of him.” She squeezed her tightly and pressed a kiss on top of her head.

My name is Elora and I reside at the Blue Mountain Packhouse. I have a slim figure, long curly blonde hair which I usually wear up in a bun so it is out of my face. My eyes are a deep blue which I love. I am not a normal girl though. You see I am a shewolf, my rank at the packhouse is an omega. I don’t know my parents because they passed away when I was just a tiny baby, so I don’t have any memories of them. The only thing I have is a necklace locket from my mother. I have never taken it off because it makes me feel close to her spirit.

I look pointedly at Johnathan. "I am sorry" he walks away with teary eyes and head held down. I understand him, he loved this girl like his own after he lost his wife and daughter. She doesn't deserve a father like him. "I wouldn't have done this to another girl. But the way you tried to sabotage Thea's life, I don't even feel sorry about this" with that Orphelia pours a chemical on to her head which makes the girl cry in pain. That liquid will make her bald. The hair on her head, eyebrows, lashes where ever it touches, it will kill the hair follicles making her look a little weird without eyebrows and eyelashes or hair on her head.

Her entire outfit was skin tight, complimenting all the places on her body that had filled out. I had to refrain from licking my lips and making her angrier than she already was. Most of all, I loved the way her blue eyes stood out against her pale but darkened skin. Elodie was mixed. Her father, white, and her mother, black. Her usually curly hair was straightened down her back. She was gorgeous. Truly a sight to behold.

He's not kidding. I nod. "Dinner's ready." *** 4am. The cabin door rattles with three loud bangs, followed by another three, and then another. It makes me wonder who the hell would come here this early in the morning and why they’re being so demanding. I rush downstairs to find Oliver behind the door and when he opens it, two large men stand glaring at him. “The doorbell is just as effective, you know,” he says sarcastically. “We’re looking for a lady named Bella,” one of them says ignoring his tone, while the other peaks into the house over Oliver’s shoulder. My heart skips as his eyes land on me.

ELOISE’S POV: I stir from my sleep, and my heart quickens as I blink away the remnants of sleep, the echoes of a dream fading like distant whispers. A faint, rhythmic sound reaches my ears—a gentle, lullaby-like melody, the soft hum of the city's nocturnal music. I turn my head to the side, my eyes adjusting to the darkness, and there, beside me, nestling beneath the silken sheets, lay my precious Maddox.

he said and turned to leave. "By the way, I'm Edward Nates. What's yours?" He said as he turned back. Then he remembered that I got no name. "So since you are like my personal property now, I would need to give you a name. So I would call you... Ella". "Duh" I replied and entered.