Esmeralda Novels & Stories

someone said from behind them as a sigh escaped this person's lips, They all turned to see a woman with a white leather wolf mask on her face wearing a white cloak and a dark-skinned girl who was just the same height as Amaria, with long wavy black hair and onyx eyes, dressed in a short robe made of white silk, with the loose lower sleeves, A-line silhouette and a black sash around her waist, walking by her side. Amaria stared at the woman with an amused look on her face,' is she who I think she is? The first and only woman to lead a pack, Esmeralda,' Amaria thought. Esmeralda is the first and only female Alpha of the Crescent M

"My best friend. My mate. My love. My everything. I was right for the first and probably the last time, and you, my gorgeous girl, were worried about nothing. Welcome the future Warrior Pack Leader and Luna to Silver Moon, Alpha Emerald Brooks-Withsmith. The great-granddaughter to one of the most extraordinary Alphas our world has ever seen, Ezekiel Eros." No one gets to second guess her power or strength; that is precisely why I introduced her that way. And everyone in the crowd is cheering and applauding, but my sole focus is the girl in my arms.

"Only nine hundred and ninety, you bloody flying reptile." Kiema stepped forward. "Tenny, you know this woman?" Saint nodded without taking his eyes off Esmerelda. "She's a dragon. One of my few friends." He leaned down, pressed his lips to Esmerelda's cheeks. Kiema bristled before she took a couple of deep breaths. I blinked as a peculiar darkness came and went from her pale eyes. Was she hosting some weird kind of druid inside her too? Kiema stepped forward. "Hello, I'm Kiema. Bonded mate to Tennotith and Saint and Ransom and Kord." She shoved her hand between the couple.

“Good morning alpha. Alpha Martinez asked me to bring these to you –“ “Hold on. I think you’re making a mistake… I’m not your alpha.” Dylan interrupted, thinking the stranger in front of him was referring to Isabel and her dad. “Where is Isabel?” He didn’t wait for a reply and was already making his way outside the bedroom. “She’s on her usual morning run.” The stranger who was behind Dylan replied. ‘At least we have something in common.’ He thought to himself. “And you are?..” “Fernando. I’m a delta in the pack but currently, I’m at your service.” The stranger introduced himself, lowering his head in respect.

I remain there alone for a long time, watching the only lamp that exists illuminate very little above my head, at this moment a woman enters the room, she has blood red hair, her skin is extremely white, almost transparent, her eyes are black, on the uniform she wears, a tricolor insignia makes up above her chest, a bird with open wings is what is drawn, she sits down opposite me and then begins to speak in a soft tone. ____________ Ayla Marin, Born on April 10, 2045 new age, daughter of Revans and Laura Marin, has two brothers, Luka and Bianca, sector 4, the military. - She talks about me and then I take a deep breath. ____________ It seems that everyone has decided to research my life late

The chain was adjustable, allowing Aqua to wear the pendant at just the right length so that it rested over her heart. As she wore it, Aqua noticed the stone's clarity, reflecting her calm and balanced state of mind. Whenever she felt at peace, the pendant remained clear and pristine. However, when her emotions stirred, the pendant would change. A slight hue of blue appeared when she felt sadness, while a warm golden tone emerged during moments of happiness. If anger or fear took hold of her, the gemstone would darken, turning a deep, unsettling black.

I prayed she would be patient with me, at the very least. Just then, the palace doors creaked open, and a figure emerged. I saw my brother smiling as she laughed and joked with someone. It was her. Esmeralda stepped forward, her presence commanding yet calm. She was wrapped in flowing robes that whispered with every movement, her silver hair cascading like a waterfall down her back. Her eyes sparkled with ancient wisdom, and I felt an overwhelming respect wash over me. She was beautiful , and even my quadruplet mates were blown away by the sight.

Atlas gestured to the twins. "May I comb through your memories?" Both females nodded. I watched him escort the pair to a couch and place his fingers on Amber's temples. She watched him intently with intrigue evident in her eyes. "You're very handsome," she mumbled, making Atlas hush her with a smirk and red cheeks. Closing his eyes, Atlas said the name Esmeralda. He glanced up at me and said, "Her name is Esmeralda and she is a servant of Gallum." Exhaling deeply I cursed.

The pilot takes my luggage out and leaves it on the ground next to my cousin. “You can come out now. I see no danger.” – my cute cousin says through mind-link. And I obey my former alpha-to-be one last time. I had a simple outfit. I chose not to wear the most daring outfits that I like so much. I didn't want to look too modern in my presentation in my pack. The Moon Goddess is my witness to how I like my outfits, but today I'm wearing light blue jeans, ripped above the right knee, a tight white T, which I tucked into my jeans, a jacket the same color as the jeans, that I tied at the waist. It was hot to wear it. White Jordans, a white belt, and finally, my favorite adornments, small round ea

"Tomorrow over breakfast?" Nicole nodded, a bodyguard opened the door and followed her in. The woman by the front-passenger door got in then the limo pulled away. For me, it was back to the GL550s and away we went. "I am Esmeralda Carbonne," the newcomer introduced herself. She was a 'Runner', probably working with some Havenstone operation in Chicago. The Amazons couldn't be everywhere in strength. They weren't built on the octopus-model like the Illuminati, or Egyptian Rite.