Esmeralda Novels & Stories

Only after hearing her low growl did I realize I was pushing too far with the release of my power. Esmeralda was a cunning wolf, appearing both strong and shrewd. Despite her injuries, her beauty was undeniable. Her dark green eyes, though not as vibrant and captivating as Callie’s, framed her striking face. Her lips were full but subtly thin, her fair skin complemented her brown hair, and her overly large chest made her seem taller than my blind wolf.

Esmeralda's POV My name is Esmeralda and I am a secret Miracle Dr Annabelle Thorne created. I am a hybrid, half human, half something I don't still understand. Knock! knock! I heard the clicking of heels echoing down the stairs. I didn't need anyone to tell me, that was my creator, my mother, Annabelle.

🪷ISORA🪷 "Run." I snarled, and I turned away before she could say anything else. I traced Esmeralda's scent through the castle, following the trail of her cheap perfume. It led me through winding corridors and up a flight of stairs, past rooms filled with silks and jewels and the spoils of Azrian's cruelty. I found her in her chambers, standing in front of a mirror, her hands shaking as she tried to fix her hair. Her reflection was pale and terrified, and I watched her fingers tremble as she tried to pin a strand of hair into place.

At the end of the day, any decision that gets made is hers and hers alone, and I’m grateful that I have an amazing Alpha in her and that I don’t have her job. I inhale deeply. It’s with that deep inhale that I smell my favorite scent in the whole world, warm cherry pie. I know my mate is near. It’s then that I heard the knock on the door. “Come in, Beautiful” I call to Zella, my mate as I lift my head up while still remaining hunched over the desk. Thought to be a Hebrew name meaning, “wolf” the name Zella only encapsulates one small part of who this wonderful woman is. Yes, she is a wolf. But, she’s also my mate, the female Beta of the Crimson Snow Pack, a strong warrior who balances that s

A very feminine scream is heard. I turn her around to see her face. Fairly normal-looking, with brown eyes, brown hair, and porcelain skin. She looks very young, maybe 15 years old. Tears spill out her eyes as her lips quiver. ”P-please let me go. I didn’t know this is a pack territory. D-don’t hurt me please, I mean no harm.” Not a werewolf, nor a human. Who is this girl? ”My name is Esmeralda Zeres. I’m a witch.” My eyes widen. I have never met a witch before. I look over to Gray, who seemingly has the same reaction.

KING’S LUNA CHAPTER 54. CROWN PRINCE ALEXANDER MALAKAI (KAI) LUIS’S POV. Esmeralda is perfect—in every sense possible. She is too perfect even, and I cannot possibly imagine what my life would be without her in it in the future. In fact, at this very moment, I am wondering how I managed to live all these years without her. It seemed as though I have been living in darkness, and only now that she has showed up, am I finally seeing the glimpse of the light.

Damian said and smiled at her. Amelia nodded without saying anything and continued eating. After a few seconds, Damian sees Arthur walking towards them with his wife and daughter. “Ian, you’ve met Zelena before right?” Arthur said. Damian nodded before standing up and shaking hands with Zelena. “It’s been a while,” he said with a polite smile. Amelia stood up as well and gave a smile to Zelena. “Hello, I’m Amelia,” she said. Zelena blinked as she recognizes Amelia. “You’re the one at the park, right? I’m Zelena, It’s very nice to meet you” she said and offers her hand to Amelia.

Dawn took the brunette’s hand, offering her silent support as Lillian proceeded to explain. “Your mother wasn’t just my closest friend, she was actually my cousin” the forty three year old took a breath to compose herself as this story wasn’t going to be an easy one to tell but she had to tell it, Lena had the right to know “Her real name was Cassandra Endora. She and I were extremely close as kids until her parents, your grandparents fell to the temptations of dark magic. Cassie did her best to stay out of it but given that she was only twelve, she didn’t have enough strength to fight it. Not when both her mother and father were pushing those ways onto her”.

And you. Solomon: i have to tell you something, Amy. Solomon: I haven’t been entirely honest. Amy: What? You’re a serial killer at my door lol Solomon: Worse Amy. If we ever did meet, i might not be what you’d entirely expect. Amy: its always like that lol Solomon: no Solomon: i swear i want us to keep this that i might be willing to risk it. Amy: What are you saying? Solomon: My name’s not Solomon. It’s Sally. Sally Regenade.

"Like my wife said, we're happy to be here and are very grateful to be welcomed in such a good manner. As most of you know, I am Basha Siromani, and this is our daughter, Annabelle Ameera Siromani." Annabelle looked sort of annoyed when her dad called her Ameera but she covered it immediately. I wondered why, Ameera is a cute name. That was when I was able to take a good look at her. To say she looked stunning would be an understatement. Unlike the other girls, she wore something simple. It was just a plain navy blue dress that reached her ankles. Her jewelry wasn't shiny and she didn't have her glasses on. Annabelle gave a small wave and smiled after her dad introduced her.