Esmeralda Spanish Novels & Stories

' I thought to myself. "You're right." Esmeralda and I spent the entire afternoon getting to know each other. She told me about her second brother, Prince Esteban who was the crown prince of Spain. I was confused as to why Estefan was not made the crown prince since he was the eldest son but she further explained to me that Estefan is an illegitimate child of their father and he couldn't be made the Crown Prince over the first legitimate child. When it was getting close to dinner time, Esmeralda left after receiving a call from her father, asking her to come back to the hotel. She promised to come to visit me again before she returns to Spain.

“She wasn’t just anyone. She was a banished princess of Country S.” The words hung in the air like a thunderclap. Julio surged to his feet, the chair screeching against the floor. “Esmeralda,” he choked out, his voice breaking. “She was my beloved. And the child—Elona... she is mine.” Alaric and Jimmy stood frozen, the weight of the revelation sinking in.

A whoosh of air surrounds us in the enclosed room; picking up my hair and blowing out the lit candles in the small room. Esmeralda has my hands in a vice grip as her eyes roll back into her head as she slumps forward in her seat. Before the scream can leave my mouth, her body straightens, looking at me with a straight voice. Her eyes are no longer grey but white instead. The air around us dropped a few degrees chilling the air around us. Esmeralda starts reciting what can only be described as a prophecy in a voice an octave or two lower than normal. Her words sound almost demonic as her fingers are laced into mine in a death grip that would have broken my fingers if I was a regular human.

Lowell can wait, I have a score to settle with Esmeralda. “Esmeralda! Esmerelda! “ I ran to her room but she wasn’t there. I looked everywhere in the house but she wasn’t there, then I decided to check outside. “Esmerelda!” I ran towards the garden and there she was. She stood watching the sun and her hands were behind her back. “Yes Damel” she said quietly without turning to look at me. “What! Am I now a Damel!– my voice got louder– am I now a Damel huh” I said as I walked closer to her.

“Do you remember it now?” Esmeralda shook her head. “I don’t understand it.” Alex said, “Esmeralda, you were originally a spiritual fetus born from a piece of immortal jade in the 100,000-mile deep sea that inherited the luck of heaven and earth. I found you by chance! Then, I kept nourishing you with divine power, turning the jade fetus into a spiritual body in the end.” As soon as that statement was made, everyone was stunned again. Staring at that hair stick, Esmeralda had a look of disbelief on her face. “Could it be that this hair stick...”

She sat upright with a smile. “Is it the throne?” She asked. I stopped moving and looked at her in surprise. “How did you know?” She cackled “ I am a witch,remember?” Esmeralda is captivating, an ethereal beauty that blends charm with an air of mystery. Her hair was raven black,her skin was porcelain fair,she’s a natural blend of beauty and enchanting allure of magic. “I can help you get the throne and get rid of your brother.” she said,smirking.