Estella Novels & Stories

And the color of my skin never hides when I blush so it's always hard. "What's your name?" Now he stood right beside me leaning on the basin and looking down at me. Okay, how the hell was he this tall? I looked like a minor in front of him. This was so unfair. And not to forget his deep baritone voice. It was so smooth just like butter. Ew Arabella really? "Arabella" I replied. He hummed before folding his hands and damn I almost swooned. I accidentally glanced at the tattoo on the back of his left shoulder. It had wings and it between were two initials.

And truly, they were not disappointed when they saw the beautiful mate of Dante. Estelle, as usual, had a graceful smile on her face that could make one turn twice to stare at her. She was dressed in a red dress, her flawless skin was on display as she carried herself with grace like the Luna she would be. She smiled at everyone she came across and also stopped to have a chat with one or two persons she was familiar with. “Gosh, look at you, Estelle! You look so beautiful!” Alessia exclaims as Estelle walks to her gathering.

Gosh, she wouldn't lie on how much scary the woman looked, especially with those sharp eyes of hers. " My apologies for frightening you, Luna. I'm sorry as I didn't know you'd get so frightened by me." The woman smiled. " Allow me to introduce myself, Luna. I'm Yelina." " Oh, hi Yelina." Estelle could only mutter as she rubbed her sweaty palms on her gown. " Oh, I see you were reading." Yelina said after Estelle's brief and awkward talk that came with an equally awkward silence. She started walking slowly towards Estelle afterwards but her brows creased for a millisecond when she saw Estelle drag a step backwards.

a female voice says goodbye, arrogant and very provocative. My heart doesn’t just beat in my chest. It breaks, enters, and rebuilds itself over and over again. I run toward my apartment, but the hatred and despair I feel right now are too much, so I turn on my heels and push Sam’s door open, which is slightly ajar. “Estela!” Sam blurts out, as if he had seen a ghost. When I turn, there she is—her face filled with lustful, wicked mockery. She has short brown hair resting on her shoulders, huge almond-green eyes, and an annoying, pronounced backside outlined by the fuchsia dress.

he introduces a tiny woman who comes around from behind his large frame. The first thing I notice is her large baby bump, a sudden empty feeling fills inside me but I'm quick to shove it far back in my mind. I move forward to give her a friendly hug, she smiles brightly "welcome luna Celeste" she greets sweetly. Helen is about 5'3 with jet black straight hair, her eyes are the color of honey with thick eyebrows above them, her full lips have been stretched into a smile since the moment we've arrived.

You can come to my homeroom by that time. "What homeroom?" he asked. "32B," she said and turned to leave. "Okay. Before you go, what's your name?" "My name is Vanessa," she said and left him standing there when she sensed footsteps. She didn't want to get in trouble in case it was a teacher coming. Colton went to the library to wait. He wanted to read something to pass the time but couldn't concentrate. He really hoped Anna would be okay.

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

A joke to myself. “All done.” I smiled at her, and handed her a cloth to wrap around her till Theodore was back. Go to Jamira’s room, and wait. Theodore will be back soon with clothes.” She nodded okay, and walked to the room. I notice she doesn’t really fight back much. I would have to give her some time to know she can say no, and ask for stuff. That she doesn’t have to do something she doesn’t want to. I went down the stairs and brought Rosalita up next. I was not going to be surprised this time. Unlike her sister, she got undressed easily, and got in the tub with no encouragement. She was definitely brave. She did not even hide her body. She looked no better than her sister. If anything…

They asked me to follow them and turned to leave without giving anymore details. I paused for a second to think about it, but my instincts betrayed me. I followed behind them and walked into larger room, six times my size of room. A large portrait of the Alpha and a man and a woman behind him hung up in the wall. It grabbed my attention the moment I walked in. Everything about the room looked sophisticated. Obsidian carvings, an artwork that added life to the room, the floor was marbled, but somehow I could see my reflection almost clearly. The furnitures in the room and the private balcony stashed with vintage wines.

“She was in the valley, just like I said.” I didn’t buy it. “What’s your name?” I asked the woman. She lifted her chin slowly, her voice scratchy as she spoke. “Estella.” She didn’t wait for more questions. “I know what you seek, but answers don’t come for free. They come with a price.” I scoffed and turned back to Landon. “So this is your plan? Bring in a woman who’ll demand half my kingdom while feeding me lies?” He raised his hands quickly, his voice defensive. “That’s not my plan, I swear it. I didn’t know she’d have conditions—”