Esther Trinity Blood Novels & Stories

Which is why I have to do this. As Esther reaches forward to reclaim her daughter, I pull out my athame and this time, against this warlock, it strikes true. I watch in sorrow as it stabs her through the heart and the light drains from her eyes.

--- Ester took her own life shortly after the birth of her daughter, and that directly affected my wife who, upon losing her dear friend, fell into a deep sadness and died soon after-- thick tears fall from her eyes as if she couldn't to avoid it, I even feel compassion for his loss, after all he was his companion-- it was on that day that I swore I would end the life of the one who deceived an innocent woman, taking away her purity and simply leaving her to her own mercy with a baby in her belly. That female deceived everyone, she manipulated and made the situation turn in her favor even after she was dead, of course she knew that Pietro's female was so dependent on her to the point of not

Then we walked out of my room and started walking down the stairs when we reached the bottom of the staircase we were met by My youngest Brother Bryant, My brother Beta Dean and His Gamma Damien, My brother Bryant was speechless he handed me a letter that I didn’t recognize the writing so I opened while Kiki and Erin took their respected places next to Mates Avalynn stood by Bryant since that was his girlfriend and they were too young to be mated yet. The letter read as follow “Dear Destiny, it is my honor and pleasure to introduce myself to the royal highness Princess Destiny Hope “Faith, Miracle, Legacy” Williams the first and only Tribrid princess. If you are reading this letter that mea

"And then there were two.” "Don’t you want to meet her?" I asked, genuinely curious. Trinity pulled a disgusted face, shaking her head. "She might be of noble blood, but that doesn’t mean she can treat us like trash. If she really wanted to meet us, she would’ve been at the dorms." I smiled, agreeing with Trinity. "Yeah, you’re right. It’s nice to meet someone who sees things the same way." "Attention!" Esther called out.

The last thing she saw before darkness claimed her was Adrian's motionless form, lying in a pool of his own blood. --- Esteria awoke to the sound of hushed voices, her head throbbing and her vision blurred. She blinked, trying to clear the fog from her mind as she looked around. She was in a large, dimly lit room, the walls made of rough stone. The air was thick with the scent of damp earth and something else—something metallic. Blood.

It's just an illusion. I blinked, but the scene in front of me didn't disappear. It was real, but I realized what he meant. His words gave me a little strength to believe in myself. Esther is a manipulator, a witch, and a vampire. She is the perfect combination of all the features of a perfect villain. She doesn't have to force people to do what she wants.

The room was heavy with the metallic scent of blood. Esther lay on the bed, barely holding on to life, her brocade quilt soaked with her fresh blood. Her once flawless skin was marked with ambiguous kiss marks. The events that had unfolded in this room were painfully clear. Bradley stood frozen, his gaze fixed on Esther. Moving swiftly, Sadie covered Esther's body with a quilt, and her hands trembled as she dialed 911. "How did he get in?" "How could she bleed so much?" "Esther is really too pitiful!"

"She led a good life. She was an angel, good witch, a friend and sister to all. She may be gone now but she'll forever live in our hearts. Rest in peace Esther Castellan" Hi guys!!! I would really love to hear your comments so far on the book: Bound by the Moon, Fated by Destiny. Also, check out my new book, titled- CIRI: The Lost Tribrid Princess It's a sequel to 'Bound by the Moon, Fated by Destiny' I swear y'all will love it. Thanks for all your love and support. I love y'all.

𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 2 "𝐴 𝑑𝑎𝑟𝑘 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑙𝑑..... 𝐴 𝑑𝑎𝑟𝑘 𝑚𝑎𝑛..... 𝐴 𝑏𝑖𝑡𝑐ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑑𝑎𝑟𝑘..." Katherine That organ in my body that pumps blood and keeps my whole blood warm somersaulted and I took a step back. Alexander Tyrone leaned on the door in all his glory.

And soon, I will stand beside Michael Shelby. My mother's brother, Finn Shelby, the uncle I wish I never had, the only male and oldest standing member of the Shelby dynasty, a man with a ruthless ambition and an infamous name, not known for being peaceful, murdered his own brothers and their sons to secure his place as the bloodline to be the next ruler in Fox City. He marries his brother's wife, Esme Wenston. The result of that bloody union was Michael Shelby. The long flight back home had left me exhausted, but the thought of what awaited me was a different kind of fatigue —a pain to my soul as it screams for divine help.