Eudoria Holmes Novels & Stories

He got me dresses and nursed me back to health, the least I could do was eliminate whatever dignity I was clinging onto. “A lady from Skrull pack, huh. Who would have thought.” He snickered, trailing his eyes down to my collar bone. “It can't be you, it just can't,” he uttered, drowning me in a sea of confusion. I twisted my lips and raised my brows. Did I look like someone he once knew? What was he talking about? Who was he referring to? My mind was a spiral of thoughts. I scratched my hair again and tried to crack a smile but he suddenly pulled back and fixed his eyes on my boobs.

A voice came from behind the two. Gael and Leonard turned around in unison and they were both shocked at the sight of Ashton. Ashton was walking over with a woman and the two were holding hands. The woman had fair skin, she was slender with a narrow waist and her legs were long. She looked beautiful as her long hair danced lazily in the wind. Ashton was as dashing as always but his face was a little pale. Gael's mouth was wide open after seeing his grandson. Leonard on the other hand had his eyes fixed on Maya as his eyes flashed with a mysterious light. No one could tell what he was thinking about or what was so interesting about Maya.

Finding Elias Row's daughter took less time than Elena expected and cost more than she'd anticipated. Damian's people located her within hours, a woman named Sophia Row living quietly two states away under her mother's maiden name, working as a paralegal in a firm too small to attract attention from anyone connected to the Cole family. When Elena called her directly rather than sending an assistant, the silence on the other end of the line stretched long enough that she wondered if the woman had hung up.

The Edith she knew had very dark brown hair and black eyes, but the one she thought it was had blackish-purple hair and dark blue eyes, and the other had white hair and bright blue eyes. She stared at them for a moment, then let out a sigh, closing her eyes. “Okay, I'm just going to ask. What the hell is going on here?” Daniella asked. “Hey, Daniella, I understand that you might be confused at the moment, but let me clarify. My name is Edith Mortem. I'm the Edith you met before you left for your vacation. The color of my hair and eyes just changed. This is my counterpart, Edith Anima,” Edith Mortem explained.

Dante exhaled, gazing vaguely into space for a second before he pulled out his phone to call Marcus. “Yes sir.” The loyal voice reverberated. “Yes, Marcus I need you to help me find out the owner of the company that recently invited Johansson White to their launching ceremony.” Marcus let out a short, knowing laugh before he said. “You heard too, sir? The news is all over the place; the founder’s name is Eleanor Daniels or something.” “Eleanor?” Dante mumbled, lifting his brows. “That's not a very popular name. Anyway, I need her picture this minute.” He added.

“And I come with answers.” Ellie shot upright, fists clenched. “Who the hell are you?” The woman bowed, just slightly. “Dr. Nadia Voss. Historian. Keeper of myth. And the last person alive who actually understands… what that is.” Her eyes flicked to Cerebus. The Forgotten Truth Minutes later, the farmhouse flickered with candlelight. Shadows stretched across peeling wallpaper and broken beams. The door was barricaded with an old wardrobe Beta had shoved in place. Ellie sat opposite the stranger, never letting go of the metal pipe she’d found. Cerebus hovered between them, growling softly if the woman shifted too fast.

And to be honest, marrying Ezra alone wouldn't be enough to achieve what he wanted. "Pffft..." “Hahaha, that was a good joke, Your Highness.” And just then, suddenly a woman laughed. Everyone turned to the source of the voice, including Ezekiel who instantly froze on the spot seeing the woman. A woman with long white hair with apple red irises. She was so beautiful—like a goddess. But as soon as she realized she was attracting everyone's attention with her innocent laugh, the woman returned her straight face. It was the Daughter of the Duke who was renowned for her intelligence and uniqueness, Celine Diamond.

She's the same size as Dakota. The woman smiled at them when she saw the curiosity in their eyes. "Hello, kids, I am Anatasia Eudoxcus, the mother of Dakota." Anatasia held Dakota's hand. Dakota smiled. "This is my mother, everyone!" Soheila and her group noticed the similarities on their faces. Dakota's mother was beautiful no wonder Dakota was beautiful. They watched how Marcel walked towards his wife and daughter. A handsome man with a wide smile coughed twice. "Hello, I am Alexander Eudoxcus, Marcel's second brother," Alexander said with a big smile. He looked at the beautiful woman beside him. "This is my wife, Ella Eudoxcus."

I just searched frozen. She stopped by the dresser and ran her fingers along its edge. “You’re actually beautiful. That’s going to piss off more people than you think. Trust me, there were many bidding on you looking ugly. Some even said that you look like a troll.” I finally found my voice. “And you are…? I'm sorry, but I didn't expect you to come inside my room to just tell me that I looked. Well…” “Madeline,” she said, tossing her hair over her shoulder. “Second daughter of Beta Reinhart. Technically ranked, practically ignored. I'm more of a subtle kind of woman. I choose to at least lighten the mood. I know that you might be having a hard time.”

"Did I just hear you say witches?" They both turned around as they saw a blonde haired lady who had a slender body and perfect shape just like Elena. The only difference between them was the height and blonde hair. Clark smiled as he looked at the slender lady who now stood next to them as she occupied the vacant counter seat. "And you are?" Clark asked, still maintaining a broad smile as he looked at her. "Claire Holmes by name." She responded as she looked at Clark as she bit her lower lip. "And you are?" She questioned as she looked at his eyes.