Euphemia Potter Novels & Stories

Zoe rises from her perch, walks over to a bag strewn near the doorway and removes several large binders. Walking back to the sofa, she removes everything from the coffee table, opens the binder, and empties its contents across the table’s barren surface. Everyone slips forward in their seats and looks down at the pictures and files strewn across the table. She lifts an old black and white picture and holds it up for us to see. “In one of my previous lives, I worked at a fabric factory. On the same night that Lucifer murdered me, a fire started in the factory and killed five women. One of them was Lana.”

said Winona. “Good morning, Winona,” said the middle-aged man who emerged from the stables. He was holding a pail of dirty water and a brush. “Hi, Herman,” Winona greeted back. Kate cleared her throat. It was a bit awkward that she did not even know the one who worked at the stables when she was the estate’s mistress. “Good morning, Madam Katherine,” Herman greeted her. Kate’s mouth opened out of surprise that he knew her. “Oh. I… uhm…” She let out a sigh. “Good morning to you as well, Herman.”

"Your Majesty, so glad you could make it," Spoke up an older man with graying brunette hair. He was tan in complexion and his teeth were bright white, they looked like the sun would bounce off of them and blind whoever looked at him. "Yes, and my mate, Euphemia Winters is here as well, though we are not wed, I have not marked her, she is not crowned, she is still my mate," Killian reacted as he pulled me from in back of him.

She moved aside only to hiss in pain as Stacy stepped on her left foot. “Wow!! Damien Knight. He’s so hot.” Emma slightly pushed her as Stacy was standing on her foot to get a better view of the heartthrob. But Stacy fisted her shirt more tightly making her groan in annoyance. Sophia Turner, the managing director of Knight Corporation stepped forward to welcome the mogul, “Welcome, Mr. Knight”, she greeted and shook hands with him. That’s when Emma’s gaze landed on the rose gold Patek Philippe watch on his right wrist.

The lady who sat beside the old man retorted. “Hera, leave my daughter alone.” The man silenced her. “But Zeus…” Hera protested. “We have more important matters that need to be discussed.” Zeus said, making Hera shut her mouth and swallow her pride. “What’s your name, young lady?” Zeus asked me in a calm tone. “Pandora.” I answer slightly bowing my head to show him my respect. He smiles at me while Hera only glares at me. “So it’s true.” He comments. “You’re back.”

“Finrod, for once, call me by my first name.” “Whatever.” He dismissed her, “Who is responsible for that?” “Responsible for what?” He pointed at the baby, “I didn’t know humans can get pregnant and give birth for two and a half days!” Ellaine was totally flabbergasted. Margarette laughed so hard she hit Finrod with her spell book. “Blockhead. The baby’s not hers. She’s Yntreia, the princess of the pixie clan.” “The Queen gave me pixie dusts in exchange for taking care of her daughter.”

"I don't know the first thing about being a father. I wasn't expecting this." "You're not doing it alone, you'll learn as you go along. Don't make a mistake and run away from this."Eoin stood from his chair and picked up the files. "You're lucky you know, Penelope is a great little girl." I looked up at Eoin in surprise, after hearing the name."Penelope?" "That's what Jamie called her, after your mother. I should get back to work, Don't drink too much."He walked out of the office and back to his.

She was an expert in finding all his sensitive parts of his body and that was her favourite. Ezekiel drowned in euphoria. Her little actions were enough to send him to the edge. " I want to feel you deep inside me as I milk you to the last drop." She was an expert in talking dirty and that did nothing to help, it only fanned the flames of desire in him leaving him in her Mercy.

Before they bowed down to her, That stupid thing, that runt, the woman who was in charge of everything that should have been mine, they just bowed down to her. Sienna De Luca. Omega. Nobody. Now the Luna. How could a person like her just become a Luna when she was nothing more than an Omega? A lowest rank, one that he could use as a consort to breed him children. I dug my nails into the soft leather of the armchair, unable to stop the rage bubbling beneath my skin. It burned like acid in my veins, every second of it replaying over and over in my head. He chose her. Publicly.

Who's she? “I am Saintess Eira Lupinus!” Ezra exclaimed. Memories of the past drowned Heinrich's brain. He then remembered the Saintess who helped him create the Philosopher's Stone. The Saintess he chose because he didn't want to cooperate with that clingy and annoying woman, Cecilia Wolfsbane! “…You… are Eira Lupinus? But Eira Lupinus has blue eyes and black hair… her skin is dark and…” Heinrich had just realized that Eira and Ezra had very similar faces, even though their appearance characteristics were different.