Felicity Dc Novels & Stories

That was the reason I chose Felicity. * #TBC

Although I could hear the sounds of heartwrenching wails resounding from behind me, I didn't spare a single glance at him. … A month later, I had completely freed myself from my dark past, with my body also making a full recovery. I was out with my friends, having drinks with them, when one of them said, "Did you hear? Felicity moved away out of fear because someone was kicking her door every night. "Someone also found out that she's practically a serial mistress. She started doing this during her university days and specifically targets wealthy men." My heart was completely calm as I listened to her quietly.

Whatever it is, it can’t be good. Felicityand I met about a decade ago. She reminded me a lot of my mother. She was a waitress who had big dreams. She wanted to be an actress and she was pretty good, but hadn’t gotten her break yet. She was beautiful and feisty. I liked that just like my mother, she didn’t blame the world for her circumstances and did what she needed to do to get ahead. So I allowed myself to be swept away in the infatuation. Things happened quickly between us. Within three months of knowing each other we were married.

Plenty of it, thanks to her benefactor. Her fingers drummed against the windowsill. The goddess might favor Ellie now, but Felicity would not be erased so easily. She turned back to the table, eyes skimming the final photograph. For a moment, she didn’t register what she was seeing—just another candid image, Ellie on a street in Moonstone, pushing a stroller. Then the details hit her. A double stroller. Side by side. Felicity’s breath caught. “No,” she whispered. She snatched up the photo, staring at it. Two infants. Two.

"Felicity is finishing her entrance in the foyer. It's... inconvenient for guests to enter right now." Seraphina raised a brow. She was the Luna, but apparently, the help thought she needed to wait in line behind the extended family. The doors creaked open. Felicity stepped out, draped in deep-green velvet and a loud, white fur stole. She stood at the top of the stone steps, looking down at Seraphina like she was checking a smudge on her shoe. She ran a long, manicured nail over the shoulder of the maid who'd blocked Seraphina, rewarding her like a loyal hound.

She’s the one who got betrayed. [But she did kill Natalia in the past! Even if it hasn’t happened yet in this plot!] [I don’t think Felicity is going to be a villain. She hasn’t done a single thing so far.] [She didn’t even trigger Natalia’s allergy. What if Duncan has misunderstood her?] I turned over and buried my face in my pillow. Oscar’s message popped up. Oscar: I heard your sister’s wedding is coming up. Are you planning to attend it?

“Oh, thank you.” Felicity is one of Jarckon’s faithful servants of many years. She is half-human and half-wolf. Felicity is human in nature but has the ability to transform into a wolf at any time she wants. Jarckon trusts her implicitly and knows that Felicity will remain on his side. “Would you like to take a bath and change your clothes, my lady?” Felicity asked. She just nodded at Felicity and followed the young woman into the bathroom. She hasn’t been able to change her clothes for almost two days since Slagle took her to the woods.

Allie Brooks sat at her usual corner table in the bustling cafeteria with Chloe West. They were halfway through their trays when trouble walked in wearing designer heels and a sharp smile. “Look who it is,” Felicity Montgomery’s voice rang out as she approached, her entourage flanking her like vultures. She stopped directly in front of Allie, her perfectly manicured nails drumming on the table. “Allie,” Felicity began, her tone oozing false concern, “how’s life as the campus charity project? It must be exhausting keeping up appearances.”

"But I won't. I want to take you out, on a proper date before I do anything of the sort." Still stunned, Felicity was now a soft shade of red as she smiled and nodded. "You know what, Dmitri? I'd like that - I'd like that very, very much." Dmitri's heart soared. **** The rest of the dinner went perfectly. Dmitri learned that Felicity was eighteen years old, turning nineteen in January and she dreams of one day going to Spain. She loves vanilla milkshakes and doughnuts but her overall favourite is apple pie. She likes playing sports but she thinks she plays horribly, she can play the violin and she likes to sing. She loves animals, especially dogs. She loves going down to the beach but doesn'