Final Fantasy Xv Stella Novels & Stories

Alcina looks up. Stella stands at the entrance, hand curled tightly around the edge of the door. Alcina stares at her, expression blank. Stella grits her teeth to keep from flinching. It's difficult to forget the sheer, terrifying ferocity that this deceptively beautiful woman is capable of, Stella thinks; the sharpened, slit-like pupils of a dragon seared forever into her mind. Stella lifts her chin. "If it is indeed an ambush, you can use all the firepower you can get," she says. Her own eyes glimmer green. "I'm a better fighter than any of the soldiers present here."

But I guess I was too desperate I still have to listen to it. The door opened again, and Lucas ushered in a young woman. She couldn’t have been more than twenty. Her hair was tangled from travel, and her clothes were stained with dust. She looked nervous as her eyes darted around the room before settling on me. “Who are you?” I asked as I observed her. She bowed quickly. She reeked of fear and it was irritating.“My name is Stella, Alpha. I am… a healer. From the eastern valley.” she said her voice trembling slightly.

"You see her?" I follow his subtle nod toward the arena floor. My breath catches. Stella stands in the center of the cage, flanked by two guards. Even from here, I can see the bruises mottling her face, the way she favors her left side. Her right eye is swollen nearly shut. Blood crusts her split lip. But she's standing. Chin up and defiant. My hand moves toward my weapon. Konstantin's fingers lock around my wrist like a steel trap. "Stand down Black. There are too many guards near the cage. Count them," he murmurs.

What do I do now? I really don't want to loose Tristan, He's the only man that have won my heart. I understand he doesn't mean to be rude or commanding. He's just angry.. STELLA I returned to the bed and laid on my side. I covered myself with the duvet and turned off the light. I was wide awake.. What's he up to?? Is he looking at my a-s?? Or is he making fun of my big pyjamas. Or is he horny?

“Lucas, what did I do wrong? Why does she hate me so much? “After what happened tonight, how am I supposed to show my face in Ravenwood’s appraisal circles again?” Lucas patted her shoulder soothingly, then looked at Stella. His gaze darkened. “Anything you want to explain?” Stella stared at him for several seconds, her eyes red with cold, unmistakable hatred. For some reason, the look made Lucas pause. Then Stella spoke calmly. “Sure. “I’ll go back out there right now and explain everything to Mr. Collins and the others. I’ll tell them I was the one who got the appraisal wrong and Miss Moore had nothing to do with it.

I just stared at her. ​"I am Elara," she said. "I was the first Sterling. Thousands of years ago, I was the one who found the Spark in the roots of the world. I used it to heal the land and keep the shadows away." ​She stood up and walked toward me. She touched my cheek, and I felt a jolt of pure energy. It wasn't painful; it felt like coming home after a very long trip.

Stella gave her best friend a cheeky smile and walk pass him. "Stella!" Her best friend grabs her by elbow and spins around to look at him. "What I'm truthful here, I just got a feeling when I was on the bus and...." Her rumbling had stopped when Scott protectively wrap his arms around her. "What do you want?" Stella looks up at her best friend confused but then looks in front of her to see two figures staring at them. There was a beautiful girl with long curly blonde hair, pretty hazel eyes, and a killer body any girl would die for. She was wearing a black tank top with black jeans and heel boots.

Until one Thursday afternoon. The studio was playing quiet music when the front glass door swung open, bringing a wave of heavy perfume and loud energy. -Stella Vance. Stella was a rising social media influencer with a massive ego and a bad reputation. She had bright blonde hair, heavy makeup, and a scowl on her face. She strolled in with two massive bodyguards in black suits who looked ready to punch anyone.

“Yes. The goddess gave him another chance to have a mate, and that’s his undoing. Now, he has a weakness. That little bond of his… I’ll turn it into a noose around his neck.” Bianca lowered her voice. “And what about Bella?” “That’s where she comes in,” Stella said, her tone almost giddy. “Once I take his silly mate away, my Bella will be the shoulder he leans on. The perfect comfort. The perfect replacement.” Bianca’s gaze flickered to the window, wary. “Stella… if you provoke him, this could bring disaster.” Stella stepped closer, her perfume heavy in the air. “No, Bianca. This will bring victory.”

She teased, “What affinity the two of you share—one cold, and the other, demanding. To think that both of you would encounter a chance so rare.” Stella chuckled. “Do prepare my medicine for me, please.” “Sure.” Zeta stood up. “Let me grab a sip of water first.” She went to another room to retrieve the medicine as Stella stood where she was, waiting for her. A while later, someone opened the door to Zeta’s office. A familiar figure walked in. “Zeta?” Stella was stunned for a moment, shocked to see Xavier in Zeta’s office. Xavier furrowed his brows, confused at seeing Stella instead of Zeta in the room. “What are you doing here?”