Game Of Thrones Septa Unella Novels & Stories

“Selena.” The woman slowly walked down the stairs. Each step graceful. Confident. She stopped in front of Elara and examined her openly. “Hmm.” Elara shifted slightly under the intense stare. “And you are?” Elara asked politely. The woman smiled. But it wasn’t a friendly smile. “I’m Selena Blackwood.” Elara’s stomach dropped. Adrian’s sister. Selena tilted her head slightly. “You’re prettier than I expected.” “Thank you,” Elara said carefully.

"Julian Thorne. Rh-null, the golden blood. My blood, enough to buy this hospital, enough to save her, right?" Julian. Elara’s ally, her devil, her god. As warm fluid flowed into her body, Elara knew. Her ties to the Vane family, to Dante Rossi, were severed, along with the infusion of this blood. In the hallway, a commotion suddenly erupted. "Dante! This woman is insane! She pushed me! She wanted to kill me!" Serena's aggrieved voice rang out from the doorway. Bang! The hospital room door was kicked open, and Dante rushed in.

“Other than wanting Alpha to focus on the Palace and the company, the main reason seems to be that they don't want Alpha getting any closer to that human girl.” Selena’s gaze shifted. “Don’t let Alpha hear you call her that. I don’t think he would like it.” Una’s face froze. She swallowed hard. “I—I will remember that, Lady.” Selena offered a faint smile, then leaned back. Her expression grew more serious. She knew that Damian wouldn’t bow to the council’s pressure. But she was also aware that his position was extremely difficult. Whatever he did now would be scrutinised by the entire pack. “Oh, right, Lady.” Una's voice interrupted her thoughts, pulling Selena's attention back to her. She s

"General Campbell, could she perhaps be your—" "She's our aunt," Selena said before Ruth could finish, lifting her gaze with a faint smile. "She is the wife of my youngest uncle. They wedded on the battlefield itself. Her name is Qiana Harper." Qiana's vision blurred as tears threatened to spill. She had truly been wed to Tobias, a solemn vow made amidst the chaos of battle, with death a constant companion and no certainty of surviving the morrow. Their union had been witnessed by Selena's father, Thomas, the Marquis of Whitgrave.

To: The Most Esteemed Alpha, Perseus Gray Cage & Luna-in-waiting, Eleanor Astrid Cage. From; Severus Kaos Black, Beta of the Bloodthorn Lycan Pack,, Subject: Urgent – Immmediate Return required. Your Majesty, I regret to inform you that the treachous maid of the Luan-in-waiting, Eleanor Cage, has died during interrogation in the White Room. Her body could not withstand the process, and she succumbed to her injuries.

Olivia kept a straight face and didn't respond to Wayne's probing. Instead, she reminded him, "Mr. Maxwell, this is Aldenvine." Her expression was calm. She had cried a little when she was visiting Jeff's grave. Her eyes and nose were slightly reddened. Her eyes were also moist from the crying. She was like a cute little bunny. But Wayne knew full well that the woman standing before him wasn't a harmless little bunny. She was the S-ranked assassin, Septem.

I said absent-minded. Aunt Maya came in and shut the door gently behind her. She sat by my bedside. She was all dressed up for the ball. "The king sent a special invitation to your father and his household." Are you not coming dearest?." "I'm not coming, Aunt Maya." "Your sister Ava is going to become a Luna, the head of her late mom's pack." "She abandoned the family; she abandoned dad." "She's ashamed of being an omega like dad and I." I said.

As she slept a beautiful woman that looked similar to her came into view near a beautiful blue lake. “H..Hello?” Serephina asked as she walked closer to the woman. “Hello Serephina, please have a seat” The woman said in a melody like voice. Serephina sat down and looked at the woman. “Who are you?” She asked softly. The woman turned and looked at her with a graceful smile. “I am Elleanna, the guider of those who have passed to their final reseting places.” The woman said. Serephina arched an eyebrow

At the end of the day, any decision that gets made is hers and hers alone, and I’m grateful that I have an amazing Alpha in her and that I don’t have her job. I inhale deeply. It’s with that deep inhale that I smell my favorite scent in the whole world, warm cherry pie. I know my mate is near. It’s then that I heard the knock on the door. “Come in, Beautiful” I call to Zella, my mate as I lift my head up while still remaining hunched over the desk. Thought to be a Hebrew name meaning, “wolf” the name Zella only encapsulates one small part of who this wonderful woman is. Yes, she is a wolf. But, she’s also my mate, the female Beta of the Crimson Snow Pack, a strong warrior who balances that s

LYRA’S POV “Traitor! May the gods forbid! You deserve to die! Witch!” The clamor of the people echoed in my ear as the Chariot rolled slowly behind the scene unfolding before me. I sat on the open-roof royal chariot with Jake by my side, our fingers interlocked with each other on his thigh watching the crowd boo and throw garbage at Ella who was dragged along the road by mean guards. Partaking in the procession was Selene, who was dressed in her traditional long black robe. Her wavy silver hair cascaded down her shoulders. In her hands was the cup of shame from which Ella must drink from and forever be damned till death calls.