Guinevere And Lancelot Book Romane & Geschichten

Roxanne felt a strange jolt of electricity course through her veins. For the second ritual, Lancelot was given a knife by the priest, which he pierced into the skin above his right wrist. Blood trickled out of his flesh and Roxanne - with all the love in her heart - lowered her head, took his hands in her hand and placed her lips on his blood, she licked it with her tongue. The priest smiled in satisfaction and Lancelot drew her in and kisses her blood stained lips immediately she rose her head. Everyone clapped and cheered. Both man and wife held each other happily. Finally, their mate bond had been sealed, they were nothing and no one who could tear them apart.

Her departure was unhurried, yet decisive like a door closing without a sound. Victory thrummed through Guinevere’s veins. Her lips curved slowly, deliberately, as realization settled in. ‘So she wasn’t untouchable after all’. The thought pleased her. ‘I’ve hurt her.’ Unbeknownst to Cleopatra, Guinevere’s sponsor, Robinsin in Verenna, had been quietly funneling tidbits about Calvin her way. Having recently finalized a business deal with him, Robinsin knew the critical details when he moved, where he went, how he lingered and left enough threads for Guinevere to spin a story perfectly suited to her advantage.

“I guess you’re right. My mom was so happy and I didn’t want to disappoint her. For her sake, for Guinevere’s sake, I thought I could pull this off. But she must’ve sensed something and she focused all her attention and energy on Arthur. On my own brother… She left me when she was absolutely sure that my brother would be named CEO. So, once again, Lancelot lost Guinevere to Arthur… Centuries after, the history repeated!” Annalise shrugged. “Not quite. In the original story, Lancelot loved Guinevere… In this case, we cannot talk about love. I guess fate has a way of putting things together. This is how things had to go…” “I guess you’re right,” he added. “But, in this case, I don’t think we c

"See that wasn't so hard was it..." Gwen said to Felicity as she appeared in the room with the book in her hand.. .. she walked to where coraline wad standing and handed the book to her... "Thank you Gwen... you are such a great help..." Coraline said as she took the book from gwen who took a seat and poured herself a glass of blood, from a new bottle of wine... Felicity stared at the both of them with so much anger in her eyes... but the anger wasn't just at then, but herself also... she had given up the location of the book that lana had entrusted with her because she was afraid to losing her life like Lisa had.... she was a complete coward...

"This is for Guinevere," To be continued…!