Helen The Troy Novels & Stories

I have read enough books in my lifetime, I knew all about Greek Mythology and who Helen was, and what happened when she was taken from her husband. When I didn't say anything Uncle went on telling me about it, "Helen of Sparta, was a figure in Greek mythology said to have been the most beautiful woman in the world. She was the wife of Menelaus, the king of Sparta, but she was abducted by the Trojan prince Paris and was taken to Troy. Helen's jilted husband Menelaus convinced his brother Agamemnon, king of Mycenae, to lead an expedition to retrieve her. As a result, Menelaus led a war against Troy, resulting in Paris’ death and the rescue of Helen. A massive war was mounted on her behalf, Eva

She wishes he would just turn to her direction and make eye contact with her. "Do you think he likes me too?" Venusa asked Helen, while she kept her eyes on Atlas. "Who wouldn't like you? You're the chief's daughter! The next great mother of our clan. The descendant of the most powerful priestess. The..." "Don't flatter me." Venusa said bashfully. "Realistically speaking. Do you think he likes me? Or he can like me?" Helen hummed. "To be honest, you're beautiful. The most beautiful maiden in Yok. Any man would fall for you."

Deep in the wood away from the city of oakSherd, Ryan visited a house he was most fond of. The green doors to the house opened on its accord to him and he walked in like a raging bull. “Helen” he yelled her name in a raging tone. “What brings you here Alpha?” Helen asked appearing before him in a black smoke, she held a staff in her hand. “You lied to me” he rushed to grab her but she knocked him over with her staff.

one of her sisters asked when she saw what was going on. Helen quickly raised a finger, telling her to keep quiet. She then continued, "You're here to save us? How am I supposed to trust you?" Adrian asked, "What's your name?" "Helen." "Helen, do you know Ivy Cox?" Adrian asked next. Helen replied, "Yes, I do." "Okay, I'll put her on call right now." To Helen's surprise, she suddenly heard Ivy's voice, saying, "Helen, it's Ivy. Long time no see. I'm here to save you, but you must do as War Legate Draco asks no matter what."

She played and I listened. "We planned to get Rex's attention by making him fall for Helen, we succeeded on our first attempt. Helen seduced Mr. Rex and after sleeping with him, she went away with his money. It was at the Grand Finale that Mr. Rex had a chance to meet her again. He ordered his bodyguard to…."

Anna said, walking closer to the window. "What problem are you talking about? I asked, as I sat on the bed. "Tanya's friends will not give the information so easily especially, if Helen happened to be present that very day, you would get nothing," Sasha replied to me. "Who is Helen to Tanya? I think she is the one I need to meet to ask about Tanya," "Helen, she is known as the seductress or the seductive mistress, from her dressing you would say that is one thing she is good at but the truth is she used it in her favor.

Helen’s POV When I betrayed Vincent and aligned myself with Aaron, a greedy desire consumed me. I yearned to become the Luna of the esteemed Silver Moon Pack, under the leadership of the formidable Alpha Lycan, Aaron. Confidence coursed through my veins, for I possessed unparalleled beauty and hailed from a wealthy and influential Beta lineage. I believed that these qualities would secure my rightful place by Aaron's side. Yet, my aspirations crumbled into dust when I discovered that Aaron had found a new love. And to my dismay, that love was none other than Olive, the woman Vincent had discarded – a half-breed.

“What does she want?” Lloyd shrugs. “Not sure.” Helen halts in front of me, leveling me a stare that is equal parts hot and cold. She looks like a blooming flower in her pink dress, several layers of tulle flowing from her waist, creating quite the…ball gown. Her hair is swept into an elegant updo, flowers of white, pink and lavender fixed into a complicated braid. She’s dressed for the revelry thrown to celebrate the Alpha King’s chosen. Her brown eyes lower to the ground, and Helen shifts uncomfortably from foot to foot. “I…” Her voice trails off and she coughs, clearing her throat. “You could have let her die. Why didn’t you?”

Some of them looked annoyed, some curious. “You trust me, or at least you pretend to, every single day,” Helen continued, letting her sharp eyes sweep over them while accusation mounted in her voice. “You trust my visions, my interpretations, you accept my input on critical matters, and you’re certainly content to exploit my abilities when it benefits you. But now that another Elysian woman stands here, one you didn’t groom—” She paused, the word groom hitting the chamber like a thunderbolt. “—suddenly you’re all up in arms, labeling her a menace and demanding she be locked away. Is that all we will ever be? Puppets? Tools to be exploited by all?”

Tristan yelled to Helen when they reach the entrance of the mansion in their way out. "You do it to yourself!" Helen scoffs angrily, with out remorse.