Helena Kyle Novels & Stories

I was about talking when Anita came over. "Hmm...What's going on here?" she asked Lexy putting her hand on lexy's shoulder. "Kelsi here is the daughter of our maid that was sent out of the house last month...." Lexy replied her, looking at me with disgust, ".... And she had the guts to lie to me, telling me her dad is abroad overseeing his business there" I felt ashamed of myself that moment. "Wait! What?" Now the whispering coming frim every corner was getting louder, some of the class mate were covering their mouth in shock, including Anita.

Lena's POV. “Please… please… I didn't know I was… I passed out. I'm sorry,” my breath wheezed out in a desperate rush. I dropped to my knees, bowing my head to the floor. “Please, I never meant to offend you, I'm just a helpless girl. I got kicked out of my home… and I got kidnapped… I” my voice broke down in tears as I tried to plead my case to him. He looked pissed, and to find out I was treated by an enemy I had not encountered in my lifetime. Life was bent on showing me that my case could only get worse every day.

"She's not unwanted. She's a Luna who will carry your heir, but before that, I will kill you first, and then, she'll follow you." Drake roared and started to be wild. He picked up the hunters one by one and moved quickly as he broke the hunters' heads mercilessly. "Get him, don't let the alpha gone in your sight!" The hunter in a black hat ordered as his men started to shoot and throw knives in Drake's direction. "Don't let your guard down!" Drake makes a thunderous howl as he sees the leader of the Hunters hurt Emily again and again with a metal chain.

It had been so long since she sat down and relaxed as Rigel had kept her busy and working from the moment she had agreed to support his cause with her powers, and she wanted to enjoy doing nothing for as long as possible. Helena did not know where to begin or what to do. Her knowledge of what was to come and her magic were the only weapons she had to fight Rigel, the latter, useless to her because it was still in its infant stage. Not only will she have to kill Rigel, but she would also have to go after his pack who were obsessively loyal to him in her past life, and do whatever she can to stop any rebellion that springs up, without destroying them. Helena knew that no matter what they had p

The proof Aris Thorne found against Helena Vance was sharp enough to cut in both directions. It finally confirmed what Jason and Bella had feared that Helena wasn’t just part of George Reed’s twisted empire. She was its new head. She was the one known as “The Weaver,” the woman working from the shadows, pulling the strings, finishing what George started. But exposing her wouldn’t be simple. Helena Vance wasn’t someone who panicked when cornered. She had power, deep connections, and more money than most people could dream of. She would fight like hell to protect what she’d built.

She turned back to Helena who was looking extremely angry now “You’ve gotten really good at masking your scent and keeping your wolf a secret then. I’m impressed.” Wait. What? What in the living hell and confused dimension in the multiverse is happening here? There is absolutely no way that Helena is a werewolf too. I’d have sensed it or smelled it or she would have slipped off the times we were together or when she came to my place. This isn’t possible. I refuse to believe that it is true. There’s no way it is true. “Wait. What does she mean? You’re human, right?” I asked Helena. She looked at Jessica’s with unconcealed annoyance before turning to me and nodding yes, her eyes never off Jess

face is normally an olive color with a natural light blush color on her cheeks. Helena has the same facial features as the Native American Tribe, Cherokee. There are not any Native American bloodline in any of the vampires. The vampire's bloodline is not of any normal bloodlines of us mortals. The vampires have their own bloodline. No one really knows what the bloodline is called for the vampires. Same with the werewolves. No one has not a clue the name or nationality is for neither of the families, vampires and werewolves. A near smile spread across Brixton's face as he watched as Dronnicka was killing Raul. Helena ran over to Brixton with panic in her voice she pleaded with him to reconsi

“Dude, do you realize that you raised a fucking badass real-life Black Widow, Sarah Conor, Lara Croft action heroine?” “I’m aware.” Dad nodded. “No. You don’t get it, Mister Yashida…er, I guess it’s Kinsley. But you don’t get it. She burst into the room. Daytime stripper tried to open her mouth, and bam, something shot out from Hana’s wrist and right between the stripper’s eyes.” Pamela poked her forehead.

I clenched my fists, trying to control the rising anger, but my body was too weak to act on it. “One day,” Helena said, her tone dropping to a dangerous whisper, “I stumbled into these rogues during a patrol. They made their intentions clear. And… well, desperation makes people do things they’d never imagine. I wanted Liam… and if helping them meant he’d be mine, I did it. Simple.” My mind reeled. Helena. My Helena. The woman who had laughed with me, pretended to care… had orchestrated my suffering all along. She gestured to the bodies and the experiments, a wicked smirk curling her lips.

“Why did you come to me?” “You called on me, Annie,” Kael said, taking a step forward. His scent filled my nostrils. Immediately, I felt my nerves calm and my passions stirred. “Your power awoke when your old pack threw you out. Your power is an unusual one. A strong power that only bursts forth in a thick spark. I sensed the presence of your power from my own territory. I could find your power out through its scent." “My power?” I laughed, but it was an empty sound. “I have no power,” I continued. “I was an Omega. The weakest in my pack.