Romans & histoires Hilda X Marianne

Soft nude lipstick highlighted my lips, and my long lashes drew attention to my eyes. A pair of diamond earrings rested against my neck while a matching necklace shimmered gently above the sweetheart neckline of my dress. On my feet were elegant white satin heels, and a long veil cascaded down my back like a waterfall, brushing the polished floor behind me. To anyone else, I probably looked like a bride who had finally found her happily ever after. If only they knew. A knock sounded on the door before it opened, and Eleanor stepped inside, carrying a bouquet of white roses. She stopped the moment she looked at me.

My engagement party with Matteo was held grandly at the Moretti family estate. I wore a white haute couture gown, its hem studded with tiny diamonds that sparkled under the lights. Matteo wore a sharp black suit and stood beside me, holding my hand tightly. Just as the engagement ceremony was about to begin, the estate gates were suddenly forced open. Enrico stormed in with several of his men, ignoring the guards trying to stop him. "Isabella! You can't marry him!" Enrico roared as he shoved through the crowd and grabbed my hand.

Hetha looked the most human out of all of our squad, with her curly red hair and freckles, her ears were easy to hide, and the hourglass frame and green eyes could be traits of any mortal around. “You and I both know that hiding our wings is second nature, we only show them when we need them.” She paused, “I am sorry that we didn’t run it by you first.” She added, sensing my anger.” “While the Berserkers are trying to get information from the target, we will use this downtime to train.” Hestia groaned, “Oh, come on, can’t we have fun for once? All we ever do is train and missions.” “And because of that, we have never been unsuccessful in a mission.” I pointed out.

but Aubrey remained silent, her gaze fixed on the ground. "You didn't listen to your mother. Apologize to my wife," Mrs. Davis demanded. Aubrey raised her eyes, met Davis's gaze, and stammered, "I-I-I am..." Interrupting her, Evan's voice resonated through the room. "My wife will not apologize to anyone," he declared, surprising everyone, including Mrs. Jane, who looked at Evan in disbelief. "Your wife?" Mr. Davis questioned, shocked. "Yes, both you and your mistress were berating my wife," Evan affirmed. "So, you married a maid," Mr. Davis sneered. Evan laughed and responded, "She is not a maid. She chooses to work because she enjoys it. Besides, you can marry any random woman off the stre

“There’s no way you're supposed to stand beside the Alpha proudly like you do.” Aurora looked at her in surprise, running her eyes over Hilda’s whole body. She was wearing a casual dress shirt and a straight skirt with low heels. A necklace adorned her neck, and small earrings decorated her ears. Her brown eyes were framed by glasses that Aurora knew she didn’t need, and her hair was down in a bob style. She was also an omega and had the appearance that screamed ‘I am a sweet girl,’ but either looks were extremely deceiving in her case, or Hilda really did have something against Aurora. “You don’t like me,” Aurora said, still finding the whole thing weird.

I just know those people, and unfortunately, live with them. “No, no. I am talking about Hana and the other girls...” I enumerated their names, “Agnes, Fatma, Abigail, and Edith.” She stopped as she heard the names. “Go, just make yourself a meal or look for left overs. And do me a favor please, Mathilda, fix yourself for Saint Agatha’s sake.” She pushed me further the cookery, “I will continue with my meal now. Thank you for interrupting.” She fixed her dress as she noticed a few wrinkles, as if that would make her less old, scary and annoying, and then she strutted away.

Chander's sudden interruption brought her back. "Miss Hila, let me help you take care of the other eleven." She didn't feel light headed or drunk anymore. "Why would you help me? You are in no position to gain anything from their deaths and if you are, just shut it and consider yourself lucky that your competition just got lower." She took off the robe and was left covered by a tiny sleeveless navy blue dress that barely covered even half her thighs. The pair of linen dolphin shorts of the same color loosely swayed as she moved towards him.

I couldn't help but use this opportunity to dig into her more. "I should really know your name, since I'll be in the office a lot more often, don't tell anyone but Emmanuel and I are starting a new relationship, we don't want anyone to find out just yet, I'm so excited soon we will be announcing it, most likely at our family's dinner party tomorrow night" I giggled, sighing away "I'm Ariel Peterson" extending my hand to give hers a shake. "I know who you are ma'am, I'm Marianna Milano" she said as she barely touched my hand.

In unison, it seemed like the entire cafeteria gasped. “Ah, Hilda, Hi.” Aphelion said, placing the girl on the ground. She gave him a look of confusion but didn’t say anything as she watched him skeptically. “This is Katrina.” Aphelion said, grabbing me from Miles and introducing me to Hilda. Hilda looked me up and down and seemed unimpressed, but she still was courteous enough to introduce herself to me. “Hilda, House of Lightning, Demigod, Daughter of Thor.” Then she sneered at me as she wrapped her hands around Aphelion’s arms, “Betrothed to Aphelion, Heir to the Sky Kingdom.”

If Zaire found out that Maya had indeed been so stubborn that she became rebellious, he was going to come after Hilda herself, first. This thought made Hilda shiver with fear and she clenched the nem of her dress even tighter. Oh heavens, she loved her job and she loved her life. Why was this fisherman’s daughter been so difficult? Now, there cover was about to be blown. Suddenly, someone let out a small gasp among the small crowd in the hallway. “I know! she looks like Lana Fernandez of Fernandez Empire!” “Huh!” “That’s so true. Oh my god, how did I not recognize that at first?!”