Iori Idolish7 Novels & Stories

“She is the Sovereign.” The declaration hung in the air, carrying the weight of destiny fulfilled and old truths overturned. The square, once a place of death and judgment, now stood transformed into the birthplace of something far greater. It was an awakening that would echo through the ages. Aria, supported by Ryan’s unwavering embrace, felt the truth of those words resonate within her newly awakened soul. The power no longer raged; it waited, patient and aligned, ready for whatever came next.

fanbase. “Fanbase full of clowns, just like their idol,” she mumbled. Next she typed “Florians” and his page loaded instantly. Handle: @FIFiOfficial. 90M followers. Last post was from his tour finale last year. The rest were old: ice skating clips, studio shots, candid smiles. “Perfect golden boy,” she scoffed. “Fake cheerful.” A minute later she closed I* and opened a black icon on her home screen: ECHO.

Tamara said her softly and she nodded. "This one cannot even hurt fly." Chidera said coming back a container of Minimie chin chin. "Why are you guys always eating everything in my house?" Christiana asked as Tamara and Chidera got comfortable on her couch eating the chin chin. "You are under James' N*****x account abi?" Chidera asked switching on the Television. "No o, she's under Deji's account. I'm using it too." Tamara stated and Chidera nodded. ***********

“Hello, Alpha Dorian. The rumors never mentioned that you’d be this handsome.” “You should know better than trusting rumors, Princess Lenora. It’s a pleasure meeting the ice queen, your reputation precedes you.” I returned, our eyes still locked. She gave off a short laugh - light and controlled. “Oh, please. Call me Nora, and humour me on this reputation of mine.” “For one, that you feed on your suitors.” Her dark eyes gleamed and she smirked.“Only the boring ones.” “Hmm, I do like my girls a little deranged.”

Once I finished my business and headed back to the small room, I slipped my old clothes from my body, wondering if I would ever see them again. The outfit they provided was identical to Camille and Helena's. The t-shirt was a fabric I had never felt before, both soft and strong. The white fabric clung to me, the perfect size in comparison to all my thrift-store clothes. The pants were the same material, lavender in color and impossibly soft. I placed the slippers on my feet, running my toes over the plush fur. I noticed the symbol for Iridian on the back of the hair brush, a slim crescent moon with two stars, deep purple in color. Once my fire kissed hair was smooth down my back, I stepped o

she answered, knowing that telling Antonio means Lucian has to know but there was no use in lying when he asked her straight forward. “Well, all it would take is time, as long as you understand, that’s all because you won’t even know when you get perfect in it. So tell me, your tutor must be quite an oriental woman to teach you those dance steps to perfection.” “Oh, Dolores really is an oriental woman, I knew that about her the first time I saw her.”

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“This is not something I take lightly. I will give you one last chance to tell the truth of your actions.” Elio’s voice came through, defiant and filled with arrogance. “I am Don Oscuri,” he spat. “I don’t obey anybody, let alone some bullshit Russian too weak to do his own dirty work!” I waited for Lorenzo to speak, but there was only silence. His refusal to answer only fueled my anger further.

Hiding too. A superior nephilim. Just one person in her mind. Ione, Lori’s mother.

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