Irene Belserion Novels & Stories

“Since the queen died, I have been trying to get the monarch to look towards my daughter Celine. I would be the most powerful man after the monarch if she became the queen, but the monarch vanished. Irene was a strong and fearless warrior. There was no way I could capture her so cheaply. But look at you. Weak and pathetic. If I get rid of you, I can get the monarch to notice my Celine. He said. With the threat of the half-bloods, he will not be able to leave like he did last time. “Irene, who is Irene?” Ophelia asked. That name has come up far too many times in one day, and to worsen things, she fought with Aaron because she asked that question. Taken aback, Aiden stared curiously at her, “Y

We were all suddenly in a villa on a private island. "Why are you here again?" I asked. "Tomorrow we will head to the continent of Kalenex, it's on the back side of the island," Erin. "Papa!!" A demihuman was running towards me, she had wolf ears and tail and was only wearing a bikini. She hugged me but was immediately released by Erin by pushing her forehead with her index finger. Her name is Selen, she is a girl who wears all black in the throne room. "Papa!? Whose child!?" I looked at them all with a shocked face.

Dev insisted, “Never mind, she isn’t my Sara.” The announcer announced the parade of second brides, “Let us welcome our second bride from Eldornagton, known for the land of the volcano and legendary creature basilisk ruled by successor king Cymonynx Toxiskon, his daughter the most energetic soul, princess Enerva Toxiskon the rare gem.” Enerva appeared the throne room with curious eyes with cherishing smile, her fang tooth captured everyone’s attention. She actively entered with the emerald green outfit with red shaded hair.

Straightening, she adjusted her flame-red gauntlets, her fiery eyes flicking between Maria and Nina. “Well, well,” the woman said with a grin, her voice carrying a playful lilt. “Looks like someone’s finally giving you a rough time, Maria. I’ve been waiting for this moment to show off my skills.” Maria smirked faintly. “I guess everyone has their time.” The woman grinned wider, pounding a fist against her armored chest. “Don’t worry. Whoever’s trailing you won’t live long enough to regret it.” This was Lysandra Blaze, the Fire Seraph, known for her fiery temperament and unmatched combat prowess. Her presence alone was enough to inspire both confidence and dread.

She stood, taller than I’d ever seen her. I felt something shift in my chest, something ancient, something primal, as I watched her give the order to our warriors to drag him away. Giovanni fought against the silver chains as they hauled him to his feet, sneering through his pain. “You’re a fool, Sienna,” he spat. “You think she’ll thank you for this? You think she’ll forgive you for denying her what she earned? Do you think that she's going to want anything to do with you? She is my. Daughter Marissa's daughter. Or as you want to call her, Tatiana. A monster. That's all she'll ever be.”

"Nope, we don't want the change of attacks here, Sienna could cast the blame on you, saying that you're the cause of her madness." "Ok fine, be safe out there" I conceded to her words, as I forced myself into the driver's seat, exhaled deeply as I finally placed myself on the driver's seat. I looked out through the window, staring at the lady that was weakening all other witches with her spells in a book that was floating in the air. Sh looked more evil than a demon, wearing a black cape, I was wondering where Irene was. "This is definitely going to be a Battle of survival" I stuttered as I stared at Irene as she helped out the Queen Mother; Identifying her through the crown on her head.

The woman leaned forward with the slightest clink of chains. “I suppose it’s been years,” she said. “And I was executed.” Alessia finally stepped closer. The woman smiled wider. “Hello, Alessia,” she purred. “You look just like your mother at that age.” Kael froze. “Her… mother?” Rian made a strangled noise. “N-no… that can’t… she can’t be—” The woman bowed her head slightly. “I am Selene Endymion,” she said elegantly. “Former Solaris General, an Advisor to the High Monarch, a War criminal, and a Traitor.”

Partner. Irene is a tall, voluptuous beautiful woman with thickly braided, bow-adorned, scarlet hair. Her two front braids have two golden ornaments near the upper sections. For clothing, Irene dons a risque version of the typical witch's garb. Her black top has a diamond-shaped opening, exposing the middle of her breasts, which has a white heart mark that covered with Dragon's wing. (Just g****e Irene Belserion and you will have her picture)