Irene Belserion Novels & Stories

Serena Lady Fiona Belisha. Viscount Belisha’s daughter. Cassius’s newest Companion at this point in time- and, in another life, the very woman who would conspire with Cordelia to have Marisol beaten to death. And who would go on, alongside her, to strip half the Companions in the Royal Palace of any hope of ever bearing a child. Yes, I remember this poisonous flower very well. “Sit,” I tell her finally. Her smile softens instantly, blooming sweet and pretty across her face. “Thank you, Your Majesty,” she says, lowering herself to her seat once more and folding her hands neatly in her lap.

I looked up at Miles who was still watching Cordelia go. “Is she your significant other?” I blurted the question without really thinking about it. “No, Cordelia is a human. She was hired as a house Nanny and a personal donor if Master Cadogen fancied a normal meal.” I cocked my head. “What does that mean? A personal donor?” Miles blew out a breath. “It Means that when Master Cadogen wants a meal of blood she is one of the women that he drinks from. It is a great honor to be a royal donor.” He was back to being the stickler for rules.

All they did was only tell Beauty to poison Sarah's water but any other thing that Beauty did wasn't her order. "Answer me!" "I'm sorry, I never meant_" "Go down on your knees, Irene!" This time Celine was the one who snarled at her and it took everyone by surprise. Celine was always calm when it comes to Irene. He so much loved his mate and supported her in everything single thing she does. He was always by her side and never allowed her to lack anything. There was a time when Irene lost her father, the former Beta of the White Claws pack and she had broken down into depression. She had been so depressed that people thought she might lose her life but Celine was always there for her. He too

Maria waves her hand, gesturing for them to come in. Irene smiles as she steps inside, looking as stunning as ever, her dark brown hair cascading down her shoulders in long waves. She’s wearing a black full-sleeved top and high-waist jeans. She looks at Ezra and gasps. “Shit! You look just like a clone of Elijah. For a second, I thought someone put a shrinking spell on him.” “Language, Irene,” Elijah gives her a sharp look, clearly not happy with her shrinking spell comment, and Irene sticks her tongue out.

earlobe as he ended his declaration to which made me feel warmth in places that would have made me shameful under the bedsheets. Isabella saw what had happened, and started to get Leonidas out of the room, “My god of the eclipse please leave our goddess of the moon alone, she must rest,” Her words made my mate move up a bit to say in a more powerful state, “her name is not the goodness of the moon, for our daughter whom you hold is the daughter of the moon, Louise is to be known as the Cerenity of life, I am known as the guardian Vargs, and Enzo the messenger of fate. For now, all I can say is that we have a higher power that works with us to keep the balance of life at all times, called th

“Visitors?” “Yes,” Sasha says carefully. “Two members of the council. They insist it’s urgent.” I exchange a glance with Lucian. Urgent is never good. “Who?” Lucian demands. Sasha steps aside, and two figures glide into the chamber. The first is tall and lithe, hair black as ink and eyes the color of the ocean at night. A siren, I recognize the aura before I even register the ripple of water trailing faintly at her heels. Lady Meris, one of the oldest sirens on the council.

"Thank you, Aunt May." Mayan-Odette walked over to Venus, Elaila, and Dorian, introducing a new member of their extended family. Irina-azura, Mayan-odette's daughter, was a gift from the moon goddess herself, molded in her mother's image. Irina-azura was a striking figure, with silver hair and pale skin, holding onto a silver staff as she explored her surroundings. She had an ethereal presence, and, she was also blind.

Those eyes are the pure blue-green of the ocean which can drown anyone in its current, along with its long curly eyelashes like the waves which can pull you in its depth. But then suddenly there is a knock at the door. I immediately look away, my heart beating fast as if I’ve just committed a grave sin. Eren’s eyes narrowed. “Let me see.” He gets up from the couch and walks to the door. I follow him and stand behind. He opens the door and I smile as I see the least expected person. Azure Heredia. “Azure.” I say which makes Eren frowns. “What are you doing here?” Azure is breathtaking. He is of white skin, with azure blue eyes. His face is squarely shaped and perfectly shaved. As for his hair

“Margarette is a funny sort, isn’t she?” “Yeah.” She laughed too, “Margarette, you’re sensing the wrong vibrations. I’m just curious. Who is that woman Finrod’s with?” “You don’t know her?” Caeruleus was surprised. “She’s Queen Aera, the Queen of the elves and the sister of Prince Finrod.” She flustered. Why didn’t she see the resemblance? Now when she looked at them, she realized they had remarkably similar faces. “Come. Let’s pay our respects.” Margarette pulled them both.

Then her mouth fell open as something dawned on her. “Oh. My. Gods!” Europa exclaimed. “Melite! You let this… this… beast defile you!?” she exclaimed. I turned my gaze to Europa, glaring at her, and snorted indignity. “Call me beast or treat me like I’m somehow inferior to you, and I will kill you, you…” I start pointing a finger angrily at her. “Asterion! Stop!” Melite called out and tugged at my arm. I snorted and looked at Melite. “Please. I know you’re upset.” she sighed. “You should be upset too.” I pointed out.