Irene Novels & Stories

“ Justin! Justin Brown is coming back today! What am I going to tell him?!'' Irene’s lips fell open and her eyes widened in shock; ''What?! I thought… I thought he stopped contacting you, how? Why...? When? '' Irene asked unanswerable questions; her head in a mess; ''I too don’t know why; I don't know why he came now that everything is in a mess!'' Kate lamented, falling back on the sofa; Irene was confused; a lot of things ran through her mind, ''What are you going to do? '' ''The only way is to tell him the truth of what have happened, but there is good news; '' Kate said; a relieved sigh escapi

"Who... Who sent this?" She made her way home to her place of residence as stated in the resume that states where she currently lives in. She wasn't sure who was using the mark it left behind every time Ivy kills. But she only has one thing to be sure of... She may not be the real killer, There is still something hidden in the dark that shows she is the killer because the letter 'A' is the meaning of her name. AMEIRA.

They have to pay blood for blood. Isabel’s hair stuck to her face as she walked back to her house in the rain. The heavy rain that splattered her body was the least of her worries. Her beast had long disappeared after killing Carlos. She has never been so enraged to the extent of murdering one of her own, but Carlos left her with no choice. Her mate was her top most priority besides her pack. Whoever messes with her mate messes with her, and her pack members weren’t an exception. Ignacio’s ear piercing screams from a distance didn’t make her feel remorseful for her actions. They had it coming sooner or later. Above all else, she only hopes that the moon goddess forgives her for killing one o

She leaned in slightly, her voice gentle and filled with empathy as she asked, "Is your daughter's name Irene Chamomile?" Navier, who had been on the verge of tears since hearing her name, froze for a moment, his eyes widening with astonishment. Irene Chamomile – the name that held the deepest place in his heart, now spoken by a stranger. Tears welled up in his eyes, and for a brief moment, he was unable to speak.

someone yells. Iris nods and Ingrid is in the middle of the crowd, next to Joey. She looks up to Titan, with begging eyes. “Help me!” Ingrid asks him. “Alpha Iris, what is her name,” Titan points to Ingrid. “Ingrid Nevand,” Iris tells him. “I, Alpha Titan Hues, reject Ingrid Nevand as my mate. There, I helped you,” Titan tells her. Iris’s eyes go wide. Zaphyra- Selene has a sick sense of humor.

They nod, but no one really relaxes. Maria looks down for a moment, like she’s searching for the right words, and then lifts her gaze. There’s something raw in her expression when she finally speaks. “Irene is the first daughter born into our family after fifteen generations,” she says softly, her voice fragile but full of this quiet pride. “Everyone considers her a blessing.” Her hands shake, just a little, as she sets the cup down. “We prayed for her,” she goes on, eyes glistening. “Not just Dexter and I. Our entire pack. Our elders. Every mother. Every warrior. Everyone. We had everything else. Land, strength, peace. But our people kept asking the moon to b

This time, I'll win and be the fair alpha the pack deserves. - What's your name again? - My name is Jack, the same name as my uncle and alpha, who expelled me. And this is Tom, my right-hand man. - I've never heard of an alpha's uncle, but I believe you. They are very cruel. Mary reincarnated, and they wanted to separate us. They made me run and left her on their heads, my poor mate. She kept screaming my name, and I had to run away, but I will save her.

“For Christ's sake, she’s Lila Blackwell… of course she’s going to make a scene. Being the center of attention is what she does best,” Irene said as she flushed the toilet. The stall door swung open, and she stepped out, staring between the two of us. We were staring back at her, wide-eyed, and then she rolled her eyes and made her way to the sink. “But as a future Luna, you can’t let this bitch let you break. You need to stand strong and show this pack who is truly in charge,” Irene continued as she washed her hands. She was avoiding both of our concerned looks now.

She said and flipped her hair. “Laid? Are you serious?" Maren almost shrieked, still getting over the sting from the alcohol. “Hello, I'm dating someone if you've forgotten. William Sinclair? Does that ring a bell?" Maren was tapping her fingers repeatedly in front of Irene's face, taken over by the liquor.

Irene was shy and she wanted to bring her head down, but she wasn’t able to do it, and that was because I was holding her face with my big hands. “Irene” I called again, staring directly into her eyes. “Yes, my Lord,” She replied feebly. “Did you hear what I said?” I asked, her brows furrowed together in question and she nodded her head. “Yes, my Lord. I heard you,” She answered again in that soft voice of hers that was like music to my ears. I was lost staring at her big brown eyes that I didn’t want to take my eyes away. I hadn’t taken enough time to appreciate nature’s work on Irene. She was be