Irene Stories Novels & Stories

Kel nodded and then looked at Madison and asked her specially if she was alright she replied that she was fine and just wanted to go home so Kel took his daughters home, they had had a very long night. Irene was already home waiting for them, she had gone through a very traumatic experience today. when she had opened the trunk of the car earlier she felt like her heart had stopped beating, But now Kel had call her and He said she was bringing the girls back home, she had just arrived from the hospital in a daze thinking of how she would face her girls and tell them their sister was dead, But now she realised that the girls weren't even home and Madison was fine. Stacey, Aver

Eirene did not actually leave immediately after her conversation with Bradley that night. She tried to hold on, convincing herself that she was strong enough to not return. She was old enough to not be tied to a house that had never truly accepted her. However, that resolve always crumbled whenever she thought of Isabella.

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I’m talking so good it brings tears to your eyes Ian: awww is my feeder already planning all the ways to fill me up while im there? Dre: damn baby, warn a guy if we’re getting nasty on the texts, my sister is right by me Ian: Oh my god. you KNOW thats not what i meant Dre: How was your day? i was expecting to be the one receiving text spam, not sending it Ian: i kind of had a horrible day Dre: wanna talk about it? i can call when Hyeri goes to bed Ian: Honestly? I’d rather talk about anything else like that horrible pun you made on the first flash card

“I shouldn’t have jumped to conclusions. A call from you...” The irony of her words wasn’t lost on me. Irene had no room to talk about loyalty. I’d caught her with an employee of mine months ago, in the same hotel I’d booked because of a meeting. She hadn’t seen me watching them get cozy, but I’d seen enough. I’d fired the guy and kept quiet, deciding she didn’t deserve the truth. “Irene,” I said, my voice laced with irritation and impatience. God, she was insufferable.

Approval must be earned. I add a new line: Sees everything. Says nothing. Dangerous. Then I delete the whole document. Because I’m not studying him anymore. I’m learning him. And that’s not part of the plan. Sienna texts me: You okay? I stare at the phone. I type: No. Then I delete it. I type: I think I just met a man who’s not Ethan. I delete that too. Finally, I send: Meridian’s gonna crush. Sleep well.

Some of the gods were happy watching their fights creating more and more creatures to add each army. One led by a beautiful queen, her hair and eyes as dark as her powers. Another by a powerful king, long golden hair, matching his eyes and skills. The war was long and bloody. But the king won the right to establish a kingdom here. Ilisterion- named by his name. Celirium- his eternal love, the queen of shadows. They equally loved and hated each other. When the war stopped some of the dark gods got bored and killed the queen after she gave birth to the only heir. Ilisterion begged and cursed.

“It’s the wolf, he is in pain and he needs help.” “I am sure you are not so dumb that you cannot smell wolfsbane and know that he will be fine once it wears off.” Wolfsbane, so that was what I smelt earlier. I returned to them and we sat near him. Irene began to tell him a story of a very unlucky girl who was sold by her uncle and rescued by her prince. He seemed to be very interested in the story. “I wish you would shift soon so that you will tell us the story of how you got here.”

Irene uttered as she pulled up the curtains. "Take your time, I'm glad you are willing to share it with me" I appreciated her words. "We're getting married and marriage are meant to be secrets free" these words paused my thoughts for a second and channelled it to the words marriage, knowing that we were engaged.. Since I'm going to be declared as a member of the coven I could propose to Irene on that day, that would be doubled celebration for everyone. "Now where do we start?" "About that I think we should leave this books, I want to have a look at a book" she uttered as she walked into the bed room, going to her treasure box. She unlocked it and brought out her black book that could tell wh

EMMA God, the air in the house felt thicker than the humid summer night pressing against the windows. I was still buzzing from dinner—too much wine, too many lingering looks, and way too much skin on display. I’m Emma, twenty-one, fresh out of college with a body I knew turned heads: tight, athletic from years of running and yoga, perky C-cup tits that loved showing off under thin tank tops, and an ass that filled out my tiny cotton shorts perfectly. But tonight, the real heat wasn’t coming from outside. It was coming from her—my stepmom Sarah—and him—my stepbrother Jake.