Irene Vasquez Novels & Stories

“You’re not going to tell me you’re canceling another gathering again, are you? Did something bad happen?” “No,” I said quietly. “This is… different. That guest that came today… telling you this is not going to be easy.” I told her everything. About Hunter finding the woman. About her name, Lisa D’Amaris. About the warning she’d given us, the calm power she carried, and the strange sense that she wasn’t our enemy but still hid more than she said. When I finished, Valerie was silent for a long while. Her gaze drifted to the glass, unfocused. “D’Amaris,” she whispered finally. “You think she’s related?”

Warnings. "It's getting closer," she'd say. "Whatever it is. It's coming. It's—it's almost here." We prepared. We watched. We waited. And in my seventh month, it arrived. Not dimensional being. Not enhanced human. Not anything we'd encountered before. It arrived as woman. Ordinary woman. Walking into the Collective. Asking to see me. "I'm Dr. Elena Vasquez," she said. "I worked with IQRD years ago. Before—before everything happened. I know what Eva Morrison is. I know what her baby will be. And I'm here to offer deal."

He stood on the other side of it — the island between them in the way it had been between them in the midnight kitchen, the stone and the space, the distance that was the right distance — and he looked at her and he waited with the patience she had been accumulating for forty-nine days, the specific quality of his waiting, which was not passive, which was the deliberate patience of someone who had decided that what was worth waiting for was worth the waiting. She looked at him. She thought: chose this. She thought: not cornered. Choosing. She said: "My name is Elena Vasquez." The kitchen. The clock. The city. She held his gaze. She said it again, in case the first time had been too quiet, in

"I know, but Damon…" My mother had suddenly appeared at the door, attracted by the brewing noise; her eyes had grown wide as she spotted Damon and Cassandra half-naked. "What is the meaning of this, Damon? Annie, why are you sobbing?" Cassandra seized the opportunity. She pointed at the pizza I mistakenly spilled on the floor. "Look, Mrs. Scarlett! Your ‘precious’ daughter tried to sneak in and attack Damon! She's trying to get obsessed with him! She doesn't want to accept that the Alpha already chose me. Your daughter keeps doing crazy things even when I'm the true Luna. I have been waiting for this poor thing of yours to leave him for me!"

"Did you really think you could intimdate me because you're loaded with money? Because you're an Austin? Do you think your money has any value to me? Think again. "You're looking remorseful now because you've realized who I am. What if you didn't get to know my identity? Let me tell you, learn to respect people regardless of who or what they are. This attitude of yours won't get you anywhere in life. "I screamed because I thought that substance was something else. By the way, you asked if my parents can afford that wine. To answer you, my parents can buy you and everything involving you and they'll still have change. I am Annabelle Siromani and you will not disrespect me or my family."

Standing in front of the main server, typing into a control panel, was a woman. Tall. Blonde. Dressed in all black. And when she turned, Ayesha’s breath caught. Elena Vasquez. One of Davos’ top operatives. She smiled. “You’re late.” Leena groaned. “Of course it’s her.” Ayesha’s jaw tightened. “Step away from the console, Elena.” Elena tilted her head. “You really think I’d make it that easy?” Then, the alarm sounded. And the trap snapped shut.

the woman announced as she walked behind him and kissed his neck, she smiled as she looked at us, she stayed leaning near Arimas whilst he played with her hair "I'm Thomas Birch, of the Unitaur coven, and ...." "Wait didn't you say you were from black wolf?" the woman insisted standing up straight now, even Arimas sat up straight. "No, he said we had just come from there, we were only visiting" I corrected "I'm Anastasia, queen of the seven kingdoms" Arimas stood up so fast I thought he might get whiplash, he put his drink down on the table near the sofa and started buttoning his shirt, I wanted to laugh at the sight

"I am Veronica Vane. I am your one and only true Queen and Herald. No impostor can bring me down to the ground." I flew in front of Elspeth and whispered to her ear, "Even you, Elspeth… don’t have the capability to overpower me."

Ariel said waving the vase around. "Ariel ! Drop the vase" Damien said trying to use his Alpha tone on her but it doesn't work. "What Damien? Your silly Alpha tone no longer works on me as we are mates" Ariel said glaring at him. "Why is it so hard for you to accept me as your mate? Just because of what happened in the past that was never my fault, you decide to make my life a living hell" Ariel rants out taking deep breaths at the end of her sentence, she was slowly losing it, her mind her sanity, she could no longer take it anymore, the verbal abuse she has endured most of her life were haunting her mind, they had created a huge scare in her heart, a load of insecurities, the physical abus

The pain that he was feeling wasn’t one that I would wish for an enemy, but I knew it well enough to know that it reshaped even the strongest of men. “He is coping, trying to at least.” I said, and he looked down at his feet. I knew that even he was in pain after finding out that his mate was the person who did this. The woman wasn’t only on his enemy’s side, but she was also the one who killed our pack’s beta, and that was something that he knew he wasn’t going to be able to save her from. It was a rage that she brought on herself, and a revenge that she was going to deserve when she was seen again. “Did you manage to find anything on them? Diego hasn’t said a word about your last meeting,