Iridian Something Was Wrong Novels & Stories

Because she believed love was supposed to mean something. Megan glanced at the phone propped on the nightstand. “Simon… we’re still live.” ‘Live.’ Marilyn’s stomach dropped. The phone screen showed a red recording light and scrolling comments from strangers. They were streaming this. People were watching. Simon rolled his eyes. “Relax. She’ll leave. She always does.” Something inside Marilyn finally snapped. She straightened her shoulders, refusing to cry in front of these immoral people. “You’re disgusting,” she said quietly.

For the first time he told someone about it, he knew it all sounded stupid. So he was about to go against his promise, he was about to search for her, answering his doubts as to whether or not she was real. And why she always said she was complicated. What he had heard from Amy, forced him to realize he didn't know the people he were around. So as he fell to his bed, opening Facebook on the laptop in his hands, he typed in the name- Irene Fields. And after a second, he began to scroll through the many images that was displayed, to his utmost surprise-

She added. I did not bother looking up. “Thank you.” I knew she was on the brink, so it would be unwise to add to her troubles. We worked far into the night, after everyone else had clocked off. I heard a knock on my door and smiled. It was about time. Iris came in, fidgeting with her phone. “Are you free, Sir?” “That depends.” I replied. “What is the matter?” “Uhmm, the revenge plan you proposed.” She stuttered.

Now his children come home here. We ring it with wolves, ferals, humans, Rowan, Mercy, Caiden, Draven, me. Cael in my arms. Lyana and Geralt with the High Priestess in the Keep, warded, guarded. Ambassador Reed watches from the ridge with drones. “President says if this goes wrong, we glass the whole county.” “Then tell her not to miss,” Draven says. Day one, nothing. Day two, the sky turns red. Day three, they come.

The dungeon was not meant for Iris. “Sir, it was Julian that..” Ryder was saying, but as soon as Julian’s name was mentioned, my thoughts trailed off to two weeks ago, when Julian had announced to me that Iris had escaped. I remembered seeing his eyes light up with excitement when I instructed him to go after her. The sly bastard. I cursed under my breath as it dawned on me that I might have made a wrong, hasty decision. A mistake. Enraged, frustrated, and guilt-stricken, I suddenly rammed my fist into the wall, bringing an abrupt halt to Ryder’s incessant report. “Fuck!”

Instantly; I carried her bridal style and still shook her in an attempt to wake her up or something, seeing that all my actions were futile it was then I realized that I was losing her, my thoughts ran wild, and I ran as fast as I could out of the room. I almost flew down the stairs as I rushed outside, I was screaming on top of my lungs but no one was around, I cussed at the maids and guards who were nowhere to be found, the main door was locked, and I had to push it open with my legs. I kept jerking Iris and calling out her name in hope that she would answer but nothing, I became more scared. It then dawned on me that all the crying she did had gotten her dehydrated; hence she needed medic

“I’m eighteen years old now. Don’t you think it’s time for me to find a mate?” He glared at me for a few seconds and then his eyes hardened. He spat in my face and that was when I knew that I was in for some real crap. “So you rather go out and look for a man than spend time with me? Iris, I’m the one that took you and gave you everything even though it cost me my marriage and my good life!” He took a step closer to me. “I’m sorry,” I immediately apologized, but he was not having it.

Ezio: “You do realize that we can’t keep killing this Alpha’s men, right? He would just notice that they have gone missing” Iris said, entering the fourth dungeon in the house. The two of us have been going around in a maze, searching for the woman who didn’t seem to be in any of the empty dungeons we entered. “It’s not like I have another option” I said, shrugging my shoulders “they would end up killing us otherwise”

[ translation: "She is all yours." I knocked out the woman with the gun. Amelia tried to get out of the chains. She screamed and cursed, her cries echoed in the cell. "I'll do anything, Gabriella! Please j-just leave Iris out of this she didn't do anything!" Amelia pleaded. Iris? So that's her name. Pretty. "I'll clean her up and send her home safely," I promised. "I just want you to deliver a message to that betrayer," I said. She nodded.

She managed to catch herself in time by holding onto the wall where she stood. Ivy realized that her body was still weak... King had drunk a lot from her earlier and she won't regain her strength until she feeds. That bastard! She won't let him ruin her day! She was about to push herself up from the window that she used in supporting herself when something caught her attention in the glass. “Holy shit! My iris are dark! What the f*ck?? What happened to the blue?”