Iridian Something Was Wrong Novels & Stories

And she… she would sit back, a quiet observer in the storm of their downfall, the past giving her the power to reshape the present. As the night deepened, Irene left her office briefly to look out over the city. Lights twinkled, cars rushed by, and life went on as usual. No one suspected the chaos that would erupt tomorrow, the empire that would crumble, the lives that would be upended—all by the calculated hand of Iridna. She whispered the name to herself once more, a promise and a declaration. “Iridina is back. And nothing will ever be the same.”

He clapped on Nero’s shoulder and walked away. This was not helpful the least He had just made his mind up and casted Vida aside for his best friend and the dying wish of the Alpha. It made thing so much more complicated. His mind was now racing in circles, his discussion with Gordon had confused him on a complete new level. He fell backwards on his bed, staring up on the ceiling as thoughts just kept running away with him. He tried to grab for his Amulet around his neck when he noticed it wasn’t there.

In the third year after my fiancée, Iris Ford, falls off a cliff during a sketching trip in the mountains, I accidentally walk into her personal art exhibition. The person I have longed for day and night is right there, gently adjusting the scarf of the young man beside her. The walls are covered with portraits she once promises to paint only for me, but every subject of her paintings is that young man. Violet Bardot, Iris' best friend and the one who once helps me handle her funeral affairs, grabs me anxiously. "Graham, don't do anything rash. Iris has her reasons. After Jack Glenwood saved her, she suffered from a head injury and lost her memory. She didn't mean to stay away." I smile

Meredith and Josefina wouldn’t reach out unless it was urgent—especially when we were already on our way, and JoJo had just given birth. “Yeah,” I say, pulling away and grabbing a drachma and the watering can I keep nearby—just in case I ever need to send an Iris message, which I definitely do now, since Hermes is otherwise occupied. “Lucifer is back to full power. Josefina had a vision. And it is bad. Very, very bad.” I move to the window, where sunlight streams into the room, and pour water from the can. A rainbow appears in the air. I toss the drachma into it. “Iris, I need to talk to you,” I say, just before her face forms in the light.

“I’m not here to give you a replacement. I’m here to remind you that no system should be allowed to operate without pain. Without cost. If your decisions don’t make you lose sleep, then you’ve outsourced your soul.” Someone in the crowd whispered, too loud. “An idealist.” Lena heard it. Didn’t flinch. “No,” she said into the microphone. “I’m a realist. And that’s why I’m afraid of you.” Back in Zurich, Torin was tracing a new digital anomaly. A file fragment had emerged from a Chinese sub-node, something old, ghostly—an AI behavioral cluster labeled ‘Eidolon Sequence.’ Unverified. Unauthenticated. But it pulsed like something still alive.

The flying creature which Lucas recognized them as Manna seemed to be screaming something that he didn’t understand. Irina opened her eyes to find Lucas staring at her. “Look at me!” He said. Making Irina frowned, then her eyes turned wide seeing many hungry eyes behind Lucas’s back. “Don’t look back!” He said again. “It seems we can’t apply your idea on this situation.” Irina nodded. “Why are they looking at me like that?” “Perhaps, because you’re shimmering.” Replied Lucas shortly. “Looks like Edvard had the barrier done.” Looking up from the map, Lucas stared into Irina’s eyes. “Shall we go with my idea instead?” “Alright. Tell me the idea.”

ARIANA The silence that followed my decision was deafening. If a leaf had dropped, we all would have heard the thud. I braced myself for their questions. I hadn't thought this through and I didn't have to. Leon’s betrayal proved the Moon Goddess had done me a favor by not making him my mate. If she had chosen Levi for me, she had a reason, and I had to trust that her reason wasn't to make me suffer more. “What did you just say?”

Iris turned her head to look down at me, and that same small smile was still on her lips. But her eyes— Her eyes looked different. Like she was looking at a stranger. "Iris?" I asked, my voice breaking. "What… what's going on?" She didn't answer right away. She just stood there, staring down at me with that strange expression. My wolf was going absolutely crazy inside me now, snarling and howling. Not mate! he kept repeating. Not our mate! Something wrong! Wrong! But I still didn't understand what he was trying to tell me.

' thought Iris with a worried expression . She wanted to know what was wrong with her but she couldn't approach her and her vampire senses weren't as mature as her brothers . Iris looked at her brother and looked at Kiara . She was very curious to know Kiara's condition so she decided to ask her brother even though he has a scary aura surrounding him . " Brother ?! " said Iris and Eskylrious turned he head towards her . " What do you want ?! " asked Eskylrious in a lazy way . " I noticed that.....somehow her health suddenly deteriorated . I was wondering....can you tell what's wrong with Kiara ?! " said Iris and trembled a little when she saw his scary expression .

No one was in the right set of mind to question what Dorothea was doing in the Astral palace at that odd hour of the night. Iris ran behind Eros to try to tell him that he is making a mistake that he will regret in the future. But just as suddenly as she travelled to the past, she found herself grasping for breath in the present. "Iris? What happened?" Eros asked with concern and helped her to drink some water. Iris pushed the water glass away impatiently. "She is not the murderer. Don't send her to prison" she cried desperately, which confused Eros.