Irina X Karasuma Novels & Stories

Fatu added "Fatu, you amaze me, I know you're smitten by one of the slave maidens that came along side Amira, I've seen the way you look at her" Kamur said "That reminds me Amir, I wanted to ask if you could sell Cara to me, I'll be ready to pay just any thing" Fatu pleaded "As a way of making up for my absence from our wrestling match I'll give you both one slave each without any cost of which you'll make your choice.I'll order my guard to bring them to your house this evening" Amir said

But the only thing I cared about was Hatzis because that bastard and I have a score to settle. "You said that you came here to talk, you got my full attention now. So, talk or get out!" I told her. Raising her gaze to meet my eyes, she scowled and then huffed, lowering her head. "I am Iris… Iris Doukas, the niece of Hatzis Doukas." She mumbled beneath her breath. "My uncle died a month ago, and I am now the Luna of the White Fang pack." Staring intensely at her, I quivered with frustration, realizing that she shared the same bloodline as that traitor and just how long I have been caged in this place.

was a text a got from Irina, I didn't bother to reply and I'm sure my silence was enough message to her. I guess she didn't, because as I got to my apartment, I saw her dressed In an elegant chanel dress and Rene Caovilli heels. Irina was truly elegant, with a model height of 5’9 she stood a taller than most females and a tad bit taller than some men. She was a blonde with a slender figure and beautiful blue eyes, she was indeed a beauty and I was once immensely attracted to her, but right now, all I could see her was as an intruder I needed my space from.

I shook it. “i’m Camila..” I paused “do I know you from somewhere?” She laughed “no, I’m here for Roman, I’m his ex, we dated for a couple years” she replied. I felt my heart drop but I maintained a smiling face. The last thing I wanted was to deal with some crazy ex because she looked very crazy to me. Thankfully Xavier came by my side giving Danie a look. “who’s this?” he asked me.

Karline screamed, she was a black American with long waist-length curly black hair that she had let down and beautiful dark-blue orbs. "She is so my type! I don't mind if fate brought us together, I would marry her without any hesitation!" Jane screeched, her bluish-black hair swaying along with the movement of her head that she was wagging around. "I even heard, rumors though that her weapon is bigger than all Japanese alphas, like, she's ranked first there right? It has to be!" Karline screamed. "Don't forget that Japan is one of the few countries having Pures, although they're still teenagers for now, so it's kinda possible," Rina said.

His jaw clenched, their love a flame that burned through his fear. Gianna Moretti leaned against the wall, her leather jacket loose, her emerald eyes sharp, her braid tight. Her command of La Rosa Nera, a defiance of tradition, was a spark that ignited Kai, their shared pain binding them closer. She stepped forward, her voice fierce, low. “Talk, Irina. Who’s The Architect?” Irina’s gray eyes glinted, her voice cold, taunting. “A myth, Moretti. He’s everywhere—global crime bends to him. You’ll never touch him.”

Their gazes met and Irina smiled widely, like she had won the biggest prize in her life. “I really want your gaze on me, Xavier.” Irina’s scent was sickeningly— apples and caramelized sugar. It made Xavier’s headache throbbed painfully. “I'll take what belongs to me and that is you.” "By the time I have your mark on my neck, your little whore would have no choice but to back off." "You belong to me." The distant scent of cherry blossoms on the alpha's clothes was being wiped away with the disgusting scent in front of him.

“Whatever that is going on between you and Sasha might just be a repeat of the past, and I’m not one to waste my time on that.” I knew what exactly she was talking about. Katya. Irina turned, and her eyes softened to look at me with pity. “You’re already in too deep, and you don’t even realise it.” She continues. “If this is just a repeat of Sasha’s obsession, then I pity you. But if this is going to be serious....then, grow some fucking balls, Devochka.” My lips parted in shock as I stood frozen, watching Irina leave with only the sound of her stilettos hitting the marble, echoing.

Lady Irina mumbled. “Release me at once!” Ursa commanded, shaking off Lady Irina. Lady Irina tripped on the hem of her dress, falling over. She released a startled cry before scrambling away from Ursa. “Speak! What are your intentions, Lady Irina?” Ursa demanded, stepping on Lady Irina’s forearm. “No! No! Let go of me!” she started laughing hysterically. “You don’t even know what’s coming, Romanov whore!” she snarled. Ursa turned around swiftly at the sound of footsteps, thinking them to be seekers. She was sorely mistaken.

At this moment, the referee's voice rang out: SIMULATION SPACE WILL START STARTING IN 10 SECOND SECONDS, RECOMMENDED PLAYERS TO POSITION. Wait – Stopping a match, obviously, but the voice was so calm as if he knew for sure everything would follow his lead. Her long red hair fluttered in the wind, her distinctive red eyes filled with the pride of a perfect species. The red dress is gorgeous like a burning fire. Behind her is a mighty Thunder dragon. Irina Rigil Kai – Fire princess of the purebred lineage. What does the princess need? A judge politely stood up. Irina pushed her long hair back and replied: