Iris Drama Episodes Novels & Stories

"She is not the killer. Don't send her to prison" Iris cried desperately. Eros is confused. One moment she was sleeping peacefully and the next moment she began to cry about a murderer and prison. "Iris, what happened? Did you have a nightmare?" he asked her with concern.

They knew exactly what they were doing. I clenched my fists, anger simmering under my skin. Betrayal after betrayal, and now someone else in our own ranks had turned against us to help Rhys escape. I glanced over at Iris, sensing the frustration and exhaustion weighing on her. When the footage finally stopped, she let out a frustrated sigh, running a hand through her hair. “This has to end,” she muttered, her voice filled with anger and exhaustion. “Every time we close one door, another problem shows up.”

The flames made something like a screen above her body and the crowd gasped as it began to show parts of Iris's life. It began with her childhood, showing her and mom playing together. It then flashed on her in school, smiling. It showed my mom helping her when she fell and putting a band aid on her scraped knee. It showed various other moments in her childhood with Mom and Grandma. Then it flashed to her in her cheerleading outfit, cheering at a game. Next it showed her graduating. Then her sad face with mom when Grandma died. It then showed her meeting Jasmine's father and giving birth next to my mother who was giving birth to me. It showed her mourning the loss of her husband and then sho

To get a bit of background noise, Iris turned on the television and pressed the random channel featuring an investigative series. Alex came out of the room and stared at her intensely. She understood that the man was now in a serious mode and they were going to talk about something heavy, that even Iris herself couldn't guess how the final resolution would be. They sat facing each other, Iris wanted to start the conversation, but her brain was foggy, so she did not know where to start. He understood that she was struggling, so he took charge and led the conversation. “First, I want to tell you how deeply sorry I am for what you’ve experienced these past few weeks.” He said.

“Then you have no right to lecture me on how to do my job, you asshole.” Iris left the motel carrying with her the urge to throw a punch on William’s face and beat him into pulp. She aggressively slammed the door of her car, breathing heavily. She reached for her phone in her pocket when she felt vibrations against her skin. Max’s name flashed on the screen. Iris closed her eyes and threw her head backwards. She is not yet ready to talk to him, she refuse to talk to him until she finds their killer. But she opened her eyes again, stared at her screen for a good second, and swiped the call accept.

"Look at the tattoo on your chest, Julian. Tell everyone what it means." He instinctively covered his chest, then, as if to prove a point, ripped open his shirt. The iris tattoo was still there, but it had been altered. A high-definition close-up appeared on the screen beside him. Where the heart of the flower should have been… was a small, sharp dagger. The Rosso family crest. A collective gasp swept through the pews. "No… that's not possible…" Julian stared down at his own chest, as if seeing the change for the very first time.

“I…I don’t like Daddy. Daddy is bad, he tried to take me away from you. We can’t do without each other.” “He loves you. Don’t think about it, anymore.” “I don’t want to see Daddy ever again. We’ll be fine on our own and we can take care of each other. And we…” she felt Ariel’s tears die down as she slowly drifted into sleep in her arms. But she was pulled awake again when the door of their house flung open. Bree had forgotten to lock it. She turned, immediately wiping her tears when she saw Iris step into the house. “Guysssss. I’m here….” Iris paused when she accessed the situation before her. “What is going on? What’s with the test? Did someone die?”

“They know better than to disobey my orders in my absence.” I quickly glanced over the other cams in a rush, when I saw Phil driving in on one of them. When he had parked correctly, he got done and rushed to open the door for her. My right hand supported my chin as I stared intently at the live footage. Iris came out gracefully legs first, she did not disappoint in dressing at usual. She has a straight cut gown on and paired it with a matching cardigan. As expected, she had a work bag that had her laptop and other things in it.

Marissa seems to be really happy for a small favor. "Thank you, Marissa. I have never met people like you and Penny whenever they smell human on me everyone would turn their backs as if they don't want to get into trouble. This small gesture makes me the happiest person I've ever known throughout my life." Iris couldn't help but tear up only few people have been kind to her no matter what race she belongs. Until the demons took them away it cut up a chunk of her life. She only has Medicia, the Benver's and her new friends. Wanting to add Eris in her list but she was unsure of what he feels for her and always gave off a dangerous vibe. "Oh, stop it. You're making me cry, here I am trying to f

“Iris! She called, and my heart is breaking now. It's been weeks now that I haven’t heard from her. “Are you okay? Where are you? Could you identify the place? Don’t worry, we’re coming to save you. “Hey, take a deep breath! I heard his voice over the phone again. And she felt the need to stab him over the phone. How dare he? “I’m taking good care of her; you don’t have to worry? Nothing is wrong with her if not... She might be dead by now! “What in the hell did you want? Money…I give you!” Then I heard him laugh, and it was so loud that I had to move the phone from my ears until he was done. “I told you, Iris. All these were because of you, so I only want you and nothing else. If you’re wil