Isadora Quagmire Novels & Stories

"They were smuggled out of the South during the Great Coup. My family has guarded them for three centuries, waiting for a Southern soul strong enough to wake them." He reached for a cylinder that glowed with a faint, violet hue. "This belonged to Queen Isadora. She was the last to command the Absolute Frost before the North burned the libraries." He placed the cylinder on the pedestal. Instantly, the air in the room vibrated. A holographic projection shimmered into existence—a woman who looked so much like me it made my heart stop. She had the same silver-flecked eyes, the same sharp jawline, and the same violet rune burning on her brow.

I could hear Donovan screaming my name as he followed me but I didn't stop for him. Adriana is fucking crazy. She might be a wolf and the daughter of the most powerful witch of this generation. But she will not survive that fall. Four stories might look like nothing but this house is built with an ancient structure. High ceilings and all that. The four stories could easily amount to seven or eight in the modern world. And that is so fucking high for a wolf. She may drive me crazy but I’m not going to let her fall to her death. Or something equally damaging.

My memory flashed back to the cage in the room below, the one with my name on it. Test subject number 1. Name: Isadora. The shock…the revelation was too much for me to handle. My brain shut down immediately, and the last thought in my head before I lost consciousness was: “I am not a real werewolf?”

“If there was an accident we would have heard about it, you are Maria Rodriguez, who doesn't know you and besides you don't have a single scratch on your body.” “You are right, I am Maria Rodriguez but you left one thing… Maria Rodriguez does not betray anyone.” Old Grandpa took in deep breaths turning to me. “I believe you, but these pictures say otherwise so until I find out what is going on, this matter remains silent.” I shook my head in disagreement. “I don't know how Allen got his hands on these pictures but for him to have these pictures, he must know about the accident.” “Maria would not cheat on you,” Adam defended. “She might not love you but she would never do something like that.

said a female voice and they all turned around to see Rashidat in the room with them. She was a pretty young lady with a low cut. She hugged Adams before facing Ichabod. “Wow. My father was right. This is remarkable. I have read so much on duality but I have never seen anything like it before. This is too good to be true.” “Well, lady, as long as I appreciate being the first of my kind, I don’t have much time left. Please can you help me?”

Her emotions overcoming her as she stood, staring into nothing. Murmurs had broken out around her as the wolves came to terms with what they had seen but she ignored them all. She turned from her past, her pain and walked back towards the alter through the water. She pulled the diadem from the crown of her head as she walked, her hair protesting as she pulled it out of place. Small waves formed from her strong movements as she strode from the water and dropped the diadem to the wet ground. Not caring for its delicate nature. Leonidas tried to grab her attention as she walked towards him but she ignored his words and motioned for Adam, who stood waiting, watching, and motioned for him to foll

Leo reached for me with his hands, his own eyes flashing Scarlett rushed in from a corner. “They cannot hide much longer!” She yelled, her voice shaking. “Those pups are too strong. I hope rogues will not find them out any time soon Then… as if Scarlett’s words called the devil, I smelled danger before I saw the harbinger. Cassandra. She walked in without knocking, feeling proud as usual, her dress looking too fancy for the ‘dirty Omega quarters’ I was. Her sharp eyes were flipping around the room until they stopped on the cribs.

Isadora Montgomery stood infront of me pissed as ever. "Isadora I-" And she slapped me. More so slapped the words I wanted to say out of my mouth. "You stupid bitch! I knew you were after him. I fucking knew you had your eyes on him. He's the wrong man you said! So what? He's the right man for you? Have you looked at yourself in the mirror? You are a nobody. A golddigger. I tried to be nice to you. I lowered my ego and distaste for people like you, and made you my friend!"

“Now that you are of sane mind, would you like to see the little packages that I prepared for your witchy stepmother?” “Please,” Isabella laughed. Dragana took out her phone and began showing Isabella the short clips her IT guy had come up with. It was pure genius. Work of art. It would scare the living bejesus out of anyone, especially a culprit like Edith. “Oh, how I could see the hag's face each time she receives one of these.” Isabella was genuinely impressed. “Your story resembles the cliché h*llmark movies.”

I didn’t realize it before because I thoughts were clouded but he prepared a carriage before I even asked him to which is a little suspicious. “Let's just go to this witch, don’t start meaningless conversations.” Hunter replies a little too quickly and turns all his attention to his head. “This is your fault!” he murmurs and chuckle inwardly. WINTER Isador looks nothing like I remember. Her face looks old and tired and all her hair has fallen off. She has wrinkles all over her face an practically everywhere else, it’s like she aged seventy years in two days. She can’t even stand straight anymore. “Is this some kind of shape shifting trick?” I ask cautiously, I don’t need her getting angry an