Jean Gunnhildr Novels & Stories

I wave goodbye and she drives away. ************************************** I get into the school find my way to my locker. I'm surprised I didn't even have to ask for directions. I pack my stuff in it and stay only with my calculus text book. The first class we have today. Oh boy, I love calculus... "Is that your real hair??" A girl says from behind me with a shriek. I turn around and meet a beautiful tall brunette with glasses on dressed in tight Jeans and a cute crop top. "um yeah..." I answer her nervously..

Roman answers almost immediately “Also, look at his hands, his eyes. There are no patches on his hands, and his eyes are brown today. My theory was correct, this isn't who he is.” “ Then the real question is, who the hell is he?” “That's what we're going to find out, babe,” I say, tapping his hands on my thighs. Lucien wraps up his speech and a Fabbri Best-Grade gun is brought out, shit is expensive and fucking rare. The woman in the red dress from earlier kicks the bidding on.

Offering a military salute by crossing their hands over their chest they stood facing her. Jelena Savage was not as old as one would expect from the leader of an entire race. She was only 17, even younger than Axel by a whole two years! Her hair was braided just above both her ears, her eyes watched coldly like a hawk and inside them, one could sense ruthlessness emanating from her whole being. Her voice was a bat match for her personality, she sounded nothing like who she was. This was a strong woman, who ruled with fear and an iron fist.

Of all the beauty, hers was the most divine. Her purple eyes gleamed with her grey armor as she rose from the ashes, did her purple gaze shine with her tears or her enemy’s blood? They were afraid to call her by her name……. Athena. I am Athena Raven Lark, and this is my Story.

She says, and I hear the pounding of my heart, I sniff, holding back tears. "It wrecked my entire existence that you had no reason to live. It's you, Viola, you are the fairest of us all, I named my baby girl after you, and it shakes me to the core that you didn't see yourself the way I see you. You don't like you, you don't want you." She exhales, out of breathe, but continues after.

His voice barely above whispers as he steps down the stairs, the stairs creaking under his weight. "The marriage will hold." "Congratulations Miss Daisy for winning my son's heart." Mr Gilbert Roberto said, as he shook Daisy Hunter's hand smiling gleefully. "Gilbert! What's the meaning of this…"

The doorbell rang. Chantelle froze, her heart pounding in her chest. She heard her cousin Isabella get up to open the door. She couldn't hear what was being said, but she heard the sound of someone else coming into the house. After a few moments, her uncle came back into the kitchen, followed by his wife. "Chantelle," Rosemary her uncle's wife called out. "Yes ma" She answered."

The pilot takes my luggage out and leaves it on the ground next to my cousin. “You can come out now. I see no danger.” – my cute cousin says through mind-link. And I obey my former alpha-to-be one last time. I had a simple outfit. I chose not to wear the most daring outfits that I like so much. I didn't want to look too modern in my presentation in my pack. The Moon Goddess is my witness to how I like my outfits, but today I'm wearing light blue jeans, ripped above the right knee, a tight white T, which I tucked into my jeans, a jacket the same color as the jeans, that I tied at the waist. It was hot to wear it. White Jordans, a white belt, and finally, my favorite adornments, small round ea

Lena's POV. “You are nothing but a clown I raised. You will die worthless and nobody will think you ever existed, not me, not even Dominic,” Elaine fumed at me with a knife in her hand. I pulled back breathing rapidly. She launched at me, screaming furiously, and I ran in any direction, my heart throbbed and my hands trembled. She was a few inches from thrusting the weapon at me when I tripped on my feet and fell to the ground.