Lady Irene Novels & Stories

She looked like someone whom I could trust. When we reached the garden, the soft fragrance of blooming roses embraced the air, creating a serene and enchanting atmosphere. Eirene was seated beneath an old oak tree, her graceful figure adorned in a flowing white gown, her long ebony hair cascading down her back. She turned her head, her almond-shaped eyes glimmering with warmth as she saw us approach. "Melina my dear, I'm so pleased and honored you decided to join me," Eirene greeted with a gentle smile her voice as soothing as a summer breeze.

Irene blinked, starting to feel awkward. “Oh. Right. Where are my manners? Girls, this is Lux Irene Mooncrest. She’s a genius. She’s beauty, body and brains. Selene’s favorite,” Gianna introduced her to the rest of the girls. Irene caught Yvette's nose flared up a bit but it was gone in a second. She must have smelled Alpha Hunter's scent on Irene. Anger flashed on her face but she quickly covered it with a pleasant smile. Irene is impressed by how quick Yvette hides her reactions.

Isabel on the other hand recalled the incident at the Greenwood pack. While she was in her lycan form fighting off the rogues, her vision enabled her to catch a glimpse of something from a distance. When she concentrated her vision on the object, she realized it was an extremely large rogue staring directly at her with a hostile glare, but that didn’t distract her from focusing on the war, as she killed every one of the filthy rogues she laid her hands on. But what left her flabbergasted and made her understand why they aimed for the Greenwood pack was after she was done killing the rogues and was ready to attack the large werewolf she assumed was the leader of the rogues, it reached her thr

“I am nice, '' I violently whispered back. “Mr. Anderson '' Vladim called out, gaining the couples attention “Kristen '' He smiled, lowering himself to place a kiss on the woman's face before firmly shaking the man's hand. I shot him a hand too, and hugged the woman. Her short bob hair complimented her broad shoulders, her almond eyes were soft and warm, and her smile, very inviting. She caressed my face and studied it for a few seconds before turning to Vladim. “Beautiful,” She grinned “What’s your name dear?” She asked. “Irene,” I responded, “Irene Caddel” “Oh, Brad Caddel’s daughter?” The man exclaimed and I nodded. “Wow! You didn’t tell us you were joining hands with the Caddels, son” He

"Whoever did this has no sense of morality. Why post it now? Just to make everyone misunderstand the chief?" The murmurs around them reached Eden’s ears. She stood there, coldly, swirling the wine in her glass with slender fingers, her dark eyes flashing with cold determination. Eden placed the wine glass on the table and turned to Ewan. "Get me a laptop." "Now?" Ewan asked, puzzled. Why wasn’t she rushing to handle this herself? Eden removed her heels and nodded. "Yes." She had never worn high heels before; she felt uncomfortable after standing for so long.

It was the largest living room I've ever seen, big enough to throw a party for two hundred people. " Israel darling, is that you?" Came a musical voice from the stairway. I glanced over my shoulder at the stairway and that's when I saw Irene. Irene was a shoulder length brunette. She was by far the hottest woman I've ever seen in my entire life, possessing big sized pair of bréasts and thick creamy thighs. I guess Israel does like his women thick and heavily endowed. She wore a revealing see through dress that clearly showed what was underneath. It's safe to say she wasn't wearing any bra or undies neither.

Irene stopped and slowly turned, but she did not dignify it with an answer. Ares had already reopened his book. The bastard did not even look at her. “Good night, Lady Valcieri.” She made it back to her room with what little dignity remained. Mr. Mustard was asleep, and she stood there for a minute with her hands on her hips. Irene climbed into bed and turned off the lamp. Then she lay there, wide awake and furious. Five minutes passed. Then ten. Ares’s voice returned in her head. Touch yourself.

Lydia called the name softly, she was scanning the document. “Yes, that's her name.” He continued, “What she found out has to do with all of you.” We listened with wrap attention as he told us all that had been found. Zoe was my sister and also Lydia's cousin. Irene is Zoe's biological mother. He told us about a pen and a laptop. Lydia went into the room to bring the laptop, and she called Zoe on her way back. The news shook us, it was unexpected. But the biggest was yet to come. “Irene is dead, she was murdered after giving birth by someone you all know.” He said, his face turned serious.

Where no one knew that she came from a filthy rich background. Jes look at herself in the mirror. Her blue eyes were hidden by green contact lenses. Her appearance had changed a lot since she left home. Her once blonde hairs were now brown and their length was up to her shoulders but thanks to the extensions that they fall just above her hips. She wearing a micro mini skirt with a backless black blouse that left nothing for imaginations. "Julie are you sure you want to do this?" Maddy asked nervously. "Jeez Maddy, stop being a pussy and if it helps, you can think that I'm just going to have premarital sex." Jes tried to lighten his mood.

I said and I cried when I remembered how happy Jack was that night "He was really happy that night. He just wanted love, he wanted a girlfriend" "I'm sorry. Liam really tried to save them" Darcy whispered "I'm going to fight him with the last breath that I have in me" Someone knocked on the door "Come in" I said and tried to wipe my tears away The lady that handed the book to me inside the hall stepped inside "I'm so sorry to disturb you your highness" she said "You can just call me Irene" "She is the priestess" Darcy whispered to me and smiled "I heard that" she said and smiled to Darcy