Lady Irene Novels & Stories

She says as I slump my shoulders, knowing that I wouldn’t be able to convince them otherwise. --- As I step inside the grand hotel, I am taken aback. It looked like a queen was getting married. Well, have you seen Eleanor? She is a goddamn queen. But I didn’t think Hank could afford such a grand money, I am guessing she is rich. I look down at my sundress which looked very simple compared to the people surrounding me. I thought the dinner and celebration was at 8 pm. “Oh my god, Emily, you are here.” I see this beautiful, tall woman gracefully walking towards me with her tight red dress.

It was almost always entertaining to converse with him. "I hope your uncle will manage to be sensible over the issue..." Sir Nicholas was saying before stopping and in a different and quieter tone of voice said, "Devil take it; Lady Spode has spotted us. Why are you so blasted tall, and why does she have to be your sister-in-law?" Darcy repressed his own sigh once he saw Lady Spode, the former Caroline Bingley, heading their way. "I prefer to think of her as my sister-in-law's sister-in-law," he said quietly.

at him, with a smile on my cheeks. ~ LUCA pov There was something about her. Iris. Even her name sounded beautiful. She brought this feeling of tranquility and had a warm and homely aura to her. She wasn't tall, a brunette, neither was she a blonde haired girl. No, she was petite, curves in the right places with short curly natural hair, which were dyed burgundy. Full lips that were a light shade of pink, which were just on his jaw, beautiful big doe brown eyes, which always shone with happiness. A slim waist that complemented her thick thighs and hips. With a brown caramel skin shade, which shone under the cool lights of the moonlight at the party where we had our first encounter.

“The Bronithe..” “What will happen in the Bronithe?” Finrod held to her hand, waiting for her answer. “I saw the Virsathen, it was glowing. I felt it worried and frightened. And I saw the Queen Aera; she was running away like the rest of the aristocrats. I don’t know why or from whom. Some of the warriors were poised to attack. And Ellaine,” Yntreia stopped. “Ellaine was at the center of the commotion. Someone, for some reason, wants her.”

Tell the chef to get me a plate of fruits. Kate nodded and left the parlor. *** Irene stood in front of the gigantic gates, her hand holding her luggage as her eyes stared at the beautiful sight in front of her, a sweet smile on her lips. There was no-one by the gate but she could see the guards walking around. She could remember the last time she came here; she didn't even get to look around the environment then because she was in a panic. So this was the place her sister lived? She lived like a queen. Irene thought. She imagined the maids doing all the work in the house while she would just have to eat and sleep and gaze at the beautiful face of her husband. She bit her tongue as she thoug

Astrid This person looked a lot like Damon!? “Damon!” I called out but he shook his head negatively. “I am not Damon, I am Ace, a new employee looking forward to working with you” I smiled as I walked out of the place. Arriving at the restaurant for he reserved a lady walked up to me and asked “Are you Miss Eleanor?” I nodded with a smile on my face and she led me to meet Calvin. “You are here already? Have a seat!” He said and took out a seat for me he was acting like such a gentleman.

My guards stepped aside and a woman entered, moving like a shadow given form. She was dressed in sleek black from head to toe—fitted trousers, a high-collared coat, and boots that didn’t make a sound as she walked. Her hair was long and straight, cascading down her back like dark silk. Her expression was calm, composed, almost too perfect. Around her neck hung a single obsidian pendant etched with glowing silver runes. She stopped a few feet from me and offered a shallow bow. “Lord Hades,” she said. “I am Irene. A witch, and a loyal confidant of Gamma Celeriac.”

“Move it to the right, Rene. I need it to be the first thing people notice immediately they get in.” Well, she already succeeded at that because it was the first thing I noticed. I already felt like stabbing her to death merely by standing here for a few minutes. Irene tried to get me killed and she got away with it. “Perfect.” Irene suddenly clapped, staring at the large portrait of herself on the white walls. In the portrait, she wore a revealing dress that showed slight parts of her bosoms and there was a silt that exposed her thighs as well. Who wouldn't know she was planning to seduce Mikhail?

It’s time. Her fingers drummed on the polished wood desk, a rhythm matched only by her heartbeat. She thought of Kieran and Lyana, their arrogance, their smug laughter as they flaunted wealth that wasn’t truly theirs. They believed themselves untouchable, untethered from consequences, but they hadn’t counted on her. Not really. Not when she was Iridina—the name that carried power, influence, and the ability to erase anyone’s control over their fortunes in an instant. Irene leaned back, letting her eyes drift to the framed documents stacked neatly on her desk—legal papers she had acquired weeks ago, painstakingly forged with precision and timing. Every line, every signature, every clause had

She asked The maid nodded her head."she is not back yet. She maybe having some classic meeting with some people. On her cellphone," she quickly added it. The door went opened and then lady Irene was inside. Seeing lady Regina is what she never wanted to see at this moment. "Good evening, lady Irene?" Regina said and revealing her front teeth. "Evening lady Regina." Irene replied smiling "You, ho, go and serve a food to the slaves. You know how you do it before." Irene said to the maid