Lothíriel Novels & Stories

I was just Annie, but I had eyes. The journey back to Silver Sword territory took exactly three long days. Every step was like a mountain to crush. My twins, Leo and Laman, were only eight months old, and they already had too much power even with their small bodies. Very quickly in the morning, I strapped tight against my chest and back in soft cloth slings. Their warmth pressed into my skin, but their strong Alpha scent was filling me up. I applied herbs to their clothes instantly, to keep them safe from danger.

But i still picked the call anyways. "Hi, please are you by anyways, Miss Selene Woods?" - A feminine voice came from the other end, soft, polite and yet, straight to the point. "Yes, i am she!!. How may i be of help to you?" - I replied in a wary tone. "Great!!. My name is Anne Moreau, i'm a manager at Livelia entertainment and also a friend of the professor." - She introduced herself briefly, her tone filled with strict professionalism. " Oh..." - I gasped.

Her boots barely touched the ground as she walked—hovering slightly with each step. From the east gate, Lystrielle emerged like a ghost blooming from vines. Her skin glowed with a strange pearlescent sheen, and her long green robes flowed like silk spun from leaves and shadows. Thorny vines wrapped around her arms like bracelets, shifting with her emotions. Her hair, white with green tips, floated behind her as if moved by a breeze only she could feel. They reached the center, facing one another across a space filled with invisible tension. Kaelith spoke first, her voice low and sharp. “Let’s make it clean.”

“You can stay as long as you like, courtesy of my husband to be and I.” Sylvia, the fox king's daughter, offered in smiles. I sensed she said it in a bid to spite me. Sylvia was a smallish Fox, her golden locs cascading like sunlight over her shoulders. With grace and power intertwined, she commanded the attention of all who beheld her. Her regal presence, though diminutive in stature, emanated an aura of authority that left no doubt of her sovereignty . Her gaze met mine, piercing yet gentle.

I say as I finally breathe out after he leaves and I know for sure that he is out of earshot. This is not good. I quickly call my best friend, Judith as she has all the gossip in town. I ask her about Joseph Lachlan because I was curious now. I needed to know more about him. She had never seen his picture but everyone in the country had heard a lot about him. Joseph’s mother, Cecilia, married a poor man, who her family did not approve of and she was banished. Soon, they split up and Cecilia was left with no money and a child. Her father, Theodore, agreed to take them back if she apologized and then, married a man of his choice.

Lily asked sounding scared but just then the old lady walked in, and Lily looked at her strangely. "Who are you?" she asked. "Joe, leave us first," the old lady said "Granny my name is Joshua, not Joe," Joshua said rather unhappy. "You wish, now be a good lad and leave us," said the old lady. Joshua left the room and Lily was left with the old lady. She walked slowly with her stick and sat on the chair next to Lily. Lily was silent, sweating and very afraid. The old lady frowned when she saw the sweat on Lily's forehead. She opened the cupboard next to Lily's bed, brought out a ceramic plate and placed it on the table next to Lily's bed. She then took a match and lit a candle she brought. Sh

And the color of my skin never hides when I blush so it's always hard. "What's your name?" Now he stood right beside me leaning on the basin and looking down at me. Okay, how the hell was he this tall? I looked like a minor in front of him. This was so unfair. And not to forget his deep baritone voice. It was so smooth just like butter. Ew Arabella really? "Arabella" I replied. He hummed before folding his hands and damn I almost swooned. I accidentally glanced at the tattoo on the back of his left shoulder. It had wings and it between were two initials.

Aileen replied, almost whispering to the wind. "I see." The lady with red hair and gray eyes, like Scheriziel, smiled wickedly. The lady smiled because she smelled something interesting about the girl in front of her. "Anyway, let me introduce myself. It's a pleasure to meet you, ladies, especially you," she added and stared at Aileen. She cleared her throat and resumed, "I'm Khaleesi." "The pleasure is mine. My name is Ai- I mean Scheriziel. And this is my trusted friend Athena." The queen was nervous and had almost slipped her real name.

Her upright posture, her soft smile. “That’s the strongest Archmage in history... the lead ambassador and the main figure who initiated the peace treaty,” Theodore whispered. He almost finished his words to tell him who that woman was, but Liam cut his words with his own. The man whispered with his heavy throat... “Cynthia Delaroche.” ---- Note:

Adeleid, one of the Sotiras members and ranked 3rd frowned slightly at President Knox arrogant words. As Gray introduction was finished, Adeleid also have a big and bold characters popping up beside her, following suit at introducing herself. Name: Adeleid Merri Age: 22 years old System: System Dhalia Ability: Frost Snow Sword Origin: Dhalia Home Town Frozen Lake Rarity: Scarce Identity: Sotiras HS3 Special Circumstances: Babying System Original World: Earth ‘Not a Transmigrator. Sotiras Strongest Hero Swordswoman’