Nemesis-lacroix Novels & Stories

"Then I have no other choice but to fight against you, My Queen." "TRY ME, THEN." "Please don't blame me for what happens next, My Queen." Leonard bowed respectfully to his Queen, regret and anger, as well as sadness, painted his pale now face as he took a fighting stance in front of Rhea. Rhea growled at him, flying up to the sky. Their swords were out. The scene was bloody and doomed from the beginning. Rhea would never be able to save them, nor avenge them at that time. There were more than five hundred white-tailed foxes dead because of Ajax and she couldn't bear the loathing she felt in her icy heart.

Her eyes, sharp, bright violet, scanned us one by one with the cool precision of someone who had survived centuries. Esme inhaled sharply, her voice trembling. “…No. It can’t be.” Koa muttered, “Who the hell...?” Valerius’s voice dropped to a whisper of reluctant respect: “Seraphine LaRoux. The Fallen Witch of the French Quarter.” My pulse stumbled.

“I didn’t mean to.” “And yet you did,” said the Nemor Lunae, her voice almost caressingly tender. “You called for power, little one. I gave it to you. But now you deny me; you seek to oppose me.” "She doesn't fight alone," Alec said, stepping forward. His voice was a low growl. “Ah,” mused the Nemor Lunae, her gaze shifting to Alec. “Protective, possessive, desperate to prove your worth. But tell me this: would you still stand beside her if she chose another over you?”

For some reason, when Dominic mentioned the name Victor Laroux, an unusual expression appeared on his usually impassive face—a rare expression of disgust. It was a deep-seated disgust that emanated from the depths of his bones. Riley was taken aback but didn't miss Dominic's expression. He simply pretended not to notice and continued, "That's correct. Victor Laroux A.K.A Victor La Rosa is indeed our master. Both Alessia and I inherited our medical skills from him. Alessia's medical skills surpass mine. After studying for so many years, Alessia still hasn't completely resolved Elle's fetal poison. I think it's necessary to find him. After all, when Alessia lost her memory, she was with him. H

“You think I can stop Lorenzo? You think reason works on a man who only listens to blood and loyalty? He’s stubborn, and when he wants something, or someone, he doesn’t stop. And right now, what he wants is to tear into Xavier’s world. That includes your Luna. That includes you if you don’t play it smart. You are giving my brother reasons to deem you an enemy, and trust me, I saw it in his eyes, he does not like your presence. And you be a fool to give him a reason to get rid of you.” Maxine’s lips trembled, tears pooling at the edge of her lashes. “Then let me go. Please. I’ll disappear. I’ll leave everything, the pack, the firm, the city. You will never hear of me again. No one will see me

He has very strong control over himself. 'Croxus' Aurora sighs, 'His wolf is Croxus, his beautiful' Aurora sighs, 'I want him Armina' she says sadly. 'What about Leon?' I ask sadly, 'I care for Leon, and his wolf Jensen has been reaching out to me, but it doesn't feel the same Armina, he doesn't feel like mine' I know what she means. A small part of me wants Leon, yet it isn't the same connection I feel just standing in the same room as Nathanial.

Nick~ She leveled me with a stare, and the tilt of her head, too. "I wasn't sure I could trust you then." Ouch! My face flushed, and my shoulders tensed from the bite in her words. Though I deserved them, that didn't make them any less impactful. Not having a response, I shifted in my chair and rubbed the back of my neck before focusing on Kyle. "Luccese must not know that Detective Gibson is Harley Steel, his intended mate, nor that Ian's plans for Harley have changed."

"Who are you?" The woman inhaled deeply. "My name is Lena Delacroix." Nicholas froze when he got to Cassie's side. Cassie felt a knot in her stomach as she questioned “Delacroix. As in Victor Delacroix? Nicholas's former adversary?” Lena gave Nicholas a quick look. "I'm his daughter." The room fell silent in shock. Cassie and Nicholas looked at each other, and then Cassie moved forward. "What is this about?"

Chapter 90: It’s too Heavy “Yes, I remember his name, Rose. I remember his name vividly; his name is Michael,” Maureen turned to Rose and said. “But I don’t think he is the real enemy, but if you can find him, then you can find your real enemy, who is so engrossed in ending you,” Maureen replied with shaky voice. Rose and Sofia gave each other a quick stare before turning to Maureen again. “Real enemy!” they chimed in unison, and Maureen nodded.