Nesta X Eris Novelas e Histórias

Erus asked me to lay on the bed, but like the stubborn mule that I am, I only sat on it. Erus' assistant has been asked to keep an eye on me. He keeps stealing glances at me from the corner of the door. He asked me if I wanted something to drink like five times. Soon, Erus returns into the room with a doctor. “Good evening, Miss Naya.” He puts on his gloves as he comes towards me. “What? What's going on?” I look from Erus to the doctor. “You are going to be examined, Naya.” Erus says. “You have been behaving very annoying these past days and I am forced to think something has been triggering some weird hormones inside of you…”

I shuddered at the thought of my theory being wrong and disappearing into the maze. “That sounds awful.” “It is,” he replied and sighed. “In the west, it is something at the borders of the woods, close to the altar of chaos, which belongs to Eris, the goddess of discord. It is surrounded by a part of the Xatri River, which is a murky, dark river with currents too powerful for how shallow it seems.” “Every path to this barrier sounds dangerous.”

His breath was warmly fanning my face, and then his lips slowly came down to capture mine. “Have you ever told me what I should call you?” I whispered in the middle of our small kisses. He chuckled for a moment as he looked into my eyes. “You can call me whatever you want, Xerra,” he answered. His kiss went deeper and hungrier this time that it seemed to blow my mind, making my knees weak. It made me want more and more of him.

"Eris — ah — Eris, please —" "Yes…" Eris's voice was muffled by skin and moans. "Say it again, love. Let them all know who makes you fall apart." Her tongue circled, slow and maddening, never in the same place twice. She teased, tasted, then withdrew just enough to build another gasp, another curse on Aria's lips. One hand pressed firmly on Aria's stomach to hold her still — though trembling was inevitable — and the other toyed with her breast, thumb brushing over a taut, needy nipple.

Vanessa quickly said to Eric, the second after she had stolen a glance at Xavier’s face. “But it wasn't a joke at all, Nessa. I was serious. One’s face can only blush like your face when they are in love, or when their hearts are beating for someone special. Or when they are shy. Or when they are confused. I know you, Nessa. You're not the shy type at all, and right now, you don't look confused. So, it could only mean one or two things. Your heart is beating for Xavier, either because you love him, or because you see him as someone special. That explains why your face is red as a tomato”. Eric's bold statement caused Derek to secretly give him a thumbs up.

He ignored her reaction and said directly, "Please tell your cousin Aimee and that Finnley guy not to bother me anymore. Since we have nothing to do with each other, let's not interfere in each other's lives." Strangely, Xena felt disappointed by his words. "I'll tell them." … A day passed, and as night fell, a luxurious estate on the outskirts of Canraville bustled with activity. This was the venue for Ernest's birthday celebration, and Felix had just arrived. As he stepped out of the car, a Bentley pulled up, and Nala got out of the car with Yvonne. Felix wondered if Ernest also invited her, but he shrugged off that thought.

Nerissa led Joe, Bryan, and Madissa to a mergirl with a baby blue tail, continuing their introductions and exploration of the vibrant gathering. "This is Nerina, she's 14," Nerissa signed as they approached the young mermaid. Nerina was wearing a small strappy white dress that matched her baby blue tail and baby blue hair. Joe and Bryan couldn't help but notice the striking resemblance between Nerina and Selena, with Nerina appearing slightly younger. Nerissa turned to her sister and signed, "Nerina, this is our mates, Joe and Bryan." Nerina wrinkled her nose, then locked eyes with Nerissa and signed flatly, "Mother told me not to talk to them." With that, Nerina swiftly swam away, leaving J

He looked at Eris with a tight frown. “On her eighteenth birthday…” Xanth was saying but he stopped when Ryder held a hand up to stop him. “This isn’t just about rescuing a princess of Dragonsbane from here, or is it, Eris Dumieres of Deltora?” He said, approaching the man one step at a time.