Percy X Reyna 소설 & 이야기

Marcia said, rocking her neck from side to side, cracking once loudly per side. “I get out just in time to come see you win the final battle!” Nessa said excitedly, “Who are you going to stomp on?” “Lacey” Rex replied in a casual tone. “Ah, damn, that sucks” Nessa said, her excitement waning a little at the news, “Still think you’ll win.” “Before I leave, please young prince, I do not wish to have to be sewing pieces of young miss Lacey back together” Percus said, raising an eyebrow at Rex before leaving.

A grin curved onto my lips on the realization that I'm about to be the strongest being on Dexo Fernia – and soon be crowned as their queen. Holding my double-bladed swallow on my left hand, I walked through the only barrier keeping me locked outside the coliseum. Emotionless I waited for it to be removed out of my sight and the cheers grew louder every second. And as the wood barrier was slowly removed, those cheers just grew even louder. "VERONICA! GO VERONICA! GO VERONICA!!" I held my head high when I was called. "Let's give it up... to the Herald of Dexo Fernia, the shadow assassin! The daughter of Hikaris himself… VERONICA!"

My mom winked at me. Lucian just chuckled at this exchange. "Mom. This is Lucian. Lucian, my mom." I introduced them. "Good to see you, Lucian." Mom grinned like a little girl who had been offered candy. "You too, Mrs. Morgan." "Kyla. Just call me Kyla." Mom corrected. "Happy birthday, sunshine," Lucian whispered in my ear before pecking my cheeks. I think I was competing with a tomato at that point, in front of everyone.

the guy with the wavy blonde hair jokes once we’re within earshot. Reid leans in toward me, slipping an arm around my shoulders. “Don’t listen to Jax,” he murmurs teasingly. “He’s just salty that so many of these females can kick his ass.” “I heard that,” Jax calls, shooting Reid a glare. He slides his gaze over to me. “For the record, Serena, that’s not true.” “Sure it isn’t,” the Jason Momoa lookalike chuckles, tucking Astrid under his arm.

I already knew a new path to Reyna's destruction — a path far larger, far more powerful, than merely influencing a single client or a single job. If I could make Seraphina Ashford despise Reyna, the entire Ashford dynasty would turn against her. And if that happened, there would be no place left for Reyna to hide. I took Rio's hand, guiding him back toward my own car while my other hand curled into a tight fist. This time, I would not fail. "Just wait for your downfall, Reyna Valeria," I whispered softly, a cold smile spreading across my lips. "I will break you, so completely that you will never be able to rise again."

I searched his eyes for an answer, but whatever it was lay deep in his heart, a place I couldn’t reach with just my eyes. “She was brought back to life,” he revealed. “Elena?” My heart hammered as her name escaped my mouth. “No, Rhoda. She was returned from the dead by the moon goddess. And now my brother won’t rest until he finds her killer,” he answered. It was more relieving to hear Rhoda was back to life than Elena. Not that it did any good for both of us, but at least, it wouldn’t be on my side to struggle from the beginning again. I sighed, shaking my head as thoughts evaded it. “So what’s going happen. Everything’s in place, you need to do something,”

Humans got rid of all witches by burning them at the stake during the reckoning but I ran out of town with nowhere to go. Years ago I had come back to the very same town that Katherine had died, I was made duke even though some people knew I was a vampire they employed my help for different jobs they could not do themselves. You could say that I was some sort of assassin. It was for a job that I had gone to the manor of the Pedros and that was when I had seen Guinevere, she was a replica of Katherine. I had heard of reincarnation but never had I believed that it was possible, now she was grown into the woman that Katherine was before she died and her scent was irresistible. I know she is not

Carlos tried to console Reyna further, but she shrugged him off. She had mentally switched off as Reyna, she was now Mrs. Hernandez, ruthless Mafia queen. “I’m fine, I refuse to wallow in self-pity”, her words were stern and callous. “So, what is the reason you decided to come to the States, clearly something must be seriously wrong. I know you hate leaving Europe.” Glaring at him, waiting for a response. He was now talking to his queen and not his sister-in-law, her air of authority prevalent.

His baritone voice slicing through Reina's thoughts. “Xavier?” Reina murmured, her voice barely above a whisper as she blinked her eyes open, trying to focus on the blurry figure ahead. Panic washed over her as the realization set in. “No, you shouldn't have come,” she said, a tremor in her voice as worry tightened in her chest for Xavier's safety. However, Xavier thought otherwise, he believed that Reina despised him so deeply that she would have preferred to endure her predicament alone rather than accept his help.