Portia Devorak Novels & Stories

she scoffed at Joseph and the mystery girl she'd never seen before. Joseph had lost all energy the moment he heard Portia insulting his wife and exposing all of her terrible actions. He didn't know what he would have done if it hadn't been for the girl by his side. "Tsk, tsk, it's exactly the same," Portia said as her glance passed by Joseph and settled on the girl dressed poorly, “before I got here, I used to dress like this. We seem to be following the same plot. You have to be the true new daughter. I am Portia, the mistress of the home."

When forced to use his only weapon, Julian bared his teeth and dipped his head towards Portia's throat. Adrian froze in place after biting off an oath as Larkin scowled at him with a dagger. Despite the fact that Portia's warm body was quivering against his, Julian believed she was trembling out of wrath rather than fear. He grumbled, "You ought to have listened to her. A predator out there is much more dangerous than I am. Valentine Cardew is her full name. The vampire who changed into Duvalier that evening in the hellfire club was she. She inherited all of his power and the souls he had kidnapped when you killed him. She will not stop until Portia is killed now that she knows who she is.

I was more determined than that though, I'd go all night if I had too. It was 3 am and Max was passed out on the sofa. Still no sign of a single Megestanis, but I had found Postestas Loren's mate. Her name was written as Donatia Chiaramonti Loren and unlike every other name, it was in red ink. Her birth date, April 16th 44 AD, was also in red. "Max , wake up," I said. "Bloody hell, Max! I said wake up!" I repeated after he didn't reply.

She was surprised at the revelation. Rebecca shook her head and wore a smile. "My father isn't part of the nobles. He is a fisherman and my mother, a housewife. Life wasn't easy for us. We all had to do our part. Let me let you in on a little secret." She said frankly. Zita listened keenly to her. "I once worked as a maid in the palace." She added. Zita had her hand over her mouth and gasped. "My mistress, a maid?"

she inquired tentatively, her voice barely above a whisper. Donovan's gaze shifted to the girl, his expression remaining impassive. "I am Donovan Garrett," he replied simply. "President of the Student Union Government, Wilberforce Island University. And Boma is my wife." The serving personnel exchanged puzzled glances, sure of the significance of the title. But they had always assumed Boma's husband, if she had one, would be someone unassuming, like her. As far as they were concerned, she wasn't important. She was there partaking in the punishments just like everyone else. It would be safe to even assume she might be among the poorest staff, the way she acted like her whole life depended on

We walked to the club entrance and were stopped by a guy who looked a bit older than us. “ids please?” I didn’t have my id and I knew the club was for 21 and above so it would have been useless. Olivia smirked “excuse me? I’m Olivia Lopez and this is Camila Santiago” the guy’s eyes widened and he apologized profuse. He quickly let us in.

~Portia~ I’ve been dreading today for weeks now. I hate that I have to go back home, but I have no choice. My name is Portia Colby, but I go by Tia. I’m a part of the Emerald Lake pack, where my father is the head warrior, and my mother is a pack doctor. I have older twin sisters that are the apple of everyone’s eye. They are four years older than me and my father’s favorite. He dotes on them and spoils them. To him, they are his everything, and I’m just a mistake.

she said, as she looked Laura up and down. Taking note, Laura thought to herself, of her not-stick thin figure. Compared to Portia, she felt like a different species all together. “Portia also works at our company,” Angelo interjected. “She’s a finance and economics whiz.” “Oh?” said Laura. She also took note of the woman’s intensely green eyes, framed by dramatic black false eyelashes. “So, how do you two know each other?” Portia asked, boldly steering the conversation where she wanted it to go.

"Let's give it up... to the Herald of Dexo Fernia, the shadow assassin! The daughter of Hikaris himself… VERONICA!" Chest out, shoulders back, I walked out of the dark and turned my gaze to every corner of the coliseum, and with a devilish grin on my lips, I raised my weapon and they screamed my name… just how I want them to. "And her challenger..." the announcer paused for a while, I crossed my arms and everyone went silent, patiently waiting until, "another daughter of Hikaris, the Mistress of Dexo Fernia, Elspeth!"