Novel & Cerita Potter Seselina

The sorceress' structure started to move, her highlights twisting and mutilating as she released a dim, eldritch power that I had never seen. "Silly young lady," Selene growled, her voice extending and misshaping. "You figure your forsaken sorcery can stop me?" I staggered back, my eyes augmenting in dread as Selene's body kept on changing, her appendages prolonging and her elements curving into something both barbaric and alarming.

Dean nodded again, his attention solely on the cookies as he didn't spare the lady a glance. "Then shall we have a talk?." - She stared at me, her eyes peering through the lens of her glasses. "Certainly." She walked over to the sofa, taking a seat before patting the space beside her. "Sit with me for a while." Dragging my legs along, i plopped my butt next to her with hands clasped together- uncertain about what she truly wanted to discuss. "Selene, right?. Your name is Selene, isn't it?"

Selene throws a couple of clothes in a small bag, no worrying about any hygiene products. She didn't care how she looked anymore, all she cared about is finding a dark hole to crawl into. She runs back to the sitting room, where Nathaniel and Heather remain. Nathaniel is throwing some potions around the room, reciting under his breath. Selene sits next to Heather, but the human pulls away from her. "Heather?" Selene feels a stab of pain at Heather's rejection.

But instead, all she did was warn me. Damn it! After using too much of that silver potion, it somehow wore my senses off. I could barely tell the fluctuation in her pheromones. And it made me easily distracted. This damn witch! She definitely understated the side effects of this potion. Anyway, Selina seemed determined to come back to work. Fine, I would get her a laid-back position. After a while, she would find it boring and give up, then go back to being a full-time housewife.

Standing up shakily, she shouted in the direction of the doorway, “Princess Minerva! The two of them are thieves! Thieves from South City. This is Sebastian’s daughter, and she’s his wife. Do you know who she is? She’s your father’s greatest enemy!” Minerva: “…” She was about to explode because of Aino’s curses. But, just as she was about to explode, Minerva noticed the state Selene was in and laughed so hard she could not stand up straight. “Haha! Hahahaha! This is so funny! Selene, are you trying to make me laugh till I die! You… Excuse me, are you Selene Lynn?” “Minerva Payne!” Selene shouted furiously.

“And no, that is not what I meant. I am talking about the ones the big boss himself hires. Lord Cel’theren does not involve himself often, but when he does, the girls he selects are... exceptional. They are experts. Confident and entitled. And they damn well own up to it.” Her eyes roamed over me, clearly confused. “You are stunning—maybe more beautiful than all the rest. But you look scared. Hesitant. Nervous, even. He told us you were experienced. But something about you…” She shook her head slowly. “There is this innocence you carry that does not make sense.” She saw too much. I looked away, jaw clenched tight. “So odd,” Sesora muttered, more to herself than to me. Then she straightened a

The potion I’d been using to suppress it was hidden there. I rushed back, heart racing. But the second I opened the door, I froze. Queen Celine was inside, and she wasn’t alone. A wolf stood beside her. It was a stranger. Definitely an omega, but not from our pack, I’d never seen him before. I bowed slightly. “Good morning, Luna.” She didn’t answer right away. Her eyes scanned me from head to toe.Then her lips curved in that cold smile I hated. “You don’t look well, Selvara.”

Under the fiery gaze of the envious gaze, I walked out of the washing kitchen, but instead of going to report my crime, I went to meet the useless healer who gave me the problematic potion. Seeing him maintaining his garden, my eyes darkened, and the urge to stab him with the broken plate flickered through my mind for a moment. I shook my head, pushing down the thought. The healer still had his use... He also noticed my presence and turned around. He frowned when he looked at me. "Selene?" He asked, seemingly wondering if he was right or not. "I'm Selena," I replied, rolling my eyes at him. He looked at the broken plates in my hands and then at my wrist, only then did he relax and approach.

I froze, jaw tightening. Selina. Daughter of Elder Godric. Heir to one of the oldest and richest houses in Blue Ridge. And until last week, the one everyone assumed would become my mate. She stepped forward, wrapped in shimmering silver and spite, her pale eyes raking over Kieran with all the subtlety of a knife. “I always knew the Moon Goddess had a sense of humor. But this? An omega?” She laughed, light and cruel. “Tell me, did you use a spell? Or something less… magical?”

Two fluffy silver fox ears sprouted atop his head like mischievous antennae of divine gossip. “Oh no no no—!” he gasped, quickly slapping a leaf on his head with practiced panic. The leaf shimmered once, and the ears vanished. He looked around, cheeks puffed in embarrassment. Good. No witnesses. Not even that creepy vending machine ghost. Yin coughed, smoothing down his hair with faux dignity. “Anyway, yes. She’s definitely the one. Nexus’s whole ‘the land shall choose the spirit-bearing flame born in rust’ nonsense? Yeah. Selena literally works in Vermillion Cyberspace. Couldn’t get more prophetic if it slapped us.”