Novel & Cerita Potter Seselina

Selene ignores the lustful looks he gives her and steps in "Woah, you seem to have gone overboard to meet up with me, Mr Hank." She says scornfully at the expensively furnished living room. of course he didn't notice the scorn in her voice. Fvckin dimwit. She sees the cabinet and strides towards it. "I love expensive things Selene" He says and chortles. Selene pours drink into the wine glasses and she brings out the vial, pouring the deadly liquid into it and sits it on the counter.

“There’s something I need to tell you, something I should have told you long ago.” He said nothing, seemed waiting, his unwavering patience urging me to continue. I took a deep breath, my hands trembling slightly as I set my glass down. “Silas, I am not just another wolf. I’m not even mortal. I am Selena, the Moon Goddess.” His expression froze, his breath catching as the weight of my words settled between us. I waited, bracing myself for rejection, for anger, for disbelief. But none of those came. Instead, he leaned forward, his gaze piercing into mine.

The grand throne room emptied in a matter of frantic seconds. Killian moved first, a blur of golden Alpha energy leading the vanguard. Seraphina followed immediately behind him, her hands still faintly glowing with the remnant sparks of her healing magic. Selena hurried after them, cradling the silver-swaddled infant, Lady Luna, tightly against her chest plate, while Kael drew his broadsword with a sharp, metallic ring. Morwen walked unusually fast for someone who spent half her mornings loudly complaining about the dampness in her knees.

- she pointed at the guests. At the same time Selene finally looked at their faces. One of the men seemed familiar to her. -"That's the same dark haired guy from the cafe!"- she suddenly realized. The boy also looked at her surprised, but he was clearly pleased with this coincidence. - Let me introduce everyone to you one by one.- Meredith walked slowly towards the guests. First, she approached a woman with shoulder length, brown hair, green eyes, athletic body and medium height.- This is the Head of the Council of Sorceresses, Elisabeth Spelling. She is two thousand one hundred years old, her additional gift is the ability to manipulate emotions. She leads the Council and makes sure that ev

"Intelligente Mademoiselle Selina. As expected of a member of the Hayes family, your intuition is sharp." A menacing aura is emitting from Selina, as a sign of warning not to mess with her using the name of family. The owner faintly smiles at Selina, "I can assure you that I’m not your enemy, at least for now. Therefore, please cease your hostile look away Miss Selina." "Who are you? How did you know my family member?" Selina asks her. "My name is Yelena. That’s all I can say for now. Years ago, I met someone with the surname Hayes, and you truly resemble him in terms of having sharp intuition and always being precautious."

This female was Selina Jules, one of my most enchanting seductresses. Selina Jules was a beautiful young woman, brown eyes and brown hair, perfect body proportions and skin that glittered like snow. This was the perfect woman I gave Selina instructions to make the Alpha fall deeply in love with her in order to make him push that annoying girl away, Selina was sent off and I knew she wouldn’t possibly fail.

Alastor suddenly paused, glancing back to the direction which he just came from, a strange look passing over his face for a brief moment before it settled into a look of stubborn determination, one that often get him, his twin and Harry in trouble, “...I mean, what do we know about Proserpina?” “Honestly? Not much,” Sean answered with a shrug, “Just what I told you. She's a relatively new minor goddess, after all.” “Sean... please, you do not call my mate a 'minor' goddess,” Alastor grumbled, one of his eye twitching in irritation. “Oh, wow…” Harry whistled, completely amazed, floored, astounded–ah whatever’s the word, “...now you even sound as whipped as the old man.”

I blinked a few times and before I even knew it, I was back in the theatre room. "What you just experienced is the level four of this game. And only three of you stayed alive 'til the end. Congratulations, you have conquered level four of the Suicide Cup. A friendly reminder everyone, each one of us has that one person that could distract us from reality. And I hope you'll find that person before you decided to end your misery." the speaker went off after that and a silhouette appeared on the screen, it's probably the Domina. "Hello, my dear pupils..." it said using a voice changer. I wonder why she's hiding her identity.

"And what of the witches? They revel in his torment, do they not?" Selene nodded, her hands curling into fists on her lap, her silver nails gleaming like blades in the starlight. "They do," she said, her voice low and dangerous. "His suffering feeds their twisted rituals, their hunger for chaos. They will pay for their interference. No one touches what is mine without consequence."

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?