Primrose Everdeen Novels & Stories

" He was talking with Emily, saying I love you’s and that he would marry her. And that he didn’t want to live without her. Drake was crying. The ruthless alpha king was crying out his emotions. The door suddenly opened. Leia, Millie, Lilac, and Dillon came rushing toward the alpha and were shocked by what they saw. "A-Alpha... the future queen..." Lilac couldn’t even finish her words. Millie went to Emily to check her pulse before looking at the alpha. "She was in a deep slumber, alpha." Her body weakens; she absorbs too much power from the moon goddess. " Millie informed. Drake wiped his tears. "But is she still alive?" Will she wake up? " Drake has hope in his heart.

Xevia found it strange how the baby stopped crying when held in a warm embrace, "I think I know what to name this baby..." Archer said later, as they both left the hospital car park. They arrive at the mansion where Xander first took her shortly after rescuing her from the Aminour forest. Dorothy, Mr Clayton, Calya, and Bella were already there. They welcomed Xevia like they were welcoming the mayor. They lined up at the door with smiles on their faces. "Mrs Balstair, you are our mistress now. Your orders are our way of life." Mr Clayton bowed respectfully.

"My best friend. My mate. My love. My everything. I was right for the first and probably the last time, and you, my gorgeous girl, were worried about nothing. Welcome the future Warrior Pack Leader and Luna to Silver Moon, Alpha Emerald Brooks-Withsmith. The great-granddaughter to one of the most extraordinary Alphas our world has ever seen, Ezekiel Eros." No one gets to second guess her power or strength; that is precisely why I introduced her that way. And everyone in the crowd is cheering and applauding, but my sole focus is the girl in my arms.

It won't be hard for him to get information. "Honestly I sympathize with her. That's why I promised myself to treat her well and respect her even though we don't have any romantic feelings for each other." He paused for a moment. I got a feeling that there's still a lot more in the story. "... then, what happened?" "Primrose grew up in a messed up environment, that made her personality mess up as well," he stared at me sadly. "One day she threw a tantrum at my palace, then she ended up whipping my nanny and accidentally killed her."

She didn’t look shaken, the confidence that Elsa exudes now is strong enough to study, I knew she barely fears father from onset unlike everyone else, but it seems like it was more, she doesn’t seem to fear anyone at all. “Mr Davidson, if you wouldn’t mind, I was on my way to the cafeteria, would you like to accompany me? We only have a minute left to break.” That is a signal! I could tell. We hadn’t fucked each other in weeks, I was starting to think probably she finally found herself a new boyfriend or gave her life to Christ. Unfortunately for her, but fortunately for me, she remains free and wild, just like I love her to be. I wanted to stand up when Primrose cleared her throat beside me

Now, I live alone in the tiny house she left behind—barely standing, but still the only place that feels like home. *** Four days later I sat on the old sofa in our small living room, the springs poking my back as I watched our flickering TV screen. It was showing Teen Spotlight, and the girl being interviewed was Elena Scarlet—the only daughter of America’s richest man. She was my age, maybe even in the same grade. Everything about her sparkled—her skin, her hair, even her smile. She was everything I ever wished I could be. I watched her excitedly whenever I was free, drawn to her like she was made of sunlight.

I faded out of consciousness. - “Father, are you sure we have to sell her? Why can’t we just sell her little bratty sister instead? I quite like her.” I could hear James’ whiny toned voice complain to his father. Sell me? I seriously thought Eric was just hearing things, but I still had given him the benefit of the doubt. I slowly opened my eyes, my vision still super blurry. I stayed silent. “We aren’t selling her yet, we are testing her blood to see if she will make our family pure again. She looks exactly like my great, great uncle’s daughter. I think she’s been reincarnated as Luna Allen.” Jonthan Greenwood said, pacing the floor.

Nimuel shrieked. Saayan went silent. And Aelanor moved faster than the speed of light. She reached behind Nimuel and broke off the head of an icicle and drew it against the intruder. "Your endeavor is futile, Princess, for I cannot be harmed by a shard of ice." Pylaieus moved slowly towards them, blue lights falling on his bare skin like thousands of bioluminescent planktons in water at night. His gait was steady, and so was his piercing gaze, that held the trio in a dead lifelessness."

" Carla scoffed in disgust. "He is born again? Where is he? Which species? Tell me? Tell me, damn it!" Uncle Rick whose name is maybe Patrick asked Carla holding her legs like a mentally ill person. "That's enough! You caused so much destruction when you didn't even know the truth. You are a disgrace to this community, and these are not my words, these are the words of the witch living inside Victoria, the princess of the kingdom." Carla paused before starting again,

Eve. Finally, no more is she Zara Rose Petrova. The girl whose name she had adopt as her own who had treated her like a family. The daughter of her best friend who had died in the arms of her brother. She is Eve Carissa Zhatiera. The sole heir of Zhatier, daughter of the Great King Aidan and Queen Aaliyah, direct descendant of the Goddess Khione. Now, she stands on the top of her grand staircase looking down all seven of the people at the lower floor with a few who was supposed to be her trusted companion that seems to be ganging up on her with her enemies.