Ridley Duchannes Beautiful Creatures Novels & Stories

Esrath: “Okay.” I get up and brush my hair as I throw on my mother's Prom Dress that was a navy-blue cocktail dress that had an ombre affect to it, I threw on my black laced heels that went about my knee; I applied lipstick on my lips that were chapped but took it off to apply chap stick on them to soften them up, I then applied the plum shaded lipstick to my lips. My mother had given me her pearl set which included a pearl and Saphire bracelet and earrings that were laced with gold streaks, it also had a pearl necklace that was also laced with gold streaks in it and had real diamond shards inside of them. I then put some deodorant on and applied the Beyonce perfume that smelt like rosebuds

With a swift snap of my fingers, a luxurious fur-lined cloak appeared, and I carefully wrapped it around her shoulders, fastening it at the neckline. Roxy's crazy curls spilled out from beneath the cloak as she smiled her thanks. In that moment, she looked breathtakingly beautiful, like a dark ice princess risen from the frozen depths. Her beauty was mesmerizing, and I felt my heart swell with pride. The shy Cryomancer led us to the dining hall, where River awaited. As soon as his eyes landed on Roxy, his expression faltered, and a flicker of surprise crossed his face.

He chuckled. "I know a...monster...when I see one" She continued. "This isn't about me Willow, no" He unlocked the door. "Why don't you want to eat?" He picked the plate and knelt on one knee in front of her. "I won't" "Just let me suck her dry. She talks too much" Claudia licked her fangs. "She's really pretty" Leviathan assessed her. "Yes she is. You look nothing like Genzzi" He touched her hair.

The sickening sound of shattering bone echoed as a pool of blood began to spread. Her eyes remained open. For a fleeting second, she saw Damian’s distorted, panicked face looking down at her broken form. The screams of the maids filled the night air. The starless, black sky stood as the only witness to the tragedy of the Duchess of Leventis. - "Selene!"

The golden chandeliers cast their warm glow over the assembled nobility, creating the illusion of a perfect world-a world of wealth, refinement, and carefully crafted masks. At the center of it all stood Lady Victoria Windsor, Duchess of Sussex, adorned in an emerald silk gown that clung to her slender waist before cascading to the floor in shimmering waves. Diamonds sparkled at her neck and ears, but it was her sharp hazel eyes and confident smile that held the true power. She was untouchable, unshakable-at least on the surface. Beside her, Lady Catherine Markham, her dearest friend and confidante, sipped from a glass of champagne, her sapphire gown scandalously low-cut. Her auburn hair glo

Letitia asked shielding her maid from the scary man's view. "I believe he would tell you himself. We should leave now if we want to enter Kerstone early." He replied instead and turned around walking ahead. "He's the Duke of Kerstone." Constance mumbled to Letitia's hearing and Mateo stopped abruptly. He sighed before he turned around to a place faced Letitia and a red faced Constance. "My lady?" He called. Letitia gulped harshly. The Duke of Kerstone? Then she was dead! "My lady?" Mateo called shaking her a little and she gasped looking up at him.

The man just nodded, then looked at Ariana as usual. “Why did you buy them?” Duke Andrew asked curiously. His granddaughter is now a smart girl who is always careful in making decisions. The Duke believes her decision this time must also be made with careful calculations. “I bought Cornell because I was indebted to him in the past. As for Carla … I got it for free after buying Cornell. She's a seriously ill girl right now, so the arena in charge feels there's no point for the good to stay alive. I've already called the doctor to check on her. Luckily, the disease is still treatable, and will probably recover with intensive care for a few months.”

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1891 - North West Virginia In the ball room of the Denver's there dwells every elite, the hunters, Vampires, Werewolves, Witches, dancing in harmony, appreciating their peaceful co-existence. "Your elegance defines true beauty." Arthur muttered, proudly dressed in his dazzling black suit. Dancing to the sweet tunes that filled the air with the love of his life, Princess Elizabeth Denver. One of their hands glued together while his other rested on her waist and she on his chest.

In other panels, the wolves appear to be snuggling into each other. There are even a few panels depicting a little wolf pup that Bella finds so cute. She has to admit that wolves were never her thing before, but looking at the wooden carvings in the ceiling, she finds them to be the most majestic creatures. “That is so beautiful.” She breathes out. She turns her head to look at Adam, who is watching her with a small smile on his lips. “I am glad that you like it.”