Roxelana Novels & Stories

They were reminding me of that. “Caroline swears by them,” Corrine continued, gesturing to the Luna beside her. “Two drops in the morning tea. My daughter conceived within the first month. I will have some sent to you. I believe that you can benefit greatly from them. And the alpha is going to be very happy.” I forced a polite smile despite my reddening cheeks. “That’s… thoughtful of you.” My voice was even, but my pulse wasn’t. I could feel Xavier’s attention sharpen beside me, though he said nothing.

The man seems to not notice her yet, and Artemis storms over to her a few feet away from the bench she had been sitting at, Celine holds up her hands, “My name is Celine, Queen Luna of the Wolves of France Celine de Laurant.” Artemis narrows her eyes, “I was asked to come here by Luna, Hecate and Sol.” She sighs, “Fuck them. I don’t care about them and their wishes. I love him, and I will not give him up for them. Never.” Celine inclines her head, then thinks about the best way to deal with this,

Servants in crisp livery darted about, adjusting garlands of night-blooming lunar lilies and filling goblets with shimmering moonwine. Outside, the grand carriage emblazoned with Kael's crest rumbled to a halt before the citadel's towering gates. Sent by the king himself, its ebony frame gleamed under torchlight, pulled by steeds with manes like flowing silver. Selena stepped out first, her lithe form clad in a gown of deep emerald silk that hugged her athletic curves, slit high to reveal toned legs honed by relentless training. Her dark hair cascaded in loose waves, pinned with a single silver wolf's fang—a subtle nod to her ambitions.

“We’ve had enough—” Zoriana cut him off cleanly. “I won’t waste anyone’s time. I will be extremely quick. I, Zoriana Roux, Alpha of the Morning Star pack, reject you, Crown Prince and Alpha heir of the Royal Pack, Gael Castellari, as my mate and Alpha.” A sudden, sharp pain surged through her chest. It was powerful, but she found it bearable. Across the table, Gael’s face twisted in agony, and he clutched his heart, gasping for air.

Vellama turned pale in shock, as if her heart had been pierced by a sharp dagger. Vellama had no choice but to remain silent. She restrained her trembling lips, forcing herself to swallow the pain and hurt of having her voice dismissed. Quietly, she lowered her head as the weight in her chest grew heavier. Meanwhile, in New Zealand… A grand hall greeted Roxane, also known as Carolina—a place that seemed born from legends of wealth. The entire room glittered under golden arches and pillars carved with fairies and kings. From the ceiling hung an enormous chandelier made of pure crystal, its light scattering like stars descending from the heavens.

And the color of my skin never hides when I blush so it's always hard. "What's your name?" Now he stood right beside me leaning on the basin and looking down at me. Okay, how the hell was he this tall? I looked like a minor in front of him. This was so unfair. And not to forget his deep baritone voice. It was so smooth just like butter. Ew Arabella really? "Arabella" I replied. He hummed before folding his hands and damn I almost swooned. I accidentally glanced at the tattoo on the back of his left shoulder. It had wings and it between were two initials.

Another one screamed "Oh please,it's probably not him. They are not in the same level please" "What do you mean? There's nothing wrong with Anna,you're just jealous coz she's prettier than you!" Aurora shouted at the one who made the bad comment "Aurora please" Annabella muttered and Aurora scoffed. Everyone set to work after that Annabella sighed out and wore her apron,somehow she still wondered if the man is the Thadeus or just a random Thadeus. •••• Gregor's island is probably one of the biggest one would ever see,it's all painted in pure white with no single stain on it,people prefer calling it a paradise coz its just extraordinary

Richard Harris had forcibly taken her, making her feel ashamed, and a sense of resentment emerged within her. Once she finished dressing, the sky had darkened, and she felt satisfied with so many things happening. That wicked person had broken both her bedroom doors. If it meant seeing a handsome man like him, maybe it was worth it. Roxana thought, feeling ashamed of her thoughts. "Roxana, oh Roxana, you were almost taken advantage of, and yet here you are, praising him for his good looks. Truly, you're so shallow," she scolded herself. Roxana felt a sense of loss, realizing that Richard Harris's beauty differed from William's. Richard had an audacious and arrogant appearance, while William

The moment their gazes flicked over to Rosalie, the atmosphere in the courtyard turned entirely hostile, thick with the suffocating pressure of dominant pheromones. The woman in the center, tall, with sharp, vulpine features and icy blue eyes, stepped forward, her lips curling into a venomous smirk. "This is Lady Celine, the daughter of one of Dominic’s most powerful pack elders," Marta said in a small voice before stepping back. "Well, well," Celine purred, her voice dripping with artificial sweetness as she crossed her arms over her chest. "Look what decided to crawl out of the King’s bedchamber. The little Omega trophy from the defeated territories."

Her black pupils glistened like black gemstones embedded in the deepest glacial plateaus. It was widely known that the beauty of the Valerius line are their black hair and black pupils that seemingly has the ability to suck the souls of anyone who stares into them. “Your Highness, Lyra Valerius, I am Celine Celeste, the third royal concubine of Prince Terrion Cavalier.” Celine smiled restrainedly with a respectful look in her eyes. She really looks the part of a noble and gentle lady. “I offended Princess Leah tremendously in the last Sanguis ball, and I am extremely apologetic, which is why I will be offering a marriage tribute as a form of compensation.”