Novel & Cerita Selen Us

This is perfect. I check my phone again, memorizing the room number, and head inside. The hallway smells of smoke. Obviously, many dangerous people often visit here to live freely with their lifestyle and catch fun. I knock once on the door and it swings open almost immediately. Sebastian stands there, filling the doorway. His lips curved out a smile that didn’t reach his eyes. His eyes lock onto mine, cold and piercing, his beta aura hitting me. It’s cold and dangerous, but I don’t show fear. I’m Selene, future Luna.

I asked as I pointed the essences of the two young ladies. "The person who is on bun is Selena, and another is Britanny. They're Haxilla's youth closest companions." I became intrigued to Selena, so I get some information about her. "She is at present dealing with Silvenia's organization as a secretary of Jaxon Silvenia. We can't track down other foundation about her aside from this present, she's an exceptionally private individual." "Working with Jaxon huh, she put her life in damnation." "Does that mean, you will do the arrangement?"

Selena, that was her name it was a kind sweet name it suited her. “Tracking Selena Stones location now one moment… Selena is currently located in Akron Ohio in route to Columbus Ohio synching route to GPS now. Would you like me to provide verbal navigation?” “Yes, start navigation.” She was going to Columbus right where my base was located how was it possible, I never found her in the past three years? “Turn right, take I seventy-seven north Akron exit then merge on to I seventy-seven north.” Following the directions Mecca gives I focus on catching up with her if my mate thought she was escaping me after all this time she had a lot to learn. Never would she escape me again.

What’s more, she had the clearest of skin and she smelt like heaven. Who could not want her? But still… this was wrong! "Because your stupid ass had to interrupt, I'm no longer in the mood. And to think I left a gig just to have some fun." Selene said without a single ounce of shame before yawning. Selene O'Malley, that was her name. Amber-haired with a pair of seductive green eyes. She was an exclusive model for Elite Model Management. There was no doubt that she was beautiful but her current attitude, it showed Mackenzie that she was vile and all the pleasant behavior she'd been displaying was nothing but kisses from Judas.

“Just us.” “Hi,” Liv replied. “Come on up, guys.” Selena arrived first, her dark eyes checking Liv out for signs of sleeplessness or stress. Her dark hair was chin-length and curly, her body fit and toned. She was a triathlete and competitive marathoner and every waking moment not spent at work was spent in the gym, the pool, the track. Her keen intelligence shone bright out of those eyes, and her wit was fast and funny.

The tenth pair entered last. “I’m Noah,” the man said. Mid-twenties, mixed heritage—warm brown skin, sharp jaw, calm eyes. “This is Selene.” Selene was the one who shifted the air. Tall, olive-skinned, long dark hair that fell past her shoulders, a body that moved like she knew exactly how to be looked at. Her smile was slow and deliberate—seductive without trying too hard. When she spoke, her voice was low and smooth. “We’ve done private arrangements before,” she said. “We like being watched by people who know what they want.”

0 says. “And who are you?” I ask, starting to calm a bit. You can only go through so much in a 48-hour period before shit stops making a huge impact. She smiles. “I am Selene, the goddess of the moon. And of werewolves.” Well, shit. I mean, if werewolves are real, I guess it makes sense that gods and goddesses are too, right? “Sure,” I say, shaking my head in sarcastic acceptance. Might as well role with it. “Why not? And what do you need from me?”