Novel & Cerita Selen Us

"I have this feeling that Selena likes you more than you know." "It's all in your head." I chuckled softly. "That's not possible. She and I are like siblings, and what I feel for her is purely platonic." She sneered, her mouth turning down. "Not convinced. Have you seen how she looks at you?" Laughing, I loaded the items into our shopping basket and held her hand as we headed to pay for the items. "Vespa, Selena, is a priestess and the daughter of the moon goddess. Priestesses don't get married."

Feli winced as she said that. Sally nodded weakly and let out a resigned sigh. A few seconds later, Sally suddenly turned Feli around to face her. "I'm not the only one being preceded, Feli. You too!" Sally shouted hysterically. Feli scratched her chin while looking at Sally incomprehensibly. "What do you mean?" asked Feli innocently. "Selena just bought that limited edition private jet you were eyeing a while back. I heard about it when that damn woman was showing it off in class earlier," Sally explained.

I shook my head slightly looking at the teacher. "Sorry, Miss Clark, I didn't pay attention to the question." I answered the plainest truth. "What is the difference between Artemis and Selene?" "Selene represents the very Satellite that orbits the Earth, while Artemis is the opposite of the Sun, that is: They are two different dimensions, since Selene is a Primordial Goddess, in the scale of powers, she is stronger than Artemis, and the Goddess that gave birth to Werewolves. Artemis is a pure Goddess, representing the young and delicate face of the Moon, its calm before a great devastation. Artemis is considered more for hunting and the forest than for her Lunar power."

"Law, is this phone secure?" "Unless my nosy ass wife is on the other line. Dana Sue, hang up the damn phone." We heard a huff and a click on the other end. "You boys having this kinda trouble? Ever since we got back from Lyon's my place is like fucking Quantico, fucking females are getting into everything." "We're trying to contain ours brother, but we have something more delicate to discuss so be sure your shit is titanium." There was a series of clicks, a long beeping noise and then clean crisp tone. "We're good, what you got?"

“That is very calm of you.” “I have been working on it.” Selene looked at me sideways with a complicated almost smile. “I have something to tell you,” she said. I waited. “During the eastern operation, I met someone. One of the wolves we extracted.” She paused in a way that was slightly different from her usual pauses, carrying a self-consciousness that Selene rarely displayed. “His name is Renn. He is twenty-four. He has been suppressed for three years and he is funny and careful and very good under pressure and he looked at me like…” She stopped.

“I thought you still wanted her.” “I do,” I replied. “But not as she is now. Not with him. She thinks she’s clever. Playing Luna. But she’s still mine, Selene. I don’t care what she says or who she’s screwing, I’ll use her until there’s nothing left.” A slow smile curved across Selene’s lips. “That’s what I wanted to hear.” She went to the drawer and pulled out a USB stick, dangling it between two fingers like a toy.

my phone rang and I picked up the call, without even sparing a glance at my phone. “Lucien, I’m craving for chicken wings. I’ll need it delivered to me in minutes by you.” Selene said over the line. I swallowed hard, suppressing my irritation at the sound of her voice.’ Selene took me to the Social Welfare and Pups department with false and true claims. The truth about her claim was that I don't give a fuck about her. I don't care to ask if the baby in her was kicking or not. But, I smiled the moment a woman told her that a week-old fetus can't kick Im her tummy and she should stop overacting.

The employee mumbled behind her, “So what if you have money? With your temper, no man will ever marry you.” Selene suddenly turned around, arrogantly looking at the employee. “Destitute girl! You insignificant working girl! Listen here, I’m getting married today. Do you know who my husband is? My husband can easily kill you!” The employee was shocked and trembled at Selene’s words. Selene smiled coldly, “My husband is the most powerful man in South City, Sebastian Ford! Do you know of Sebastian? We’re getting married today! I bet you’re jealous! Every woman in South City should be jealous of me, from today on, I will be Mrs Ford!”

Microphones were pointed their way as they walked towards their seat with Craig and Mathew guarding them. Once the noise had died down and everyone was seated, Selena felt nervous as she stared at all the eyes that were focused on her. Then she felt Gabriel holding onto her hand and she knew that she was going to be okay. “Hello, everyone. I am Selena Balkan, wife to Gabriel Balkan, granddaughter to Atlas Dila, and the daughter of Iris Adler and Joe Hendrix.” Selena said. The room became noisy with questions as shock took over the expressions of the reporters.

"What a day?" Selena mutters as she dropped a piece of paper that was given to her earlier. She had been out hunting for jobs since she relocated to California in the United States, she had left all that she had known while growing up and her family in Italy. She was beginning to lose hope that she would never be able to find a job here after several rejections from different companies. This was her last hope or she have no choice but to go back home, she already spent most of her savings to feed and that wasn't the plan.