Selena Legacy Novels & Stories

Isolde holds my stare and the grave look in them has my heart racing. "I don't know what you are talking about." Actually, I do. Not only have I read the books Wendy asked me to, but I know legacies were formed from fire and water...and mistakes at the Isle. "How am I even meant to know? This is my first time hearing of it." Wendy comes closer. Her arms are tightly crossed over her chest. "Because the bloodline is the moon goddess's blessing. If there's anything linking to the Celtic Isle, it is you."

Lyra rolled her eyes and walked to the door, just as she was about to open it, the door flung open and a delicious scent hit her. Just as she was beginning to bask in the intoxicating scent, her eyes met his familiar blue ones. At the sight of the eyes, her breath caught and she mustered a word. “J?” *** Lyra had just been craving a particular raspberry and white chocolate cupcakes. It was the week were they abstained from every non vegan food, but Lyra being Lyra always gets what she wants. She sneaked out of her dorm and headed towards Tyler's corner. Whenever she wanted to do something illegal, Tyler was her buddy, her partner in crime.

She beckoned Emma forward, motioning for her to join the pack leaders on the elevated stage. "There are dark forces at work Emma, threatening to disrupt the delicate balance we have fought so hard to achieve," Selene began, her voice resonating with authority. "Emma, it is time for you to delve deeper into the secrets of the Moonrise Legacy and uncover the truth behind these disturbances." The pack leaders nodded in agreement, their expressions grave yet determined. They understood the weight of the task that lay ahead, and they placed their trust in Emma's abilities. "Only you can truly wield the strength it takes," Selene continued, her voice steady.

Calista said. "He's obliged to do so as your husband. Besides, it wasn't a big deal, you were being swindled." Selena's tone grew frostier as she spoke. "So does that mean he left you with nothing at all?" "It's not exactly leaving me with nothing …" It's just that Calista still owed three million to Lucian after they divided assets. Selena's expression softened slightly. "That's about right. Seems like that brat still knows how to behave. By the way, Adona released some new designs. I saw a few in the magazine that might suit you. Let's go try them on."

Ava set the glass down and placed a minor key in Selena’s palm. “This life has burned everyone I’ve ever loved. It won’t touch Pearl. Not if I can help it.” Selena had swallowed hard. “I won’t let her name fade.” “I know.” The memory faded, and Selena was back in the present, the scholarship fund a tangible reminder of the promise she'd made. She stared at the confirmation screen for a long moment before she closed the laptop. A small smile flickered on her lips. — It was almost midnight when her phone buzzed.

“I don’t want to win out of revenge, William. I want to win… because it’s right.” William smiled. “That’s why I love you.” --- In her private chamber, Selena stood before a desk covered in legal papers. Her hand trembled as she picked up a now-viral photo of young Amara circulating on social media. “Amara…” she whispered hoarsely. “You died… but somehow, you never left.” She slammed the photo frame against the desk, shattering the glass, cutting her hand. Blood trickled as she murmured under her breath:

But later, when the land got marked for redevelopment, she regretted it deeply. Pretending to be secretive, I leaned close to Wallace's ear and whispered, "The truth is, my dad wasn't just anyone. He was the CEO of Hampton Corporation. And the safe buried under his grave? It's filled with bearer bonds he hid for emergencies. They're worth a fortune!"

A ripple of murmured approval swept the table when she revealed projected numbers: millions raised for charity, sponsorship deals already locked. I kept my face unreadable, though inside I traced every gesture. Her strength was clear. But so was her flaw, she thrived under admiration, starved for it. Which meant, in time, I would know exactly how to unravel her. When Selena concluded, she cast her gaze deliberately toward me. “Of course, none of this would be possible without a helping hand. For that, I’ll be working closely with Mrs. Valenti.” Her smile sharpened, sweet but laced with something else. “Together, we will ensure the Valenti legacy is honored at the highest standard possible.”

Before I could say anything the channel changed into NaGeo wild but it was too late I had seen and heard everything. Valerian looked at me with something in his eyes I couldn't read. "Don't watch that." He said and I nodded before pulling out my phone and blatantly disobeying him. BREAKING NEWS: Selena Fontaine Launches Organization for Betrayed Women. In the wake of her sister's scandal, Selena Fontaine announces the founding of "Sisters Over Shadows"—a support group for women who have been betrayed by those closest to them. It is a true show of support for Elena and other broken hearted women and Selena says that she hopes people can join and support this cause.

*Selena* Arena and I were no longer on speaking terms. I refused to acknowledge her since she had sided with the High Priestess, willingly accepting the Lunar Realm as our destiny. She was adamant about staying to save the world and its people, a decision she made without my consent. The thought of her selflessness infuriated me—I didn’t care about saving the world if it meant being separated from my mate and my family. Yet, Arena remained resolute, convinced it was her destiny to be the savior of the Lunar Realm and, ultimately, the universe.