Selena Novels & Stories

"Scarlett." ******

I quickly step out to see a woman whose voice sounded awfully familiar, arguing with Delilah, the only model acquaintance I got along with because she was just as bitchy and spoilt as me. “You think I am a loser with no friends. Okay, first of all you couldn’t be more wrong, I have a lot of friends, Elizabeth, Victoria, Danika…..umm...my mother, my grandmother who, fun fact, knitted this sweater for me.” The woman said proudly as she gave Delilah what she thought was a savage reply. Yep, that’s Emily. Delilah just shook her head as she tried to process Emily’s personality, “What’s going on?” I intervene before the fight gets out of hand.

Suddenly, Chantelle's eyes fluttered open, and she looked up at Delcan. A smile spread across her face, and she reached up to touch his cheek. "Hi," she said softly. Delcan felt his heart skip a beat. He had never seen her look at him like that before. "I didn't mean to wake you," he said, his voice low and gentle. Chantelle sat up and took his hand in hers. "You didn't," she said. "I was just resting my eyes." She looked down at the outfit she was wearing and blushed. "What do you think?"

Leah walked into the café, ordered her usual, and sat in her favorite spot. After ten minutes of just sitting there not even touching her strawberries, she noticed that she wasn’t getting comfort from her favorite snack. That’s when she realized that she was depressed. Leah loved her clan, and she would do anything to protect them. But at what cost? Her freedom? Her happiness? This wasn’t fair. She would rather be getting to know Ray than worrying about how she was going to get herself out of mating with Theo Blackwell.

Luis said to her and led her to his room. Luis turned on his laptop and quickly went into his email. He opened the mail. Sheila Williams, 25 years, caucasian, North Africa, Western Sahara. Luis went through all the other details of the lady. His eyes widened "This can't be," Luis said and Lily looked at him questioningly. "She's been dead for 10 years now. We need to speak with Nora?" he said. "Why?" Lily asked "She is related to Nora," Luis said and Lily gasped.

As I expected, there were several articles about today's game, I went to a website that always posted gossip and it said: "The heart of the cool-cat Hunter Blanco has finally been hooked. The ace once again dedicated his goal to the girl, and this time he did something big: he showed off his jersey from under the team shirt that read ‘Happy Birthday Selena’ in Spanish. So the lucky one is Selena, girls. It looks like she's a Spaniard from the Americas. We just haven't seen who the lucky one is yet; who will be the mystery girl, huh? And he even commented on it after the match: 'I like her very much.' That’s quite a bold act of d

Selena remained silent and only smiled at Ambrogio. Ambrogio cracked a smile awkwardly. “How? When did you become aware of my presence?” He sought out, puzzled. “You never show any signs that you were aware I was watching you. You never looked at me.” Selena took a step forward, reaching Ambrogio’s face and gently caressing it. “I’m a goddess, Ambrogio; how could I not be aware of the presence of living things around me?” Ambrogio can’t believe Selena is aware of his presence and knows his name. She is a goddess.

His eyebrows raised in question, “I'm Ashanti. Ashanti Dunbar, and you? “ His eyes watched my hands longer than I felt comfortable with, I was about to withdraw them when he covered them with his hands. His hands are big, my hand fits perfectly into his like it was made for this. I mentally scold myself for thinking such. Before I could wander further into my thoughts, his deep baritone voice came. “Roman. Roman Domino "

I am not scared but I am nervous that Sain will saw me holding a freaking gun. I am his innocent and fragile wife. I am not the strong and fearless Herravie Costello right now, I am Selena Asli Castania. I am a damsel in distress and Sain Czar Ildefonso is my knight in shining armor. I know it sound fucking annoying that I need to keep my identity as Selena even in this crucial moment, but what can I do? I can't ruined this mission.

Selena sat up on her, glaring at her, “Of course I will cry. I will cry more than any other person that have been with you. I will cry for days until I run out of tears. I will keep crying until you—” Cassandra also sat up, interrupting her. She placed her arms around her waist, scooping her closer onto her laps, “There’s always someone better— far better than me out there, Selena.” Selena leaned down slowly, “But you’re the one who moves my heart, doctor. No one else does. No one else will.”