Selene Castle Onlyfans Novels & Stories

Ceasar received a call from Selene. “Yes sweetheart, you finally got tired and called me,” he scoffed as he answered the call , he sat in his favorite chair, spread his legs in the basin , let one of his maids clean and massage him, his athletic ,erect yet well built body covered in numerous tattoos was wrapped in his nightgown. His teeth covered in silver ornaments shone every time the light hit them, his jet black wet long hair, held in a short ponytail on his head, his fingers, covered in rings, held tight on his cigarette. A glass of scorched tequila in another . “I have a package, I want you to help me handle it,” Selene said on the other line .

"Is he throwing out our friendship? And for what reason? Huh! Is that Selene’s plan? Eh, she's just an uneducated wh*re!” Liset didn't hesitate to criticize her ex-friend for her work. She wants an explanation for this. Her hair trailed every time she walked out the main door, she was indeed sophisticated. But not long after, she saw Selene on the poolside, she even gasped when she realized that she had spread a towel and there she lay down and focused on the sun. "What, sunbathing?" she said angrily. “What is she doing here? “She can’t afford it here-”

I heard Rhett’s voice thunder behind him. Brant didn’t move an inch. If anything, his grip tightened, his body caging me against the wall. His breath hit my face in hot bursts. Our eyes held, charged with something volatile, and for a second, everything else—the hallway, the light, Rhett’s voice—faded. 'Oh là là… now would be a perfect time to get naked and wild,' Selene said. 'It'll be even sexier in front of an audience—so much fun.'

“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.

And not once—not once—had Selene looked back. Luca snored softly in the bedroom, a tangle of limbs and guitar-calloused hands. Selene ignored him. She never slept with him—only beside him. Like everything else in her life, he was a prop. A distraction. A reason to say "I fled for love" when the tabloids asked. She slid off the chaise, her gold-dusted negligee whispering against her skin. No Selene Veyron for the cameras. Just Selene Veyron—her real name, her real self—naked in the Ibiza light. She padded to the terrace edge, pressing her palms to the sun-warmed stone.

“Then she’ll come for me again.” Kaelen’s jaw tightened. “Let her. This time she’ll find out I’m not hers to manipulate.” By midmorning, the entire castle was whispering. Selene stormed through the halls like a tempest — guards and servants shrinking away from her path. Her aura pulsed with unnatural energy, her eyes glowing faintly from the residue of her dying spell. “Where is he?” she barked at a trembling omega near the staircase. “In— in the lower wing, my Luna,” the girl stammered. “He’s— with the healer.”

“Are you serious right now, Thalina?” Selene didn’t wait for me to speak, she practically dragged me inside, her fingers wrapped tight around my wrist, bags and all. Once we reached the room, she sat me down on my bed, plopping beside me and squeezing my hands, her gaze intense and searching, leaning over like she was about to whisper some deadly secret. “Spill it. Are you dating a billionaire or something? Because this…” She gestured toward the shopping bags, her eyes widening in awe. “This is not ‘I just found a guy on Tinder’ stuff.”

”I ordered him. ” Yes, Alpha!” Grayson was the best at black OPs. He’ll be able to extract Selene from the dungeon without anybody noticing until tomorrow morning. No one will be able to find her once we get her into Full Moon territory. And then I’ll find out what the fuck is going on with Crescent Moon Pack! Selene’s POV “Miss Selene!” Someone urgently whispered my name as I was being gently shaken. My eyes opened to Beta Grayson, and relief flooded me.

Selene, with her gentle heart and radiant beauty, had always been a source of comfort and strength for him. Selene was a vision of grace and elegance, her form delicate yet strong. Her skin glowed with a soft, silvery light, and her long, flowing hair shimmered like moonbeams. Her eyes, a striking shade of midnight blue, held a depth of compassion and understanding that few could match. She moved with a fluidity and grace that seemed almost otherworldly, her presence bringing a sense of calm and peace to all who were fortunate enough to be in her company.

Selene’s phone vibrated inside her pocket interrupting their conversation, a text message came. “Oh my gosh!!” Selene exclaimed excitedly. “What? What is it?” Faye tried to look over her phone. Selene turned her screen for them to see. “I got a commission!” she said, overjoyed. “Wow, five paintings? That’s a headache!” Calix commented. “And I personally have to see what I’m going to paint. Like a live painting I’ve always wanted to do that!” Selene was smiling from ear to ear, delighted with the news.