Selene Valera Novels & Stories

"The moon goddess didn't send another white wolf after Selene. But Lady Valeria, Queen Jazmine, Grand Witch Ashley, did any of you ever actually see Selene’s face?" They all slowly shook their heads. "Never," Valeria murmured. "Not even when you were killing her?" I asked, looking directly at Lady Valeria. There was nothing left to hide, she was the Vampire Queen who had killed Selene. Valeria’s eyes flashed red with anger. "I didn't do it myself! But I saw her from a distance. She had an unforgettable figure. I still remember it clearly, even after all these centuries."

"Under what name?" I understood what he was asking. Was I still Lina Vale, the woman with no past, or Elena Valenti, the daughter who had walked away? I tightened my fingers around the mug. "Elena Valenti."

And you. Solomon: i have to tell you something, Amy. Solomon: I haven’t been entirely honest. Amy: What? You’re a serial killer at my door lol Solomon: Worse Amy. If we ever did meet, i might not be what you’d entirely expect. Amy: its always like that lol Solomon: no Solomon: i swear i want us to keep this that i might be willing to risk it. Amy: What are you saying? Solomon: My name’s not Solomon. It’s Sally. Sally Regenade.

She continued and it was as if I saw Andrè’s eyes sparkle a bit with his chest pushed out but I decided to think against it. “Then the Beta’s mate, doing the work of a Luna, to her Beta, is also a best friend and sole protector to the Luna, the Beta Princess. Most times, they are close.” She said with a wink and I smiled, I had heard someone call her that, the Luna would be so lucky to have s friend like her. But why did they give themselves those weird names? “Moving on to the third in command, the Gamma. He is most times, also the sole protector to the Luna, just like in this case. And he also trains the warriors.” It felt like an enjoyable lecture, everyone seemed to be getting excited.

“Good morning alpha. Alpha Martinez asked me to bring these to you –“ “Hold on. I think you’re making a mistake… I’m not your alpha.” Dylan interrupted, thinking the stranger in front of him was referring to Isabel and her dad. “Where is Isabel?” He didn’t wait for a reply and was already making his way outside the bedroom. “She’s on her usual morning run.” The stranger who was behind Dylan replied. ‘At least we have something in common.’ He thought to himself. “And you are?..” “Fernando. I’m a delta in the pack but currently, I’m at your service.” The stranger introduced himself, lowering his head in respect.

Selene struggles to get up from the sidewalk and examines her right elbow, which has a large cut where blood is starting to gush out. Jackson looks at the young woman from head to toe. A smirk forms on his face, and Connor recognizes that familiar mischievous look. Selene is very beautiful, slender, and short, but with a beauty that hypnotizes anyone. The hues of her eyes, one green and the other blue, make her stand out wherever she goes. Her look, a mix of innocence and dishevelment, makes her even more captivating than she intends to be. The females in his pack are nothing like her.

These children, my children, embodied ragged potential untapped. “They’ve been trying to save her all along,” Seb continued, his eyes imploring. “We can either help them or stay put and do nothing. But they need us.” A heavy pause followed his words. Silence stretched before I spoke, a sincerity I hardly knew I possessed. “Tell us what to do, Seb.” His expression softened, granting me a nod of approval, small but profound. Duty resolved within our gaze. “Luna’s going after those who wronged her first,” he said quietly. “Her birth mother and father, Marcus Kane, and whoever else hurt her.”

“I expected someone stronger. Yet all I smell is a weak little omega.” The insult landed hard, but I refused to flinch. She stopped in front of me and extended her hand with false grace. “I suppose introductions are appropriate. I am Selene. Valerian’s former fiancée.” The name hit me like cold water. This woman had once stood where I stood now. She had shared his life before betrayal tore everything apart. I held her gaze without looking away. “I see.” Selene laughed softly, the sound elegant and cruel. “He has terrible taste these days. No offense.”

The door opened without hands. Inside, Sister Elena clutched her crucifix as black tendrils slid under the floorboards. Her breath turned to frost. The holy water on her table hissed and evaporated. Then came the footsteps. Valeria stood in the doorway, draped in red velvet and bone beads, her feet blackened by ritual burns. Her eyes glowed not with fire, but with mourning. She moved like something remembered by nightmares. “Sister,” she said. “I’ve come to unmake a tether.”

“How about herbal beverage ― something to calm the nerves, hmm?” “No one’s thirsty?” Devin shot her down. Resentment tinged his tone, matching his execrating Prussian blues. Feeling grief settling in all over again, my eyes downcast to look at my hands as I fiddled with them. I lowly uttered my indignation. “Even Selene betrayed me when she let Artemis take our baby.” “She was my baby too.” Valen countered, fisting his hand so tight that they were whiter than milk with ice.