Novel & Cerita Selina Catwoman Gotham

CHAPTER 8 "TODAY, we have reached level three of our Suicide Cup Event. Your points will determine if you are going to stay... or be eliminated. Good luck, contenders! The Domina will show you the score board later. Relax and be prepared." Just like that, the speaker went off. I put my bottle of water down and sat on the bench. Eula isn't here which is very odd. She didn't send me a text nor did she visit my house. I wonder where that witch went. She just have to make sure that it's important or else I'm gonna skin her alive.

Tata teased, sitting up on her elbow as she stared at an agitated Adonis. “Fifty? Sixty? How dare you Tatiana Reynold! I will have you know, no one can ever look this good at twenty five.” Tatiana rolled her eyes dramatically and shrugged “Oh please, have you seen Timothy Chalamet? He looks better than you’d ever think looking.” She says and I just know Adonis is going to blow off. “Okay guys, I’m the sick one here. Take care of me.” I pushed the tray towards Tata who is now staring at me like I’ve grown five heads.

*********************** ~AT A CLUB~ A man in his early thirties, dressed in a black suit sat in the VIP section and watched tiredly as the pole dancers tried their best to entertain him. He puffed out the smoke he had inhaled from the cigarette he was holding. The door was suddenly open and a man walked in. "Boss." He greeted with a bow. "Get out!" He ordered and all the strippers left the room immediately. "Where you able to find anything Leo?" The man asked Leo as he puffed out another line of smoke. "Yes sir." He placed a file on the table. The man opened it and read it's contents. "Her name is Selina Cortez. She twenty four years old orphan. There's nothing really interesting about her.

He had a plate of eight fingers on it that was settled on his growing stomach and said, “You look well.” Eden rolled his eyes and spat out a bone. He dug out of his teeth and said, “I am so fucking tired of eating.” Cael nodded apathetically and looked over at the other two who were drinking blood from wine glasses and dressed in the finest nightgowns, smirking he greeted, “Evening ladies.” “Come join us. You may not drink blood, but there is a box of chocolates here,” Lilith said with a smile on her face. Cael nodded and walked over. He sat down on the chair beside Winter and looked at the naked headless woman, who was lying on the table with a silver knife that had a blue crystal encrusted

i never felt fear but from yesterday after the encounter with that hulk it seemed as if his dark aura settled around me trying to scare me everytime . His eyes are on her every move , Just correct time amore and you will be with me ~ The Sinner

Intimate. And from the flames stepped a woman draped in shadowed silk, eyes burning red-gold. Selena’s breath hitched. Because she was looking at herself. Not a twisted mimic. Not a shadowborn echo. But her—untouched by guilt. Unscarred by loss. A version that never broke. Selena stared, heart thundering like a war drum, unable to look away. The woman before her radiated control, every movement deliberate, every breath a quiet declaration of dominance.

I froze, jaw tightening. Selina. Daughter of Elder Godric. Heir to one of the oldest and richest houses in Blue Ridge. And until last week, the one everyone assumed would become my mate. She stepped forward, wrapped in shimmering silver and spite, her pale eyes raking over Kieran with all the subtlety of a knife. “I always knew the Moon Goddess had a sense of humor. But this? An omega?” She laughed, light and cruel. “Tell me, did you use a spell? Or something less… magical?”

“You can visit your father, but on my terms. You’ll take my car. My driver. My bodyguards. It's not negotiable.” “Taken,” she said, hastily, her voice strained and curt. She turned and walked away. Selina's POV The door creaked open and I froze. Low and slow music played in the background. The smell of whiskey, sweat and perfume permeated the air. A woman, half-naked, straddled Travis like he was a horse. Another one with legs spread, moaning and laughing. I couldn’t breathe. My chest tightened and the room swayed, not because of what I saw, but because of what it reminded me of. The helplessness. The loss of control. The memories I spent years burying.

I already crossed my arms over my chest, towered her, and clenched my jaw hard not to give her the satisfaction she wanted. “What have you seen in her? She has nothing other than her what? Her body?” “Look, woman. You don’t have to say shit because I don’t know you, and I don’t know what you get with this nonsensical conversation.” I was about to turn my back when I remember something. “Wait. Yeah, you’re right. She doesn’t have anything. She lost everything because her evil sister took everything away from her. I heard that she has these poisonous claws and venomous bites that she is willing to destroy anyone who comes her way, am I right?”

Panic flashed in his eyes. What's going on? He thought to himself. A bitter smile tugged at her lips. She held the mask tightly. “I know,” she said calmly. “I am supposed to be dead but you see, the moon goddess has her own ways.” Still gripped in astonishment, Kieran opened his mouth but snapped it shut. “What are you talking about?” “After I died, I was reborn in Ravena's body. I am Selene Blackthorn. I am back to seek revenge on my enemies.