Romans & histoires Senna Twilight

I blinked a few times and before I even knew it, I was back in the theatre room. "What you just experienced is the level four of this game. And only three of you stayed alive 'til the end. Congratulations, you have conquered level four of the Suicide Cup. A friendly reminder everyone, each one of us has that one person that could distract us from reality. And I hope you'll find that person before you decided to end your misery." the speaker went off after that and a silhouette appeared on the screen, it's probably the Domina. "Hello, my dear pupils..." it said using a voice changer. I wonder why she's hiding her identity.

Samantha's POV: I shook my head and cleared my throat, knowing that he was waiting for my response. "The date isn't over yet. I'll tell you later tonight," I winked and turned around, trying to calm my racing heart. The night was so peaceful and calm with the cold air blowing around us. It felt so good against my skin and I felt free for the first time in forever. "Sit down, milady." he gestured towards the bench and I tried to hide the huge grin that was about to break on my face.

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“Take care of yourself, Luna. And don’t hesitate to call for Senna if you need anything.” I left quickly, my steps echoing in the empty corridor. I’d made it maybe twenty paces when I realized I’d forgotten my napkin. I turned back, intending to retrieve it quickly. Then I saw Senna standing in the examination room doorway, her back to the corridor. In her hands was something small that glowed with a faint, sickly green light. She was smiling as she looked at whatever it was. “Healer Senna?” My voice made her spin around so fast that she nearly dropped whatever she was holding. The green glow vanished instantly. I could not tell if it was hidden or extinguished.

Senna I am a very good liar. I spend my days smiling at people who killed everyone I loved, and I do it so well that they give me keys to their rooms. It has been six weeks since I remembered that my name is Maren, not Senna, but I still answer to Senna. I have to. Senna is the girl they trust. Senna is the healer who fixes their cuts. Maren is the girl who wants to watch this whole house burn.

“This little bit of fight in you? It just makes it more exciting. Once the stuff fully kicks in, you’ll be begging me for more!” With that, he leaned down like a rabid animal and tried to kiss her. Tara’s entire body felt weak and hot, her stomach burning. She could barely struggle against him. In the room next door, Nina sat holding a glass of red wine, her eyes fixed on her phone screen. She turned to her assistant with a cold smile. “If Tara hadn’t been wearing pants today, Wesley would’ve already succeeded. But this is even better! It’ll just bring out more of his animal instincts.”

((SEAN)) Sena just sat quietly while I began to tell her everything. “Theriss Steward was my first girlfriend.” ((SENA)) Steward? Is she also as beautiful as Bella from Twilight? He began telling me things that I didn’t even ask. “Our relationship didn’t last long,” Sean sighed. “I don't want that to happen to the two of us. I am very much willing to live the rest of my life with you. “ That was supposed to feel romantic if that ginger didn’t look at us again! Tsk. Is Theriss as beautiful as Chelsea?

“You’re tired. Go to bed. I’ll join you when I’m done here.” Sienna nods. She needs the time alone too. She retreats to the bedroom, her mind spinning as she lies down. Nausea returns, and she closes her eyes, willing it away. *** The room is dark, save for the faint glow of moonlight coming through the curtains. Sienna stirs in her sleep, her body tangling in the sheets as warmth spreads across her skin. Featherlight kisses trail along her neck and shoulders, sending shivers down her spine. She turns instinctively, seeking the source of the touch.

He shuddered with desire at the sight of her wolf. My stomach was in knots. First, a girl had come out of nowhere and made a dash for the spire. Then one of Korrigan’s men had shifted and attacked her. It was clear that the wolf was going to go for the spire. But Korrigan shifted and pounced. Now Senna was in the fray. Her wolf was weakened though and she didn’t stand a chance. My heart pounded as Senna’s wolf tried to take on Korrigan’s. But he tossed her wolf around like a rag doll.

It didn’t take long to find her. Sienna sat at the Black River table—back straight, chin tilted, every inch of her broadcasting challenge. Alpha Thomas sat at the head of the table, scar catching the light when he turned to speak to his Beta. Beside him sat Sera, Black River’s Luna, eyes sharp as blades in a deceptively sweet, quiet face. Sienna took up space, even seated. She glowed with the kind of confidence only someone born to command could carry. Luca’s scent spiked. Reign didn’t need to look at him to know his twin had found his mate.