Novelas y relatos de Slendrina

I try to take care of her at work and outside work, her husband does everything he can to keep her out of trouble. Norah pouts, and I pull her out of the kitchen until we're in a safe, quiet zone. She shows me a small vile wrapped in a silky napkin, watching with wide eyes to see my reaction. "What the hell is that?" I have to ask. She grins. "It's another poison to add to my collection. I finally got the belladonna extract," she explains. "Are you crazy?" I whisper-shout, looking around. "This is a restaurant! You have to stop bringing them here!"

He said to the alpha. Kieran looked amused. “It’s alright alpha Austin but I would like to take my mate with me, what do you say little mate.” He asked Sandy and she nodded eagerly. Shannon was so happy that she found her mate, she was now going to be the Luna of the Silver Cres Pack and she couldn’t be happier. They were a strong pack and Sandy was going to be happy there.

answered Draco. I am Draco, son of Zergenth, Protector of The Sky, the last dragon prince on Magica. Sir Edmund Brighton's eyes widened at Draco's answer. His body trembled violently. "Who is she? Why can she use dragon magic?” asked Sir Edmund Brighton. Draco turned his head towards Astrid, and the woman shook her head. "I also do not know. This all happened suddenly,” Astrid replied, shrugging her shoulders. "She's my Amicus, Astrid Lewis," Draco replied, glowering at Sir Edmund Brighton.

, I whispered to him. "Okay", he whispered back. "What do you want from me?" I asked the girl in front of me. What's her name again? Kristine? Kaisha? Kimberly? "Ugh, what is your name?" I yelled out loud in frustration when I got tired of trying to remember her damn name. "My name is Kimberly Brent sweetie and I'm the queen of the school", she said looking so proud of herself. I snorted. "I don't care who or what you are in this school. Just spill the crap you came to say and leave me alone."

“Pretty smart.. pretty smarts . Always knew my boy was smart. So, they basically work on their own 24/7?” “Yeah yeah.” she smiled, AGAIN! “So, how’s this my business? And why did you guys bring me here?” Chad asked with one hand holding the bedsheets he wrapped around his waist. “…the Medusa were looking for a woman, Aisha. Because she’s basically the only one who has ever come in contact with 'the fisheye'. And they’re seriously looking for the Fisheye.” “…whoa whoa.. wait, who’s Fisheye?” Chad interrupted.

Despite not having a window the room was fairly lit by some lightshrooms placed at the ceiling. “I apologize for barging in without any permission. I apologize as well for not giving a formal introduction. My name is Elizabeth Florentina Alutreta, first born of Lady Odagaia “Mother of the Forest” It is a pleasure to meet Avaritia’s youngest royal knight and the person dubbed as The Reaper” She calmly introduced herself, bowing her head as she spoke. Both hands were placed above her long silky nightgown. Her skin glowed like the moon while her gown was illuminated by the lightshrooms above them

She gritted, instantly helping her on her feet. The girl took off her hoodie and Skylar was aweed by the lengthy orange hair that fell smoothly on her back. "What's your name Mistress?" Skylar sighed with her shoulders dropping, why was her first trip dramatic? "First of all, am not your mistress. What does that even mean?!" Shailyn smiled. "I can see that you do not know of my kind, you even called me a human but you can see my true self. Am a fairy but a Bonded creature"

he whispered. Jordan and the King redirected their attention to the woman. "What is your name?" the King asked. "I am Shiandra Rhinehart from the country of Aota." "My advisor informs me that you are the ideal person to care for my daughter. I will pay you 50 coins weekly for looking after the child. Am I not fair?" Shiandra smiled. "You are very fair, Your Majesty. Thank you, Your Majesty," she said, curtsying. Jordan cleared his throat.

She was a small drakaina, I learned, short and stocky, with a frame built for hard work and not for flight. “Adrina is blonde, about as tall as this.” He held his hand to his shoulder. “No horns, barely any wings, and small talons easily hidden and absorbed,” he described her. “Flat, blue eyes with only a spark of glow.” My last words to him had been a promise to seek her out, to find her amongst the other maids and extract her, taking her as far away as possible. “Crimson would be ideal. Her sister serves the Archon as a liaison. She’ll take care of her.”

Blend in, keep your head down, and move on before anyone gets too close. As she walked down the bustling hallway, murmurs and whispers followed her. She was used to it. She didn't just blend in. She found her locker and fumbled with the combination, her hands trembling slightly. As she opened it, she caught a glimpse of herself in the small mirror inside. Her long, curly silver hair cascaded down her back like molten moonlight, shimmering with an otherworldly glow. It was the kind of hair that defied explanation, the kind that drew eyes and sparked curiosity exactly what she didn't need.