Novelas y relatos de Slendrina

Only a few. But I see potential in one soul. A woman. I have, ever since her first incarnation. And back then, her name was...Drina. And unfortunately, like most inspirational stories, hers started in the darkest of all places. Drina was a tortured soul in her first life. A life, which has come to shape her soul now. Where are we in incarnation thirteen you ask? Well, let me show you... Xandra Kallan

In the middle of a vast meadow, a beautiful woman walking in a green dress with a silver crown on her head. She is Queen Lourine Chatrine. She left the palace, which had been her home for many years, where she laughed and wept. Her departure was not only due to the betrayal of her husband, King Van De Fretas, but also to save herself and her son, Prince Xander Reenan. The power of her soul journey knowledge has reached the highest level which allows her to know everything that will happen in the future.

I ask her giggling. “Why not? It was your sister's idea.” She offers me a glass of wine. “Which one? Sophie seems to be the boyish girl but she’s just as girlie as Charlotte.” I giggle accepting the glass of wine. “Actually, both of them had this idea.” Penny laughed. “You and them remind me of my older sister and me.” “You have a sister? What’s her name?” I asked her. “I do. Her name is Layla. She’s next in line to be the leader of our coven but when we were younger we used to play a lot.” She explains with a sad tone.

she repeated. He chuckled and ran his hand through his dark hair, which caught the light of the moon and made it look like satin threads. “My name is Slate,” he told her, looking her right in the eyes. “I know the dragon well, Princess, because… I am the dragon.”

Platinum that fit her finger perfectly, with a one carat teal gemstone sitting atop. Tears spilled down her cheeks as Drago rose from his knees. He gently cupped the back of her neck, pulling her into a deep,passionate kiss.

Jethro asks. “Once, there was an Omerian hybrid, wolf, dragon, and phoenix. Her name was Shayla, and Shayla has powers like none before. Upon meeting her mate, Shayla was killed, and the Moon Goddess locked away her soul. She did so because Shayla was Selene’s favourite creation, and she wasn’t ready to let her go just yet.

Biting my lip in concentration. "I think I'm done," I say, his face is outstanding better already. Patching itself together as though nothing happened. He doesn't move, "you're beautiful." I flush. Looking down and picking at my cracked nails. "Stop." Chris merely smiles, "You are Andrea. And I'm going to remind you every chance I get." I fumble to words, to any response. I've never considered myself beautiful. My almost platinum blonde hair was weirdly natural and my blue eyes where so light they sometimes seemed to reflect clouds. But beautiful? No.

he bent down and said in her ear "I am your monster and you are my Dark Hidden Paradise " ///Guys...it's Sriste here....it's a story of some dangerous mystery with obsessjve love...so please support me with your love...I can tell u all that I will make you love with every character in story...Follow me in my Instagram : sriste__author.///

Kenzy is a first-year student studying Law in RSU While Trisha is waiting to re-write JAMB just like cause, because she didn't get up to her course cut off point. The three friends are not just classic but beautiful, although most persons say Alexandra is the most beautiful in the three friends, most think Trisha is prettier. Alexandra is a dark-skinned girl, tall for her age, slim, with this killer Ass, curvy, she just got the figure. Trisha is fair-skinned, she got the height, has the sexiest body, most think she is pretty. Kenzy is fair-skinned, very beautiful, she isn't really curvy, in conclusion, she doesn't really have a sexy body. During there secondary school days they were known as

“Who presents this newest member to the pack?” Richard asked as he stood on the dais. The pack members were all seated at the tables and I stood next to Kiran. “I, Kiran Sinclair, Alpha of the Southern Alaskan Pack,” he answered. “Present your member to the pack,” Richard said to him. “I present Levi Montgomery Sinclair, son of Georgina Sinclair, taken at the age of two and raised human and unaware, born of the Southern Alaskan pack under Female Alpha Georgina Sinclair,” Kiran said.