Stella Maeve Ethnicity Novels & Stories

The night I was born, there was a full moon. The Luna of the Crescent Rise bundle was my mom, Claire. She is my father, the Alpha's amazing mate, a powerful and gorgeous warrior. My parents have chosen to try again for another child, but my mother has already blessed him and the pack with my sister Stella. Stella had the beauty that my mother possessed. Bright gold hair, blue eyes brighter than any other in the pack. She showed great interest in school and had good grades as well as on the training field. She was both beautiful and intelligent which are both traits revered in the werewolf community.

He said immediately. Maya’s eyes widened slightly. So it was about the marriage and not the bride. “But why?” she asked quietly. Ethan looked at her, his expression unreadable. “I need to get married for some reasons.” That was it? No elaboration…Just that? The wind blew at Maya’s hair, sending a shiver down her spine. Maya swallowed. “Do you even know my name?” Ethan glanced at her briefly. “Maya Sterling, formerly Maya Hart, 20 years old, from the countryside, biological daughter of Mr. Sterling. That’s all I need to know.”

"How do you know that?" I exhaled, feeling a chill creep up my spine. "I don’t know." My voice was quiet, uncertain. "That night, I had a dream. A vision of a woman with platinum blonde hair and vibrant crimson eyes. She was tied up, and people were screaming at her, calling her names…" Hades sat down across from me, his gaze locked onto mine. The usual cool confidence in his eyes was replaced by something else—something more guarded. Placing an egg onto my plate, he exhaled slowly. "Stella was a hybrid—a witch and a vampire. She was raised in a vampire household but never denied her other side. When her family found out, they crucified her for it."

Michael smirked internally finally knowing his weakness . Stella :" Why so impatient my Daddy .Wanna know Who I am " moving her upper half towards him as her cleavage came in view .She grabbed his tie and started to play with it .Adolfo looked at her cleavage licking lips almost forgetting where he was. STELLA :" I am STELLA William . Royal Ethan's Love .That pathetic soul fell in love with me and now must be dying without me. Just like fish without water." Both of them laughed making fun of Ethan. she moved towards his ear and whispered.

She answered as though she read my thoughts. I stood looking at her with my mouth agape. I was speechless and taken aback by what I just heard. “ Now listen attentively because this is the most vital of all I want to tell you tonight. Maeve is the daughter of Alpha Stragov of Crescent Moon Pack,” She said again. “Wait. What? Crescent Moon Pack which my late father made sure went extinct due to the rumor of them making use of dark magic?” I asked her, dreading her answer.

Gia told her. "Your right. We are still the same as we've always been. We just know the truth of why we are this way now," she agreed. She & Stella took seats on the floor as a tall girl with creamy white skin & pale blue eyes stood in the front of the room. She had waist length blonde hair & freckles splattered across her face. She stood there for a moment holding a clip board while she waited for everyone to settle. Maeva could tell that she was the daughter of an Alpha, a decently powerful one.

Rita said, simply and calmly. "Let me make something clear to you, Miss Bethany Madison. Makaila is nothing like you. You are just a bundle of stupidity, foolishness, fake body, bitchiness and Sultriness. Makaila on the other hand is a pretty girl with an open heart, very smart, brave and courageous girl. If you didn't know that, know it now and get it into that empty brain of yours. At least there would be something in it." Rita told her to her face and that left Bethany awestruck.

“I’m going as a regular club-goer. A girl with a polite curiosity about the elusive man behind the velvet curtain. That’s all.” “That ‘elusive man’ is Aurelian freaking Morgenstein,” Charlie snapped. “The same guy who’s, according to your bitchy boss, been on the feds’ radar for years and somehow keeps vanishing like a myth. You’re not walking into a bar, Maeve. You’re walking into a lion’s den and asking if they serve mojitos.” “I’m not doing anything reckless,” I insisted, though the flutter in my stomach begged to differ. “I’ll blend in, dance a little, scope the place. Maybe get close enough to snap a photo. A name drop, a quote, something I can build a piece around.”

After all, Maeve knew that Esmeray belonged to the House of Untouchables. Esmeray was a Crone, born to rule. . . "Yes, I was banished from my home. You can mock me by calling me the Queen of Nightmares but what about you Maeve? Why did a pure and poised witch like you needed my help? Why can't you even abduct a Vampire without asking for your banished little sister's help?" Esmeray snarled like a wounded animal.

Maeve broke the silence first. "So..." Nobody answered. She looked around the fire. "...Are we really going to spend three days together without knowing each other's names?" "We know the names," Selene muttered. "I meant the people." "I think she's right." Cassian smiled faintly. Maeve clapped once. "I'll go first." She tucked a loose curl behind her ear. "I'm Maeve Hollow…My family runs a healing lodge in the Eastern Valleys." She smiled at the flames. "When I was little...I used to cry every time someone got hurt."