Stephen Herondale Novels & Stories

Hardly! Having just returned from the colonies, Lord Stephen Carlson was the talk of London society, as well as one of its most sought after bachelors in the ton. Thirteen years Elizabeth’s senior, he sailed from England in search of adventure fifteen years prior and returned only recently at the request of his father, who suffered from an acute breathing affliction. The heir to a dukedom with an estate that could rival that of a king’s, Stephen set his affairs abroad aside and dutifully assumed the role of estate master. Within days over his father’s badly neglected duties were in his competent hands.

Nor was I going to let my worries affect Becky. When I stepped off the elevator, the first thing I saw was Caroline in a heated conversation with a woman who looked so much like Jon that my eyes widened. Holy shit! Rip had been right. Caroline and Jon had a daughter together. How did Jon not know that this was his daughter? She was practically his twin! The only thing she got from Caroline was her lips. Everything else was Jon.

I asked her, totally being confused. “Yes,” She pulled her to her side and held her arm, “She is going to be your wife in the future. Her name is Rachel Adams. Future CEO of Adams cooperatives.” She remarked. She had a wide smile which was kind of annoying to me. “I'm sorry, Noah. I should've probably introduced myself to you first.” “Why do you apologize, dear. He doesn't give interest in girls unlike other guys. So, he would've reacted the same if you weren't here.” My mom said, “Don't mind him.”

That inheritance was important to me. And I needed a person who was experienced in handling snakes like these. I took my phone out and went to contacts. Dante Blake. My finger lingered over his name, I had once refused his proposal but I needed him now. I made a call. He answered after two rings. He purred in a deep voice . “Alina Ross. You finally called, what a miracle.” “I really need your help.” A pause. “What went wrong?” “I lost everything,” I answered. “I'm going to retract everything now.”

A frown grew on my lips. "Why do I need guards?" I muttered to him. "We're here to protect our Luna. You're important to us now." He smiled. "I didn't catch your name?" I smiled at him. I was touched that I just got here and I already had people that cared about me. "My name is Oscar." He bowed his head. "Nice to meet you Oscar. My name is Helena." I smiled at him, extending my hand out for him to shake. He looked at it strangely, but hesitantly shook it.

Reilly growls. They know each other. Cal, the bow welder and possibly my savour's jaw clenches tightly. Whatever relationship they have, it can't be very good... "Didn't think we would have to see each other again," the man muses. Instantly, I'm faced with an accent I've never heard in my life. It's so exotic, the way it melts smoothly together, curving around your senses with a quiver. "And in such an unfortunate place," Reilly muses.

He'd never been pleased about fulfilling the Shaw-Keller family's marriage arrangement in the first place. Before the wedding, the woman he truly loved—Sloane Miller—had died in a diving accident. He believed it was my fault, or at least the Keller family's doing, so he'd hated me ever since. After the wedding, he vanished without a trace. Three months later, he returned with another woman in his arms. Over the next two years, I lost count of how many girlfriends he cycled through. Almost all of them resembled Sloane in some way. But this was the first time he brought home the young woman from earlier—Nora Vance.

“You see... no one knew who our mother was. Our father told us she abandoned us, but the truth was she wasn’t a wolf, and back then, that was against our rules. But with our mother, we have a second chance at having a mate. Hence Dane’s situation. Lucky bastard.” “I don’t understand,” I mumbled. “You’re Dane’s second mate.” He answered. “It’s almost as if you are Selena reincarnated.” “I’m seventeen. That would mean you killed her that many years ago, the day I was born.” I shook my head. “Dane looks so young.” Kade chuckled. “We don’t age.” He declared. Confused, I looked at him like he was stupid. “So now you’re a vampire?”

“Because she’s right here. Hello Damon. This is Hayley Stephens. Halloway Stephens is currently slaving away at her office as we speak. I guess you kidnapped the wrong sister.”

Annalise is 21 and in college with her two best friends and her sister. She is starting her last year off on a good start. She is one grade ahead of her average age. She is studying art and wants to be the best she can be. She is assigned a partner for her last big assignment, Theo Hyde. He is the guy she has had a crush on for years, but he is also her best friend's ex-boyfriend. She tries to focus on the project, but her feelings keep getting in the way.