The Rain King Selena Novels & Stories

After the last time, it wouldn't be bad enough to say that we were more like friends now. Friends with benefits. I took his signal, closing up the large distance between us. He stood there looking all professional in his grey shorts and baseball hat- surrounded by a bunch of other people. "So here's our second lead actress!. Everyone, kindly welcome - Selene Woods" - he announced, watching my approaching figure. I straightened my black top as i bowed slightly, strands of hair falling over my face. "You know, i have heard about you before and watched some of your movies - i must say Selene, you're quite the talent".

It’s different from what I felt with Dante. No this is much much darker. The woman tilts her head, that glorious hair falling over her shoulder. “Oh, where are my manners? I haven’t even introduced myself yet!” She exclaims, clapping. When she does, I jerk. It sounds like a gunshot. Then she extends a hand, her fingers long and slender, her nails sharp and painted a nude tone. I shake her hand. “My name is Selene. It’s a pleasure to finally meet you, Morgana.”

Selena looked up at the dark night sky. And gazed at the ground that was now raining. Her appearance in the large mirror in Damian's room seemed to be thinking about many things. With her arms crossed over her chest, she was thinking while enjoying the quiet night atmosphere with the rhythm of the rain outside. She had been daydreaming there for quite some time. Damian entered his room, and looked at Selena who was pensive by the window in the rain. His reflection could also be noticed by Selena at that moment. Damian sighed and approached.

One of the witches beside her asked curiously as she saw that the king was not moving. "No!, Not yet I'd rather do it with my bare hands." Selena replied as she sunk into the sofa that was close to where the mirror stood. "I only gave him a heart attack, I needed to hasten our plan you see?" The witch who had asked about the king still stood my Selena, her name was Lia, she seemed to be the closest witch to Selena as Selena had thought her almost all she knew about sorcery, it was more like she had been trying to recreate herself in the girl.

Broken-hearted Queen had nothing to do but to pray and to cry , she had lost her last hope to bear a child how can she when the king didnot care about her exsitence anymore . One night after crying long enough that her eyes were engraved by dark ashes of sadness, falling to the tough floor again , that was never soft for her fragile body yet it was more comforting to her heart than her king would . A heavy rain just started to fall , and to be fair it was the strongest rain ever witness in the kingdome , the rain was as a glowing icy blue fall , yet doesn't give cold chills but rather warmth to the bones , that night the king wandered in the castle unheeding to no where in confusion not talk

I am not scared but I am nervous that Sain will saw me holding a freaking gun. I am his innocent and fragile wife. I am not the strong and fearless Herravie Costello right now, I am Selena Asli Castania. I am a damsel in distress and Sain Czar Ildefonso is my knight in shining armor. I know it sound fucking annoying that I need to keep my identity as Selena even in this crucial moment, but what can I do? I can't ruined this mission.

she asked “Oh dear, I’m not going to sleep…” Selena said with her innocent Bambi eye to her “Oh…then can you sing a lullaby for me, please…” she struggled with the words. Selena nodded and hugged her closer to her chest. “You are my sunshine…you are my raindrop…” Selena begins to sing the only lullaby that she remembers. Her voice came in a deep and soothing wave, even for adults as Orion’s eyes felt heavy and he started rubbing them.

"Kendrick! You are my mate! Why the fuck are you holding a bastard pup?!" Everyone turned around to look at the stairs to find an all decked up Selena glaring and fuming at Echo in anger. She was wearing a queen pink gown, looking like a hot air balloon as she wore a princess gown but it didn't suit her. Also the color was so unmatched with the occasion that it wasn't looking more out of place. She did heavy makeup and had her hair in a stylish bun. She walked down the stairs and stood in front of Kendrick Echo. She looked pissed off for some reason.

By the time Kenneth Ford finally showed up, I was already soaked through. He wasn't alone. There was a girl under his umbrella, and at well over six feet tall, Kenneth had enough height to shield her almost completely from the rain. He'd tilted the umbrella so far toward her that one side of his shirt was getting drenched, but he didn't seem to care. He just smiled and let her stay tucked safely beside him. Then he saw me, and the smile on his face disappeared. "Sorry, I'm late," he muttered. The girl beside him immediately turned to me. "Hannah, it's my fault. I've gotten so used to sharing Kenneth's umbrella that I asked him to walk me home. And honestly, being tucked up against him m

Owen quickly shrugged out of his jacket and wrapped it around my shoulders, the satin inside still warm from his body. I reached up, wrapping my hand around the back of his neck and pulling him down for a kiss. Our lips met, the taste of the rain on his lips. I parted my lips and slipped my tongue inside of his mouth, which was so warm and inviting. His hand tangled itself in my wet hair and pulling me closer to him. Our bodies pressed together, the heat of his chest defying the cold of the rain. We stood there, kissing in the rain as if it was the most natural thing in the world. Raindrops pounded against the pavement, splattering against windows and shaking the baby leaves on the trees. I