The Women Of Troy: A Novel Novels & Stories

She pats her abdomen for emphasis. Once she closes the door to her room behind her, she finds herself pacing back and forth, desperate for something to do. She can't seem to sit for too long. Her eye catches a book she's been wanting to read. Reading hasn't exactly fit her mood lately. In one swift motion, she grabs the novel off the shelf, jumps into bed, and opens to the first chapter.

“What is it?” I inhaled sharply—and the scent hit me. Rancid. Bitter. Not pack. Not friend. Rogues. My lips peeled back into a snarl. “Trouble.” The gates shuddered, then burst inward with the force of bodies slamming through. Shadows spilled into the courtyard—wolves, lean and feral, eyes glowing with hunger. Rogues. At least seven of them. The air erupted with chaos. Guards shouted, steel clashed, claws ripped against armor. The courtyard became a storm of violence.

Allana is like ¼ of who I am, she is a fragment of my imagination, and there is not a time that I wished I was her, to be loved by someone like Augustine Kings. As I close the first book of the Love, Lust Lies series, I am hoping that you will join me as I continue to write the remaining books of the stories I had been meaning for everyone to give a chance. April 28, 2021 19:55:22 I declare A Woman’s Worth completed with dignity and pride. Thank you. For more books to be completed! Love, Lust, Lies Series A Woman’s Worth Completed (Exclusive in GoodNovel) Augustine Kings and Allana Dellaney BxG

he assured Riley. "Back in Afghanistan, our fire team spoke about sharing a woman. I know it was more to scratch an itch that we all had, but I think she could be this woman for us. That she could be the one all of us need. However, with that being said, I understand if that has all changed, especially with her." "Hmm," Vincent hummed, contemplating what Riley said. "She is an extraordinary woman," he agreed. "What would be your end goal?"

Nothing. “I can’t either,” I said, panic rising. “That’s by design, dear cousins,” a voice purred behind us. We turned to see Eris—the goddess of discord. “Strife” in English. Very on-brand. She’s the one who set the Trojan War in motion just because she wasn’t invited to a wedding. Heroes died, civilizations crumbled, divine rifts exploded. All because she got snubbed. So yeah, seeing her show up? Not a good sign.

"Do you seriously think you can fool me again? No matter what you say, I will never trust you! You seduced my husband and betrayed me. What makes you think I'll believe anything you say?" "You don't have to trust me," she said, smiling meaningfully. "But I'm telling you, I'm not the enemy you should get rid of. In fact, my presence shouldn't bother you at all. There's someone out there you should be wary of." The woman was talking in riddles, but she admitted that what she said had an effect on her. She felt a strange nervousness that she couldn't explain. But no, why would she believe her? Why would she feel bothered by a traitor's word? She was just deceiving her and she wouldn’t let her s

Because where the other paintings had all been positive, I couldn’t help but notice that the images here were a lot more… darker. They seemed to be telling a story of a battle, one with many casualties and pain. I was taken aback by just how different these were and how horrific they seemed. And yet one stood out amongst them all, centred within the middle with a light within its darkness. It was of a woman with flowing silver hair, so bright in colour that it seemed possessed by moonlight itself. She stood with her arms outstretched as she stared up to the sky, an expression of contrition across her face. And yet… and yet, in complete contrast to that, she was depicted with blood covering h

His touch is tender and gentle, and instead of fear, it ignites a flutter of warmth within her. Nora has carried the weight of past traumas, which left her guarded and wary of romantic connections. She had sworn off trusting anyone, but there is something different about Terry. In his presence, she feels a sense of safety and comfort she hasn't felt in a long time. Slowly, she begins to let her guard down, and a soft spot starts to form in her heart.

Em grabbed my arm swiftly and Livy clasped on Ronny’s shirt. My eyes were wide in bewilderment. Right now, Lorraine was in a room, the study I guess, and there was this painting of the Nun. As she moved closer to the painting, with dread all over her face, it seemed as if the painting was real. As if the face of the Nun was truly there. And believe me when I say, it was terrifying. She switched on the lights and the painting was back to being a simple painting. Then, one of the old paintings moved and from behind it, a shadow emerged on the wall. It was of the Nun. The shadow of the petrifying demon moved towards its painting, the painting of the Nun.

On the sleeve was a gold bracelet with shimmering gems. “Wow, I like it. I look good,” Claire muttered. Without thinking, Claire chose the recommended character. Level 1. Helen of Troy Helen is the most beautiful woman on earth. She was presented by Aphrodite to Paris, Prince of Troy. In fact, Helen was the wife of Menelaus, King of Sparta. This sparked the infamous Trojan war. As Aphrodite, find your mission and win this level. "Alright, let's get started," muttered Claire as she pressed the play button.