Toriels House Novels & Stories

"Not yet." "Let me introduce myself to you again, Lady Esmeray Iverson." Tori stood up straight and faced me. "I am Tori Domicci," said Tori as he bowed, his hand was bent to his front and the other hand behind, his other foot was put behind and his knee bent. It was an act of a prince in a movie. I was confused not until I heard what he said next. "I am Tori, banished from the honorable Domicci Family, one of the five ruling factions."

They were now standing on top of at least six storied building, and from here she could see the big black boundary wall running around in a huge circle. “This – this –” Kira stammered. “This is your house?” “It is my house, yes, the La Gualias clan’s house,” Dimitri stretched his arms and pointed around. “What place is this?” Kira asked, shocked. She could see wide ocean up ahead… the three side of the house was covered with ocean, whereas the fourth side of the house was connected to the mainland. Small houses surrounded the fourth side. “This place is your house now too, Kira,” Dimitri stressed.

In the middle of the whole place was a huge open space which was the living room. " It's an old Elf house." Terrius softly gasped to himself as he had a look around. " Pretty cool right?! I found it by accident when I was caught in the rain! There used to be someone staying here, but after they saw me reading some of their books in their living room they took off screaming. Not really sure what I did wrong. " I shrugged. " Cool! But what's up with the previous owners?" Manor chimed. " *Awkward laugh* You must have been in half-beast form which is most likely why there's such rumors were made." Hikaru theorized.

The thought was unbearable. "How do we find House Keltos?" he asked, his voice barely audible. The male vendor laughed again. "You don't just 'find' House Keltos, high elf. They're one of the five ruling houses. Their estate occupies an entire island in the eastern quarter." The female dark elf slid from behind her stall, moving toward Eliad with a predatory grace. "I could take you there," she offered, her fingertips brushing his arm. "For a price, of course."

Suriel says to them. The trip back to the house takes half an hour. Their house is just a small wooden shanty, crudely constructed with old wooden planks, and falling apart due to it being abandoned years before. The window spaces lacking glass, wooden planks deteriorating with some repair to keep the house from collapsing. Suriel's own garden rests just beside the house, mostly consisting of Delphinium, the tall blue flowers lean against the house istself. Inside the house itself consists of two rooms with broken furniture and sleeping beds made from hay.

The carriage stopped in front of a symmetrical pre-Georgian house, with white Doric columns and glazed folding doors leading into a vaulted foyer. The small but elegant building had so far exceeded Torcia's expectations that she looked at it in speechless astonishment. Stepping out of the car first, Reeves helped her down, while a servant hurried up the steps to inform the servants that the master had returned. Wincing at the constriction of her leg muscles for so long, Torcia leaned against Reeves's supporting arms as they made their way to the door. A middle-aged housekeeper greeted them. She was a chubby woman with warm eyes and silver-brushed hair.

But I needed to make sure Tori could stay awake driving. “Where are we off to?” I ask her. “There’s a woman waiting for us in a cabin in these woods.” Tori answered. “She’s an acquaintance of Alpha Shields and she’ll take us in for the night so we can be well rested for the remainder of the drive.” In a couple of hours we pull up on a small cylindrical house with a point on top that almost looks like a witch’s hat. Tori yawns. I wish I could have helped her out, but I never learned to drive. Maybe now that I can see, I’ll be able to. We approach the small house. I gingerly knock on the door. A woman in her late twenties with flaming red hair and a warm smile answers the door. “Hey there! Eve

“Of course. Don’t worry about us, you just get to our Luna.” “Yeah, what he said” “Thanks, I owe you.” Waving me off I take that time to leave. Hyde and I both rushing for where Tori was last seen. The Pack House. Our home still under construction when learning that Tori was pregnant. Our need to add a few more additions to the new place making it difficult for us to move in. My legs quick in reaching the house as I burst through the front door and up a flight of stairs. My feet taking two at a time. The sound of yelling soon reaching my ears the closer I get to where Tori and Zak both were.

she said, her voice soft and cajoling. After a few seconds of hesitation, I walked into the house. The house was warm and most importantly, it was safe. Far away from any harm that was after us or trying to take Elara away from me. In the chimney, a fire burned and it casted eerie shadows across the room. The house smelled of herbs and something sweet, it wafted across the air going straight through my nose and to my lungs. It was soothing in a way I couldn’t understand. Tori turned to me, her eyes softening as she pointed towards a worn out couch that was in the corner of the room. “You should sit,” she said with that same smile on her face. “You look like you’re about to faint.”

The house didn’t feel like home anymore. The blue torches flickered. The walls were cold. And sometimes, in the corner of her eye, Lyra saw movement. “Did you see that?” she asked Kael. He nodded, sword already in hand. “It’s here.” The curse was inside House Virel. And it wanted the babies. DAY 1 OF THE HUNT The Keepers drew lines. Salt. Blood. Virel sigils. Around the nursery. Around the heart room.