Zelena Mills Novels & Stories

Instead, she exuded a cold aura. Catherine gave her a cold look and said in a detached tone, "What do you want?" Selene smiled faintly. "Nothing much. I just heard about a talented student named Catherine at Styre University and wanted to meet her." She reached out her hand, smiling brightly, but there was a hint of disdain in her eyes, revealing her true feelings despite her outward appearance. "Hello, I'm Selene Miller, a Ph.D. in artificial technology and biology from Avon University. It's a pleasure to meet you!"

Megan glared at Cassandra over her shoulder, unable to contain the anger in her voice, “I’m perfectly fine. This is Cattleya Kir. She will offer you protection as from now.” Selena shyly nodded towards the elegant woman who was wearing a dark blue long dress and whose jewelry was scintillating under the moonlight. She seemed to be in her late twenties. Sharp eyes. Good sense of fashion. She looked like a celebrity. She warily noticed the men in black suit, similar to those who had been fighting the thugs, standing behind her and she hesitantly glanced at Cassandra.

I loved nothing more than dipping my feet into the cool rippling flow of water back home at White Forest. “Follow the stream another couple of hundred metres and it empties out into a giant lake, or ocean. I’m not entirely sure. Zena knows.” “Zena is a force of nature,” I said softly, jealousy curling like flames in my stomach. All the clothes I borrowed were glamorous and expensive. Mature and grown up. It made the gowns and long trailing corseted wonders I roamed the castle halls in seem almost childish. Clad in leather and silk I felt like I was part fire-breathing dragon. Zena seemed to do as she wished, when she wished. She had Alpha Cillian’s confidence yet wandered between packs like

I had to give my head a shake and walk away before I saw a white note peeking out of the drawer. *** Cillian, stop looking in Matilda’s underwear drawer! I bought everything I thought she might like. She will make a beautiful Luna exactly as she is anyway. Unable to find out anything about Phillipe’s protection from Northern Territories. It’s another source, not the witch. See you soon, Zena X ***

“Don’t reject Yelena’s kindness. She might be the youngest invigilator at only fourteen, but her skills are unrivalled. Not even the Death Princess can surpass her in an actual battle.” Speechless. Zen had a feeling that Yelena was young. However, he never expected her to be younger than him. He thought that he was one of the youngest candidates in this academy, but now, he knew that wasn’t the case. “Deal?” Yelena pointed her fork at him, and Zen hastily nodded before screeching when he checked the time. The invigilators let Zen go and watched as he crashed into the door painfully. The poor kid would probably find it hard to survive even the next event. As they heard Zen running to meet his

And at that time, they already had Stasi, who was only 4 years old. However, Zeenya is very lucky because all this time, Celena Marcela has loved her like her own biological child. Zeenya had never felt any distinction between herself and Stasi. Celena Marcela is a good stepmother to them regardless of whether her father is at home or at work.

Saying this, she waved at Elizabeth, "Come up and let me show you how amazing I am!" Elizabeth burst into laughter, walked over, and was about to sit up, "Okay, I'm looking forward to it." "Elizabeth!" Hearing that, Elizabeth was stunned. When she turned back, she saw Zena in a sky-blue long dress as expected. "Zena." Evelyn grabbed her hair and greeted Zena with a smile, "Hello, Miss Meng." Zena smiled very gently at her, "Hi, Evelyn." Evelyn was a little flattered when she heard that. Zena had only given them two classes, but she actually remembered her name. As expected, Zena was really a goddess and her memory was not ordinary!

~ MILENA ~ The next day Zaia organised a barbeque where she had called their family and friends which consists of Alpha Payne, his Luna Adriana, and their three kids; 17-year-old Lance, 15-year-old Arabella and 14-year-old Landon. And of course Zade Toussaint, his Luna Valerie, and their kids; 17-year-old Ryder, 16-year-old Axel, 15-year-old Nash and 13-year-old Blair.

Ronan ordered, his words directed at Miles who nodded and rushed outside and it was almost like he had read my mind. I stopped resisting, deciding against creating a scene for Martha to watch. But bless the goddess, I was going to pay him back for thinking he could treat our relationship this way! Martha’s voice reduced gradually until it was no more than a whisper and she walked towards us and placed her hands on the stone. “By the power given to me, I ask to see the astral path of Zira, daughter of Selina, the moon goddess and the Queen of Eliza.” She shouted in a loud voice.

“I am Princess Selene of the Blood Moon Pack. It is an honour to meet you, Demi-Goddess Mileena.” She tilted her head, studying me with an intensity that felt almost predatory. “I know who you are,” she said, her voice soft but carrying an undertone of authority. “They call you the blind prodigy. A warrior who slays thousands without sight, trampling over men to prove her worth. The next alpha of this great pack.” Her words hung in the air for a moment, and then her expression shifted, her eyes narrowing, glinting like sharpened blades. “But I don’t care about any of that.” The air seemed to grow colder, heavier, as her tone turned lethal. “What I care about… is what lies buried deep inside