روايات وقصص ضمن Zelena Mills

Emilia raises her head to look at Liam who seemed to be as confused as she was if not more. “ It’s Hailey. She did this, I’m sure of it.” Emilia said as she made her way into the room. The king sized bed was covered with rose petals. The petals flowed to a door that seemed to be the door to the bathroom. Wanting to see what was behind the door, Emilia opened it. The huge bathtub was also filled with rose petals. Jesus! Emilia felt heat rise up to her face. Going back to the room, she saw that Liam was already putting the candles off. The room looked romantic, too romantic.

she grinned wickedly. Leila snorted, “You are terrible.” Zen shrugged, “You say it like it’s a bad thing. Showtime.” The girl leaned forward with one black painted fingernail and pressed the doorbell. Oh crap, Zanna would never wear black nail polish, in fact Leila had never seen her wear any polish at all. It was an oversight she hoped Mrs. Morten didn’t notice or question. At least Zen had enough foresight not to wear any makeup or jewelry except for the rosary draped around her slender neck. Leila made a final effort to keep her dress down at a respectable level skimming her knees and made sure all her hair was still neatly tucked back into its ponytail. Thoughts of Sterling’s fingers run

After crossing a vegetable garden, they entered a modern kitchen, large enough to feed an army. “Sara? Oscar? Lain? Jeremy? Thomas? Is anyone around?” Milli yelled out random names. A middle-aged woman came over, sniffed, and turned to face Selena. Her eyes bore a sour glare in Selena’s direction. “Who’s this, Millie?” “Selena from the Riverstone pack. Mom, she’ll work here.” Her mother fixed a chilly glare on Selena as she inspected her. “Why are you hanging around with her?”

She asked again, sounding even more worried. “Young miss, I—” Lillian started but I cut her off, placing my cutlery back on the table and looking straight at my sister. “Why do you care if she is at the table or not?” I asked. Zena’s brow furrowed. “Maybe because she is always at the table and now she isn’t? She fired back. I bit back an angry growl, “Since when did you become friends with the Omega?” “The Omega has a name and it’s Eudora, you are just so—” Zena paused, her expression falling as if she just realised something. Sometimes, my dear sister was just too smart for her own good.

(Governess Countess Jelina) As an entourage and a guide, Jelina were doing a great job leading the group. She inwardly felt proud with the Queen Duchess praised and Queen Zanesia curious gaze on everything. Queen Zanesia is a woman with a very high intelligent and pride, but she often held back her words, she is strict woman after all. “This Auction House is truly beautiful…President Mies vision is truly magnificent…at this point, I wonder what he cannot do…By the way, it nice to meet you both again, Duchess Cassi, Countess Sarra….”.(Queen Zanesia Von Zaredon)

I began, again no interruptions, just silence. "Zelena is the last known female descendant of Selena, the first chosen daughter of the Goddess. She bears the mark of the Moon Goddess and harnesses her powers as well. Zelena is the newborn Triple Goddess”.

Offering a military salute by crossing their hands over their chest they stood facing her. Jelena Savage was not as old as one would expect from the leader of an entire race. She was only 17, even younger than Axel by a whole two years! Her hair was braided just above both her ears, her eyes watched coldly like a hawk and inside them, one could sense ruthlessness emanating from her whole being. Her voice was a bat match for her personality, she sounded nothing like who she was. This was a strong woman, who ruled with fear and an iron fist.

She turned toward the drinks table to grab a glass of champagne, but someone else beat her to it. “I wouldn’t count on him returning quickly,” a voice said. Lena looked up to see a woman with long auburn hair and eyes that matched Zane’s in color—but not in warmth. “I’m Cassandra Caldwell. His cousin.” “Oh,” Lena said carefully, “Nice to meet you.” Cassandra’s smile didn’t reach her eyes. “Is it? Because I know exactly what you are.” Lena stiffened. “Excuse me?” “You think you’re the first girl to fall for the billionaire’s charm? Please. You’ll get your payout, and he’ll move on. That’s how Zane operates.”

But she died, and now, like what the witch in front of her said, she was just a walking corpse. "I'll help you. But in return, choose me as your witch." "What? Why would I do that? I don't even know you." "My name is Zena from the Phoenix Coven. I'm the only one left from my coven." "What are you doing here in Versipellis?" Elisia asked. "His Majesty allowed me to stay after saving me from death. I owe him a lot." Zena answered while staring into Elisia's eyes. Elisia stared back to see if there was a lie behind Zena's eyes. She hesitated, but she wanted to hear Zuriel's explanation about the girl he took from Mirrikh.

Yelena let out a long sigh and said, “You treat her like your own sister, but she didn’t even invite you when she came out. “Linda, do you know who that woman in front of Cordelia is? She’s Zennie, the youngest daughter of the Hamertons from Centrolis! The last time our family held a charity dinner, she came hand in hand with Cordelia. She even called Cordelia her best friend! Hah, who knows what kind of trick that b*tch used to turn Zennie into her friend?