Eudoria Holmes Novelas e Histórias

"Rori Zoe Ryan." ________

But now that it was out in the open, there was no taking it back. Caspian still looked confused by Eduardo’s words, his brows tightly knit. Ursula asked again, her voice tense, “What do you mean by that, Grandpa?” Before Eduardo could answer, Knight spoke up, his tone calm but sharp. “Old Mr. Anderson has clearly revealed that Alia Morvane is his only student,” Knight said. “Which means—Alia is Rafflesia, the mysterious perfumer.”

They moved with calculated precision, knowing that their resurgence had to be subtle yet effective. Eurydice, the healer from Thrace, had not forgotten the injustice surrounding Maximus's death. Despite facing dismissal from the Athenian senate, she harbored a determination to uncover the truth and expose those responsible for the assassination. Her investigation, initially thwarted by the influential cabals within the Athenian senate, took an unexpected turn when she discovered clandestine connections between certain senators and the reborn Sons of Liberty.

I snapped. Instead of looking intimidated, Cartier’s frown deepened. “Is this about Ms. Eudora?” he asked. I blinked at him. “And how the fuck did you arrive at that conclusion?” The corners of his lips twitched as he struggled to suppress a smile. “Just because you don’t pay attention to gossip doesn’t mean the rest of us don’t, Orion,” he replied. “I know Ms. Eudora is Desmond Nelson’s ex-wife.” He tilted his head slightly. “What I don’t understand is why you’re suddenly interested.”

Caleb gripped the steering wheel tightly. “Caleb?” Through clenched teeth, he said, “She was a redhead, Diana. He’s a red lupus garou looking for a mate. There must be a shortage of eligible females in the area.” Diana's throat felt parched as if she’d crossed the Badlands without a lick of water.

“If there was an accident we would have heard about it, you are Maria Rodriguez, who doesn't know you and besides you don't have a single scratch on your body.” “You are right, I am Maria Rodriguez but you left one thing… Maria Rodriguez does not betray anyone.” Old Grandpa took in deep breaths turning to me. “I believe you, but these pictures say otherwise so until I find out what is going on, this matter remains silent.” I shook my head in disagreement. “I don't know how Allen got his hands on these pictures but for him to have these pictures, he must know about the accident.” “Maria would not cheat on you,” Adam defended. “She might not love you but she would never do something like that.

Said the son of a bitch, separating her from me to hug her. And well he was right, the damned woman had worn a white button-down sleeveless blouse, a turquoise skirt, and not too high black heels, her brown hair falling in waves down her back. Beautiful was too short for her. “Thanks Daniel.” She replied somewhat uncomfortable because of the hug, but still answering it “But if you’re here, who is watching the party?” He laughed as if he had heard the best joke ever.

It was unlike all the other portraits that were hung in the room, it was different. It wasn't obvious and didn't look like it had a literal meaning, the portrait looked majestic in a self-proclaimed kind of way. Not only that, but it had the painting of a lady in white attire, with dark shades on her. She was elegant and had blue eyes. She had a silver wolf close to her, and Ariel eyed suspiciously. “Is she the Luna?” She asked. She wasn't sure who the questions were directed at, but they sure weren't getting any answers. She felt as if she was being watched and her eyes trailed upward to the stairs, as she saw the Alpha, Damien, staring at her.

He got me dresses and nursed me back to health, the least I could do was eliminate whatever dignity I was clinging onto. “A lady from Skrull pack, huh. Who would have thought.” He snickered, trailing his eyes down to my collar bone. “It can't be you, it just can't,” he uttered, drowning me in a sea of confusion. I twisted my lips and raised my brows. Did I look like someone he once knew? What was he talking about? Who was he referring to? My mind was a spiral of thoughts. I scratched my hair again and tried to crack a smile but he suddenly pulled back and fixed his eyes on my boobs.

A voice came from behind the two. Gael and Leonard turned around in unison and they were both shocked at the sight of Ashton. Ashton was walking over with a woman and the two were holding hands. The woman had fair skin, she was slender with a narrow waist and her legs were long. She looked beautiful as her long hair danced lazily in the wind. Ashton was as dashing as always but his face was a little pale. Gael's mouth was wide open after seeing his grandson. Leonard on the other hand had his eyes fixed on Maya as his eyes flashed with a mysterious light. No one could tell what he was thinking about or what was so interesting about Maya.