Orfeo の小説・ストーリー

I said, "Thank you for all that information. Now I know why she always wanted everything that was mine. I always knew that she was jealous, but I never thought that she would let it get so bad that she would be willing to kill me to get what she wanted." After everyone was gone, we told Adam and Amy goodnight, and Damien and I started to go to our room when we heard Amy scream. Damien and I ran in the direction of the scream and found a man who looked exactly like King Orfeo sitting in Adam's office. Damien said, "Let me guess... another current King of Vampires." The man stood and said, "Just the man I was looking for. I went to your pack first, but they told

This cannot continue any longer. The lady's eyes gleamed and filled with tears as she bowed her head down and said, ''From this day on, I Aoife Brighid pledge to serve---? How may I address you? '' ohh haha.. you can call me, Lucifer. Lucifer Avereza.'' Aoife: As the current Fairy Queen, I Aoife Brighid pledge to serve Lord Lucifer Avereza as his loyal retainer and as well as the loyalty of all my familia will be placed under you. Oh great lord please let us serve you.''

How the fuck am I supposed to watch this from a distance? “Fondle your breasts for me, baby.” I rasp. She hesitates. “Do you want to learn to please me, Oceane?” “Y-yes, Gio.” “Then caress those breasts for me, amore. Be gentle, be precise, be hard.” Oceane goes to grab her breasts, but I stop her halfway. “Do it slowly, Oceane, sensually.” I breathe. “I am your audience, and I require a good show. Feel yourself in a way that makes me want you. In a way that makes me feral with carnal desires.”

And immediately, the man turns around to face us, his eyes — ocean blue, immediately locking onto mine. “Olivia,” he says, his voice deep and calm. He walks towards me, hands stretched out in a handshake. “I am Orion. It’s a pleasure to finally meet the Fae Sven has been keeping.”

“But your son did.” The room fell silent. “Son,” Liora whispered. “He isn’t…” “He is both,” the Oracle said. “Yours… and not. A fragment with potential. And that potential has breached the seal of slumber.” Altheya stepped forward. “You mean the Void?” “No,” the Oracle replied. “Worse. He has tapped into Origin Flame. That which predates all gods, even Kalenos.” Liora knelt beside Auren. “Can we contain it?”

Unable to contain my actions, I bring my lips to his as he leans closer to inspect the remaining vestiges of the substance Hades forced me to gulp. "Miss Beatrice, please come to your senses." He stands up, stepping away, hands tight in a fist along his body. This Omar had his plate full. Everything he believes is outdated when it comes to my present. In his eyes, I was a lifelong enemy and a woman with no honor. "Why can't you see me?" I seek to understand his internal conflict. "Miss Beatrice, you have ingested Pomegranate wine. It's an aphrodisiac elixir used by the gods to enhance their carnal desires. Your actions are influenced; you must resist whatever desire consumes you."

The spine of the book crackled as he flipped through the pages, his fingers finally coming to rest on a page entitled “The Oneroi” “Morpheus is one of the Oneroi, the winged sons of Hypnos, the god of sleep, and Pasithea, the goddess of rest and relaxation. The Oneroi are triplets responsible for all aspects of the dream realm. There is Icelus, god of nightmares, Phantasus, god of illusional dreams, and Morpheus. Morpheus is the god of dreams and is the only one of the three Oneroi who is able to see and influence the dreams of kings, heros and other gods. He is also the dream messenger of the gods and appeared in the dreams of many kings to warn them of an upcoming tragedy.”

On the necklace was a mini-sculpture of a tiger, this was the last thing his father left for him before he was murdered, he closed his eyes while playing with the necklace around his neck. ---------- In the faraway place mentioned by the author in chapter 19, the man stood still gazing at the sea on the horizon, although it was already night, he had not moved away from the spot he was standing, the man held a necklace in his hands, on the necklace was the mini-sculpture of a tortoise. "Find the location of the last sculpture, one is with Richard, the other two are with the son and daughter of the Red devil and the skull," the man said, it was as if he was talking to himself.

Juliet scoffs. Raphael smiles while he touches the back of his neck. That was what he did whenever he was short of words. "I see!" He responds. "One thing you need to know about her. She is hot-tempered. Also very evil. No offence, she is your sister. I know, but Alexandra is mischievous. I'm sure you noticed we have no maids in this big house. All thanks to your sister!" Juliet smiles laying emphasis on the sister. "Thanks!" Raphael says.